Gym Bag

I used to work at an insurance company and there was this female co-worker I thought was crazy sexy. A bit older too. I’ll call her Suzanne. I was in my late 20s and she was early 30s. Both married. She used to work out at the gym during lunch a few days a week. I generally worked late and had the place to myself after about 6pm until the cleaners showed up at 8 if I was still there. So I’d occasionally snoop around and sniff the seats of the cute, young, sexy women. The ones that were in their sexual prime, giving off strong pheromone scent. Including Suzanne. It drove me wild and I’d often jerk off after making my rounds. Over time I discovered that Suzanne did not always bring her gym stuff home the same day she used it. So if I was lucky, I’d occasionally get to sniff and inhale those gym panties, all sweaty and smelly and just oozing with raw sexuality. I jerked off with those well-worn panties maybe 10-12 times over a couple years. I’d always do it sitting in her desk chair and I’d moan loud when I ejaculated hard, shooting lots of cum into her dirty coffee cup. I’d clean it enough so it still just looked like the dirty coffee cup she had left. Talking with her the next day while she sipped her coffee, in her office and chair where I’d jerked off the night before with her sweaty sweet panty crotch against my face was incredibly exciting. She never knew. I’ve never again enjoyed working late like I did then.

By Anonymous

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