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I work in a somewhat-bad area of town - mainly consisting of old 1950s industrial buildings who have seen better days. There aren't too many legitimate residential units, mainly sewing factories, bakeries, slaughter houses, coffee roasting mills, recycled iron plants, etc. A few homeless people wander around on occasion, but I think that they are just passing through on their way from one rescue mission to another.
I sit at a computer all day and the only distraction I have is my window to the street where I can watch the cars and trucks drive by. There is an occasional pedestrian - usually someone looking for a US Mailbox or a door-to-door salesman, but not a lot happens around here.
I was looking out my window several weeks ago and saw a mini van pull up and park across the street. I didn't think anything of it until I saw a late model BMW sedan pull up and park right behind it. I thought that was a little unusual so I stopped what I was doing on my computer and kept my eye on the cars.
The male driver of the minivan put up a sun shade to cover the entire windshield and a newspaper up on the inside of the drivers door window. The side windows and rear hatch window were tinted dark black by the car manufacturer. A woman stepped out of the BMW and got in the mini van through the sliding door.
I went back to my computer and finished up typing a spreadsheet. When I looked at the mini van again, it was rocking both up and down AND side to side. "What the heck are they doing in there?", I thought to my self. Then as soon as that thought cleared, it dawned on me.... they were fucking!
Immediately I felt my pussy lips begin to moisten... I kept my eyes on the van and the more I watched it bouncing up and down.... the more wet I got. I didn't get a good look at either person, other than to tell one was male and one was female... so its not like I was turned on because she was fucking some hot guy in there. I was turned on by thinking that here were two people fucking their brains out, in the middle of the morning, in a van, on the side of the street. The mystery of who they were, how did they know each other, was it an extra marital affair, was it an office romance... the more I thought about these mysteries, the more hot and wet my pussy became.
I got up from my desk, turned off the lights, and slowly closed the door that leads to the reception area from my private office. When I sat back down at my desk, I was transfixed at staring out the window, watching the van. I knew I had privacy now that my office door was closed. I pushed back my chair from my desk and put my feet up on the desk's edge. Chance would have it that I was wearing a knee length skirt today. I let my legs bow out at the knees and spread apart so if anyone looked in my window or walked in my door, they would see the white lace panties that covered my freshly shaved pussy. I rubbed the front of my panties with one hand and reached inside my blouse and under my bra with the other. My breast felt so hot compared to the coolness of my hand. I pinched my nipple hard and slipped a finger from my other hand into my wet pussy lips. I let my finger go deeper and into my vagina... I was so incredibly wet. Still pinching my hard nipple, I moved my fingers up to my clit and felt it tingle.
I watched the bouncing of the van and made my clit strokes and nipple pinches in with the same rhythm. As the bouncing of the van got faster and faster, so did my rubbing and pinching. I thought about the people inside again... this time, I didn't care about their story, all I cared about was that she was getting fucked and I wasn't. I wanted to be fucked right now! I would fuck the mail man if he were to walk in here this minute. This was so hot! I looked quickly on my desk to see if I had anything that could be a substitute cock: pens, pencils, highlighters... none of those would work. I wanted a big cock inside me and I wanted it now! I put my feet on the ground and stood up. I then put one foot on my chair and, still keeping my hand stroking my wet clit and pinching my nipple, I leaned foreword and began squatting up and down - as if I were the one riding that cock in that van outside. My mind danced back and forth between watching the van and wondering if anyone was going to be passing by my window and look in to see me. I don't know which thought turned me on more.
I started to feel myself cum... harder and faster I rubbed my clit... the van stopped rocking... I imagined that the 2 people inside had just cum at that moment also. I shuddered in orgasm - the 3 of us were cumming at the same time!
Just as I was finishing my orgasm, there was a knock at the door. Quickly I put myself back together and became seated at my computer. My assistant came in, dropped a file on my desk and then left. I caught myself letting out a big sigh.
When I looked back to the van, the man and woman had already re-situated themselves and were leaving in their separate cars. I watched out my window as they drove away in different directions. I rested my hand on my chin and could still smell my pussy on my fingers. "Where's that mailman"?