Morning in the office

Leigha went to work. She got off of the elevator and saw the receptionist Kayla. "Good Morning, Miss Walsh."

Leigha's right forefinger went up her nose, and her left thumb went into her mouth. Her arms had moved as if being pulled by invisible wires inside her body. She could not move them.

"Are you OK, Miss Walsh?"

"Um uhkay," said Leigha. She turned to walk off but then as she walked, she lifted her knees as high as she could and walked that way all the way to her office. Luckily no one else saw her. Once at her office door, she found herself in charge of her body again. She went inside her office and shut the door. "That was weird. Nerves I guess," she told herself. She looked around the small office. With her promotion, she would get a bigger office with a nicer view, not a view of the warehouse across the alley. She went to her desk and turned on her computer. She remembered she had a meeting with the CEO Mr Strom, the CFO Mrs. Alan, and a new client at 9:30. It was only 9:00.

Leigha started to type out what she was going to say to the new client to help her better remember it, but at 9:15, her body froze. She stood up and hiked her skirt to her waist. She sat back down. Her hand made its way into her panties, and she started fingering herself. "What the fuck?!" she said. Then her left hand undid a button on her blouse, and slid into her blouse and up under her bra cup. She started massaging her right breast.

"Come on, stop!" Leigha told herself, but she could not; in fact, she just started fingering herself with more gusto. To her horror, she started to cum. She was hot and started to sweat. Try as she might, she could not stop herself. She was getting wetter and wetter, and sweat was breaking out on her forehead and back. "Stop!" she told herself. She kept looking at the clock on her desk. Time was moving so slowly. "Oh god, stop!" she said loudly. At 9:28, her intercom went off. "They're here, Miss Walsh."

Finally Leigha's hands did what she wanted. She stopped fingering herself, and she pulled her hand from her blouse. She looked in a mirror on the wall next to her. She was red faced and panting, Her makeup was a bit smeared on her forehead.

"Miss Walsh, did you hear me?" Asked Kayla.

Leigha knew she should not keep her bosses and the new client waiting since this meeting had already been planned. Her right hand was sticky with her pussy juice, and her crotch was too.