Erin the Voyuer

Erin couldn't believe what she was seeing through the cracked door. Mrs. Johnson had her hand between her legs and her had thrown her head back completely. She let out soft little moans and she desperately fingered herself under her own desk. It was slow, methodical and indulgent. Clearly she had no idea that she was being watched as she indulged herself like a repressed high schooler.

Mrs. Johnson had never struck her as a sexual being in the last year and a half of working for her. She had dealt with plenty of charged scenarios and always handled them with the utmost professionalism. But now? Her behavior was completely out of line with how she would normally behave. Erin never pried into her sex or dating life mostly because she hadn't been interested.

Erin felt her own sex grow wet as she slid her hand between her own legs and began gently massaging her clit. Mrs. Johnson was an attractive woman and Erin did always prefer the fairer sex. She watched with baited breath as Mrs. Johnson began sliding off her pantyhose and she unbuttoned her shirt. Her boss was taking everything off on her own and acting like a total whore. She couldn't believe it.

Once Mrs. Johnson had finished stripping, she placed her clothes neatly next to her desk and grabbed her purse. She pulled out a black bottle of some kind and squeezed out a large amount of what looked to be lotion into her hands. She raised them up to her face and took a deep whiff. Her expression flushed and she squeezed her thighs together in anticipation. She began rubbing it in all across her body starting with her breasts. The look she gave went beyond satisfaction and crossed into the realm of pure jubulence. As she lathered it on herself she continued to dispense more globs as she meticulously covered every inch of her body and even reached behind herself to spread it over her ass. Once she seemed satisifed with the application she put one last glob on her hand and spread her legs wide. She placed it directly on her clit and her body began spasming.

Erin covered her own mouth to prevent her own heavy breathing from getting her caught. Her boss had the appearance of an oversexed pornstar covered in oil as she jerked her clit and fingered her slit. In that moment she recalled the girl that came in warning her of a crazy lotion ****. She slowly backed away from the door, grabbed her phone and her bag. She didn't look back as she left for the elevators and began searching for anything she could find as the image of her boss's slutty display was engraved in her mind.