Hello everyone! My name is Frank. There isn’t much to tell you about me. I’m just your average 26-year-old guy, 6’2″ and 180 lbs. I have an average build, blonde hair and blue eyes, which most women love about me. For some reason, I haven’t had much luck with women, and I don’t know why. I have many women staring at me as I walk past them. They try and make it look like they aren’t, but I can tell. I have had a few girlfriends, but they normally last about 3–6 months, and then we break up for some stupid reason. The last one left me because she found a smaller man. You see, I have a sizable cock, and many women can’t handle it. I honestly didn’t think it was that big, but I suppose it is for some women. I also have large balls that are almost always full, so when I cum, I cum a lot, which makes masturbating difficult unless I’m in the shower.
Now I know that I said that I didn’t know why I hadn’t had much luck with women. However, the real reason is that I’m extremely shy. I can talk to them about everyday things. However, when it comes to asking them out or anything else, I stutter and stammer and everything else. I swear I make myself sound like a blubbering idiot when I ask someone out. The girlfriends I had were because they asked me out and not the other way around. So, as you can imagine, I haven’t had many girlfriends and my sex life is mostly non-existent. I only have my hands and a bar of soap while showering. As I told you before, I don’t masturbate unless I’m in the shower because of the amount I cum. It’s easier to let it all go down the drain than to use a towel and spend forever cleaning it up. That is another reason I don’t have many girlfriends. They enjoy the pounding I give them. When I cum, they don’t like being covered that much in my jizz, so they freak out, get a shower, and leave.
I know I haven’t told you much about myself except for my relationship, problems, and a few other minor details. So let me try and paint you a picture of me. As I said before, I am 6’2″ tall, weigh 180 lbs., and have blond hair and blue eyes. Now I know I can say that I’m of an average build, and I work out occasionally. I’m no muscle-bound weightlifter, but I’m not a beanpole either. I go to the gym 2 or 3 times a week and do a bit of weightlifting, or I hit the bag for a bit, just something to let off some steam. It even helps with the sexual frustration I experience because I work in a data center. All I do is put information into a data server all day. It sounds boring, but I enjoy it and get along with my co-workers. The bad thing is that most of my co-workers are female, and there are a few drop-dead gorgeous. It’s hard to understand why they’re in a data center when they could easily be models. Now there are different departments for this, and I work in one that has me and three others. I know what you’re thinking: they are all female, and I would like to fuck them all, but you’d be wrong. One is about to retire, and another just started a week ago. There is one female that works in my department too, but she is also married and very religious. She wouldn’t cheat on her husband if she wanted to; yes, she is very pretty.
Our boss has his own office, and we rarely see him if we do our jobs. But ever since the newly hired guy, Jerry, started working here, we have seen Tom, our boss, a lot. When you first get hired, you get a few days of training, which is all you need for this position because entering data is not that difficult. I could probably train a monkey to do my job; it’s that easy. But Jerry, for some reason, cannot seem to figure this out, and so Tom must come out of his office to tell Jerry how he messed up and how he has to fix it, yada yada yada. Kartal Escort You get the idea. We all sit at one big table, two on one side and two on the other. Jerry is in front of me, John is beside me, John is about to retire, and Ashley is in front of him. This particular day, we were all sitting there, doing our jobs and chit-chatting with one another when Tom stepped out of his office and asked Jerry to step into his office for a moment. We all thought that was weird, so we looked at one another with quizzical looks on our faces. This was as Jerry walked into Tom’s office and the door shut.
“I wonder what that is all about?” asked John.
Ashley and I shrugged our shoulders in confusion and continued doing what we were doing. A few minutes later, Jerry came out and picked up his things from his desk.
“I was let go,” he said, noticing everyone staring at him.
We all said we were sorry and wished him good luck. The usual stuff you say to someone who has just been fired, even though you saw it coming. It’s sad to see someone lose their job, though, even if they weren’t doing their job very well. Now, a person needs a job because the economy is terrible. We all knew, though, that it would take Tom anywhere between 3 weeks and 3 months to hire someone else. None of us were looking forward to that. That also meant that Tom was going to be cranky until he hired, as he puts it, “the right person.” Part of me hopes that “the right person” is a smoking hot woman, and the other part hopes that they are either unsightly or a dude. Come to think of it, I hope it’s one of the last two I mentioned. If a hot woman was in front of me, I’m sure I would get a bone every time I looked at her. A situation like this would be almost impossible to conceal and explain. I could never explain to women why my dick is hard and sticks out that far or why it’s that noticeable. But in the meantime, that leaves John, Ashley, and me, of course. John is set to retire at the end of the month, in two weeks. I’m not sure what we will do after he leaves, though. This is because he has been here for so long. He was the one person you could turn to and ask a question, and he would know. I still went to him periodically, and I’ve been here for 10 years. As for Ashley, she has only been there a year longer than I have, so she knows just as much as I do.
After two weeks, there is still no new hire to replace Tom. Ashley and I said our goodbyes to John for the last time that day. He had a small retirement party with cake and cokes, but it wasn’t anything fancy. As he walked out the door for the last time, Ashley and I wished him the best of luck in his retirement.
“I can’t wait to retire,” Ashley said.
All I could do was nod and agree with her as we both walked towards the door. Holding the door open for her, I wished her a good night and said I would see her on Monday. Who knows what next week will bring, but it’s going to be rough without John or that third or fourth person. But since this was Friday, and it is now the weekend, I didn’t worry about that. I was ready for the weekend, anyway. I have been horny lately, and I have been taking care of that issue every night, and tonight won’t be any different. Come to think of it, this weekend will be like that. The only difference is that I won’t have to go to bed early. My weekends usually consist of watching a movie or playing games with a few of my online buddies. After that, I take a shower and jerk off till I explode all over my shower. After a while, having to do that and not having anyone else to do it for you becomes depressing, but you do what you must.
That is how the weeks pass. One week turns into Kartal Escort Bayan two weeks and so on. Before you know it, a month has passed, and it is still just Ashley and me. It makes for a very long workday for just us two. Even though we have gotten to know each other a bit better, we tend to have lunches together and just chat about our lives. I guess more about her life than mine, as I’m sure it gets boring to hear what I watch or how I play a game. The only thing I didn’t tell her was the fact that I had to masturbate every night and have for the past month and a half. I’m sure that would disgust her, and she wouldn’t want to ever talk to me again, and I was genuinely enjoying our conversations. Another weekend comes and passes, and when I walk in, I see two new women in the room. Both were gorgeous. The one I liked best was about 5’3″ with natural long red hair that fell to about the middle of her back, piercing green eyes, and breasts that weren’t small but not too big either. She was a healthy-sized handful, and she had an hourglass figure that I could only dream of. She had this cute red plaid dress on that came down to about an inch or two from her knees, and like any redhead, had pale skin.
The other woman was about the same height as the redhead but had dark brown hair that came down to her shoulders, lovely blue eyes, breasts that were bigger than the redheads’, and nice olive-colored skin. She didn’t quit having the hourglass figure; she was a bit thicker than the redhead but still looked good in her gray skirt and white blouse; that blouse accentuated her breasts. I was shocked for two reasons. One, that Tom had hired two people at the same time and so quickly; and two, that the two new hires were hot as hell. They were so hot that I could already tell that I was going to have a hard time staying soft around these women as I walked up to them and introduced myself to them.
“Hello, my name is Frank,” I told them as I held out my hand.
The brown-haired woman was the first to take my hand and gently shake it, saying, “Hi, my name is Jane.”
The redhead took my hand, saying, “Hi. I’m Emma. “
At about that time, Ashley walked in and saw the two new girls and was happy to see them. As she walked up and greeted them and introduced herself, I decided to sit at my desk before the girls noticed I was starting to get hard. As the girls were talking, I was trying to get logged into my computer when Tom walked out.
“Morning everyone. I see that you have all met the new hires. They have already been through training last week, so any questions they have, please help them out. ” he said.
We all sit down at our desks as Tom goes back into his office. Jane is now sitting in front of me while Emma is sitting next to me where John used to sit. It’s hard to work when I have these two beautiful women sitting around me, even Ashley. I have fantasies of fucking Ashley while I’m in the shower, and now I have two more women to dream about. As I’m sitting there trying to do my work, I can feel my chest slowly starting to harden. I’m just hoping no one asks me for any help that requires me to get up, or they will notice that I’m getting horny. Sure enough, though, Emma turns to me.
Hey, Frank, could you show me where I need to put this type of file, please?” She asks.
I look over at her as she is staring at me, holding up a file. Naturally, I got shy and nervous, knowing that I had to get up and that my heart was getting hard. I’m just hoping that she doesn’t pay attention to my crotch as I get up and stammer.
“Uh… y… y… yea. It’s not a problem.” I managed to stammer out.
I gently take the piece Escort Kartal of paper that’s in her hands and look at it to figure out where it needs to go.
I stammered out as I pointed to her computer’s financial database.
She looked at where I was pointing and thanked me as she went to reach for the file I had taken from her. When I had leaned over, I used it as a cover to hide my further hardening cock. As she reached for it, her fingertips grazed my shaft as she was grasping the file. I thought I heard her gasp, but I wasn’t going to find out. I was extremely embarrassed, and my face was turning crimson red from it as I rushed back to my desk and sat down, trying to concentrate on the work I was doing. The feeling of her hand grazing my shaft was so amazing. It was so good that it caused me to go to full mast, and if I stand up there will be no way of hiding it. I keep seeing Emma glance over at me from time to time. Then I could have sworn I saw her try and look under the desk, but I’m not sure about that one. I’m not sure if I want to know if she was or not, because if she does and sees my hard-on, I’m sure she will go to Tom and tell him that I was hard, and I’d probably get fired for some kind of sexual harassment or something to that effect. I was trying to pay attention to my work and hoping my cheek would soften before I had to get up again. Then I saw it. Emma was rolling her chair over to me. My face went an even darker red, and I was thinking that she had seen it and was going to go tell Tom about it if I didn’t do something for her or something like that.
As she slid up next to me, she held out a file for me to look at. “This is for the archives, isn’t it?” I looked at it and told her yes and that it needed to go in a stack at the end of her desk. As she was about to roll away, she turned back to me and put her lips close to my ear so that I would be the only one to hear her.
“I felt that and don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about it. I know it’s something you can’t help sometimes. Thank you for not trying to sneak a feel. ” She whispered before rolling back to her desk.
I was stunned, sitting there with my mouth gaping open, stunned. The second I heard her say that she felt it, I thought my life and career were over, but after I heard her say that she wouldn’t tell anyone, you can understand why I was sitting there in shock. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders hearing that because I thought I was going to be in some serious trouble. The day went on, and I eventually managed to go flaccid again, which I was very grateful for, and was able to work without too many issues. When we were able to go, all I wanted to do was just sit in my car and take my mind off Emma and listen to some music. As we were walking out of the door, Emma called me over to the side.
“Hey Frank, I have a question for you.” “Was that your…?” she asked, looking around to make sure no one was nearby. “Cock?”
I immediately went bright red from embarrassment, and all I could do was stutter and stammer.
“Frank, don’t worry, I’m not upset; I was just curious. I have been thinking how big that thing is for it to feel like that,” she said she walks right up to me as I’m still stammering and grabbed my crotch and begins to move up and down. As you can well imagine, it didn’t take long for me to get to full attention, and, as she saw me go ramrod stiff, she finally got her answer. She finally got to see how big I am with slacks on. Her eyes go as wide as dinner plates. I thought I even saw her starting to drool. She finally let go, and I used my hands to cover up my embarrassment and try and somehow get to my car without anybody seeing this.
She grabs my hands and looks at me and says, “Oh my god, I am so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking. At least let me help you take care of that. You can’t go around all day with that. ”