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Lingerie / Finger Sucking

He walks in on her browsing lingerie and it becomes the only thing he can think about.

Luke hadn't meant to walk in on her browsing lingerie. It was an honest mistake - and who looks at lingerie during work hours? Penelope Garcia apparently.

He had gone to go and get her as Prentiss wanted to see them all about a case. He'd gone to her office and knocked on the door - not once, but twice - and neither time he got an answer. He'd knocked a third time as he entered and saw her staring deeply at her computer, pink headphones on her head with those little kitty ears sticking out of them. Wondering what had got her attention he turned his attention to the screen and was shocked by what he saw.

She was browsing lingerie websites and the current image she had clicked on was a blonde model in a black lace crotchless bodysuit. It had long sleeves and a high collar, roses detailed throughout the material.

Luke could only stare and very quickly the model disappeared and instead Garcia's body was now modelling the lingerie. His mouth went dry about the same time his cock got hard.

His eyes were wide and he resisted the urge to palm his cock through his jeans.

Sensing someone was looking at her, Garcia turned around and let out a shriek when she saw him standing there.

"Newbie!" she shouted, turning the screen off before she removed her headphones and swung her office chair around to face him. Her cheeks were red and she looked embarrassed. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I was-" he gestured towards the door and then his mouth seemed to open and close. "I… Prentiss… meeting." His brain had turned to mush.

"Speak English, Newbie," she advised.

Luke took a few moments to gather his thoughts and try desperately not to look like his jeans were strangling the life out of his cock.

"Prentiss wants to see us for a meeting."

"Oh," Garcia said, standing and pulling her dress down when it revealed a little bit too much thigh. "There, was that so hard to say?" She grabbed a fluffy pink notebook from her desk and a pink pen with a yellow cat on the end.

Dumbly, he followed her from the room, realising he had a problem that needed to be dealt with.

"I've just got to… go… I'll be back in a minute," he stammered out, turning away from Garcia and the office and heading towards the men's toilets.

When he was inside, he stumbled into a cubicle, unbuckled his belt and in one swift motion pulled his jeans and boxers roughly down his legs.

His tanned cock stood hard and weeping, the end swollen as it stared back up at him.

Wasting no time, he grabbed it hard and spread the precum over the skin, tightening his fist and groaning when the relief spread through his veins.

He closed his eyes and let himself think of her in that black lace crotchless bodysuit. He wanted to lick her, taste the salt on her skin after he made her sweat. Spread her sweet pussy lips and lap at the juices until she was screaming and cumming all over his face. He wanted to ram his cock into her cunt and send thick streams of cum deep inside her.

His hand began to do some serious damage to his cock. He leant over the toilet and placed a hand on the wall, sweat forming on his brow.

"That's it, Newbie," he could hear her voice crooning. "Cum for me." His balls drew up and he breathed deeply. "Cum, Newbie. Cum now."

"Ahh!" Luke cried as thick streams of white flew from his cock and into the toilet, his body sweating and his legs shaking.

Lowering the lid of the toilet seat, he flushed and sat on the cold porcelain, leaning back against the wall as he tried to catch his breath.

Seriously, who looked at lingerie during work hours?