An impromptu performance

Sandra Noce stood nude in the middle of her small corner office, readying to slip into her recently delivered business clothes, when she caught sight of the skyscraper's window-washing tackle through the opened slats of her wide window's vertical blinds. It held two workmen as well. They obviously were getting an eyeful.

The accounting department worker's jaw dropped momentarily as Sandra wondered how long they had been ogling her from their perch outside her office window. Without looking, the thirty-two-year-old dropped the hangerful of drycleaning back on the coat rack hook and headed towards the window.

The old, haughty Sandra Noce was ready to slam the louvers shut tight, barring the windowwashers from more free peeks. But as the sexily curved brunette grasped the controlling rod in her fingertips, she thought back upon how sexy she felt showing off in public today. Despite her initial humiliation, or perhaps because of it, slutty Sandy couldn't keep from orgasming as the intensity of her public exposure continued today.

'Why chase after the drycleaning boy when I have a captive audience before me?' she mused with a sly grin. Instead of twisting the wide hanging slats shut with a dismissive flourish, the naked brunette flicked her wrist in the other direction, sending the slats sliding to either side of the window with a mechanical 'zzziiinnnggg!'

Suffice to say, the workmen were caught unawares by the dramatic unveiling of the sexy office worker mere inches before them. One headed for the controls of the washer rig, afraid of losing his job over their momentary indiscretion.

Before his hand shifted the lever, though, he caught sight of his friend waving at him. He glanced back over to his co-worker and saw the raven-haired thirty-two-year-old still poised before his friend, behind the triple-thick glass. Apparently, they had nothing to worry about. Never having touched the controls, the man headed back over to his friend.

Sandra Noce grinned with a smile of self-satisfaction when she saw both men standing before her, their middle-aged eyes raking over every inch of her voluptuous, naked body. She cocked her head to one side and brought her hands up to the plentiful mounds of her breasts, lifting them, hefting them as if to judge their weight.

Satisfied she had their undivided attention, the accounting department worker raised her left tit high and stretched her neck forward, managing to lick her nipple, and the cum-glaze coating it, before she turned her head to reciprocate with the right cone of flesh. Sandra smiled as she saw them rubbing the crotches of their loose blue coveralls in appreciation of her show.

Feeling more in charge than she had all day, Sandra motioned for the men to unzip themselves as she stepped back a foot to seat herself on the edge of her desktop.

The men looked around, as if there was someone that might see them many stories up in the air. Satisfied there was not, they unzipped the long front zippers of their coveralls and hauled their hard cocks through the suits' gaps.

Sandra couldn't help but lick her full lips at the sight of the two hard cocks. Hard, because of the sight of her naked. The office worker splayed her tan, toned thighs wide, dropping her hand between them. Her long, well-manicured nails played with the ragged folds at the entrance to her sex before allowing entrance to the longest ones, the middle ones.

The workers lost any **** to touch themselves when they saw the slutty brunette before them begin to work her fingers into the shiny folds of her cuntlips. Each took hold of their cocks and began to shuck them in their fists as they continued to watch.

Sandra lay back on the wood-grained formica, her smile widening as she watched the men jerk their meat from between her raised legs. She stretched her long legs forward until her heels hit the glass to either side of the men.

The workers couldn't believe this woman they had glimpsed furtively through the blinds of her office moments earlier. Shocked to see them ogling her one minute,the woman was splayed wide before them the next, her fingers greasy from the juices of her stimulation. The men watched as she reached over the side of the desk with her free hand and turned the key to the bottom drawer.

Besides her secret stash of cash, Sandra Noce also kept a 'pocket rocket' hidden there. She pulled out the silver vibrator and expertly twisted it on 'High' with one hand. The naked brunette lifted her head off the desk and made eye contact with the two men as she jabbed the metallic dildo deep inside the greasy folds of her pussy.

"AWWGH!!" cried both workers in unison outside the glass office building as they watched the JWI employee hump herself into an orgiastic frenzy atop her desk. They couldn't hold back any longer. The slutty wench before them was just too much. Gobs of come splattered the tempered glass that separated her from them.

Seeing the men shoot their seed to her, Sandra dropped to her wobbly knees, out of her mind with fucklust. She pretended to lap at the white jizz on the glass before her, licking the clear plate, **** to taste their come.

"Lookit that fuckin' whore!" the men said to each other, their desire satiated. "She can't get enough!" One reached for the window squeegee.

"No, let's leave it there to drive her crazy. A little momento!" he cackled as he sent them and their rig to the next highest level.

"Nooooooo!" mewled the lust-fogged embezzler, her cheek pressed against the glass as she watched them rise up before her and disappear. Only the twin splatters of cum running down her window were left to remind her of what had just occurred.