> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://heidibaueroriginals.com/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # Without panties and with my legs spread on my desk, I risk getting caught masturbating. - URL: https://heidibaueroriginals.com/without-panties-and-with-my-legs-spread-on-my-desk-i-risk-getting-caught-masturbating/ - Published: 2025-11-29T21:13:14.000Z - Updated: 2026-05-20T17:30:30.000Z - Author: Heidi Bauer - Tags: in the office, #Import 2026-08-23 21:07 I want to tell you about a hot day at the office when I wasn't wearing panties. I was wearing suspenders, but there was no fabric covering my labia. I'm wearing a deep dark blue skirt and a shiny white silk blouse. I feel my horniness and how wet I am. I imagine what it would be like if a colleague had taken me in the coffee kitchen earlier. He would have fucked me so hard and greedily sprayed all his hot load into my tight wet pussy. All his cum would then run down my legs. This horny fantasy makes my slit get tighter and hotter. With every step, my swollen labia rub against each other. I'm about to do it to myself. I want to get off. In the office. But this time, I'm going for it. Maybe today I'll get caught doing it to myself. When I get to my office, I push up my skirt, put my legs on the desk, and spread them wide. I deliberately didn't lock the door. If someone came into my office now, my wet, slurping pussy would be the first thing to greet them. I can't help myself. I fuck myself loudly with several fingers. I moan. My pulse is racing because I hear footsteps in the hallway. But they walk past my office. My pussy gets even wetter. My labia are plump and thick. “Awwwwww,” I'm really coming. Suddenly, I hear a man's voice in the hallway. I continue to finger myself vigorously anyway. He seems to be on the phone. "Yes, you, good question. Hmmmmm. Yes. Hmmmm. Yes, I think Heidi is our contact person for that. Yes, hmmm. You know, I'm standing in front of her office right now. I'll ask her. Hmmmm“ Oh God, he's about to knock and will be greeted by my wet slit. Reflexively, I want to tear my legs off the table. But something stops me. My legs are still spread wide on my desk. --- ”Okay, I'll ask. Hmmmmm." The door handle presses down. My heart is racing. I want to, but I can't take my legs down. Suddenly, my colleague is standing in front of me. He looks at his cell phone and hangs up. Then he takes his cell phone down and sees my wet pussy. “Heidi?!” he says without thinking. “I couldn't help it, I was so wet,” I moan quietly. “Yes, I'd better help you with that now!” Suddenly he is standing in front of me and pushing his fingers into my pussy. “Oh God, I should leave the door open more often,” I think to myself. “But this will remain our secret, right?” I ask hesitantly. “But only if I can fill your wet, tight pussy!” Without another word, I push my tight pussy forward and spread my legs even wider. --- Without another word, I push my tight pussy forward and spread my legs even wider. He pushes his cock into my dripping pussy. Finally, a thick cock that fills me completely again. “Mrs. Bauer, I didn't know that you...,” he moans. “Don't talk. Fuck!” I say sternly to him. Suddenly, his hesitant eyes become serious. Serious with lust. I feel his hands grab me tighter and he starts to fuck me. He thrusts. He fucks me really hard. I feel his thick cock fucking me mercilessly. “Not so deep,” I moan. He takes that as an invitation to fuck me even harder. He fucks me deeper. I come. It flows through my body in waves. I leak. My labia get hornier and hornier. He thrusts hardest and I feel him about to come. Instead of pumping my pussy full, he pulls his cock out and holds it in front of my face. He's not going to cum all over my face, is he? I try to open my mouth wide to let him squirt everything into my mouth. But I'm too slow, or rather, he's too fast. He squirts all over my face. Long strands of cum cover it. “Didn't you say you wanted to fill my pussy?” I ask indignantly. “Oops,” is his only response. “For God's sake, how am I supposed to clean myself up now?” I think to myself in panic. Now I have to walk across the office hallway to the bathroom like this!