chapter 2 - caught

Like many of the previous nights, I had waited for everyone to go home for the evening before I closed the door to my office. Turning on my laptop and pulling my pants to the ground, I pulled up one of my favorite videos and started working in moisturizer as my shaft sprung to life. Getting into the grove, only a fraction of my attention caught what I thought were the usual sounds of our cleaning staff from the direction of the lobby, but it wasn’t until I heard a loud girlish gasp that I realized I had made a critical mistake.

Turning my attention to a figure standing in my doorway, I found myself staring into the crystal green eyes of my 22-year-old secretary Amber, her soft and pudgy right hand covering her mouth.

“Amber what are you doing in here!?” I shouted as I struggled to pull up my underwear, closing the lid of my laptop as if I could somehow hide the truth of my behavior.

Amber stood five feet away, her eyes fixated on my crotch while her expression of shock turned to one of deep contemplation.

“Amber, I asked what you are doing in here. You were scheduled to leave over an hour ago.”

I tried to keep it cool and retain my authority, but a grin began to spread across the chubby girl’s face as she closed the door behind her and began waddling towards me.

“I left but came back after I realized I had left my cell phone in my desk. I thought the place was empty until I heard some strange noises coming from this room, and now here we are. Does your wife know you’re here masturbating all by yourself?”

I couldn’t believe the tone she was using with me. I was her boss, but she had caught me in the act and now held my marriage in her hands. Panic was racing through my mind.

“Emily and I… are not on the best terms right now,” was all I could muster. I was beyond embarrassed.

Amber walked closer until her chubby body was only a foot away. Her eyes remained fixated on my bulging erection prodding into my underwear as she started to unbutton her blouse.

“You know, I've been having my own frustrations lately. My ex dumped me three months ago. He said I was getting too fat, can you believe it? Who could turn away from this sexy body?“

My eyes scanned Amber’s doughy figure as her top fell to the floor. Gazing at her flabby shape, I could certainly believe that she had been dumped due to her weight. I guess I hadn’t been paying attention over the course of the previous two months, but Amber’s 170-pound body looked to have crossed over the 200-pound threshold since her hiring. Her C cups had developed into sagging and shapeless D’s that were now resting on a protruding belly that jutted out over her pants. Her thick arms jiggled as she worked her pants to the ground.
That’s when I realized what she was doing. I hurriedly reached down to pull up my pants, but her foot was already on top before I could get to them.

“We both need a little attention… seems like this is fate.”