It was just another ordinary day at the office. I wore my tight black pencil skirt that hugged my round ass perfectly. All morning I’d been squirming in my chair, that deep, needy ache building between my legs. I couldn’t focus on anything. By lunch break I couldn’t take it anymore.

I slipped away to the quiet bathroom on the upper floor — the one almost nobody uses. My heart was hammering as I locked the door behind me. I could still hear the faint chatter and keyboards clicking from the floors below. I bent over the sink, yanked my skirt up to my waist, and pulled my tiny thong down my thighs.

“Just ten minutes,” I whispered to myself.

I took out the thick, realistic dildo I’d hidden in my bag, smeared it with lube, and pressed the fat head right against my tight asshole. No teasing, no warmup — I pushed it in hard. A sharp moan slipped out before I could bite my arm to silence it. Inch after thick inch stretched me open until the whole thing was buried deep inside my ass. God, it felt so full.

I started fucking myself right there, bent over the sink. Slow at first, then harder, faster. Wet, filthy slapping sounds filled the small bathroom as I rammed it in and out. My legs shook. I stared at my reflection in the mirror — face flushed, mouth open, eyes glassy with lust. “Deeper... fuck my ass deeper,” I breathed desperately.

After pounding myself senseless for a few minutes, I pulled the dildo out in one smooth motion. My asshole stayed wide open, gaping and pulsing, pink and sloppy. I bent over even more, reached back with both hands, and spread my cheeks as wide as I could. A massive double hand gape right in the office bathroom. I held it there, fingers digging deep, showing how ruined and trained my hole had become. I flexed, making it wink and flutter obscenely for the camera.

The risk made it so much hotter — knowing any colleague could knock on the door at any second and catch me like this: skirt hiked up, ass destroyed and gaping wide open at work.

Exactly ten minutes later I quickly cleaned up, pulled my skirt down, fixed my hair, and walked back to my desk like nothing happened. But under my clothes my asshole was still throbbing, open, and leaking — a dirty little secret nobody would ever guess.

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