Tripping On Every Rung
“Oh, gawd no!!, this can’t happen here!”
It’s been a rough week, I was passed up for promotion, broke up with my boyfriend and lost what seems like all control of my body.
It must be the stress of it all but I have been super horny all week, a hair trigger you might say.
It’s going to happen again, but this is not the ideal place.
When I took this seat on the subway, I noticed an odd buzzing vibration coming from The hard plastic seat edge and every bump in the track amplified the intensity.
So now I’m fully aroused and enjoying the vibrations but this can’t happen here! You see I have this one issue , I orgasm very easily and there is no such thing has a little one , every time i cum its a full on scream fest!!!
“Ohhh ahhhh , oh shit here it comes. I bunch up the sweater i am carrying and bury my face in it just as the subway horn starts blaring and i scream for all i'm worth into my sweater. I lift my head up from my lap and sheepishly look around and nobody seems the wiser , the sound of clattering wheels on the old track and the train horn had drowned out my early morning excitement.
Yep, here I am Kimberley Mathews (Kimi for short) 29 years old and skinning my knee on every rung of the corporate ladder.My life of late, a Topsy Turvey, up and down roller coaster ride.
Ugh the elevator is down for maintenance again!!!
My place of work in all its glory. JP McMillon & Sons.
Started here fresh out of college and now I’m trucking up that corporate ladder.
Actually, I’m walking up 32 flights of stairs to get to my office.
Good thing I work out regularly, skipping leg day this week ugh.
Made It!!, Oh great its casual Friday and I chose to wear a plain white baby T and jeans.
I am sweating so much from the stairs that it looks like I’m in a wet T-shirt contest.
Although I can say that my breasts look perfect, they always look perfect.
Reason being, I had implants put in a couple of years ago, nothing crazy big Just enhanced what I already had. They are a little more than a handful, about A 32B. The thing is the doctor did an amazing job, they are kind of too perfect.
They are at full attention 24/7 perfectly shaped and identical to one another.
When I wake up in the morning I look down and there they are, already on full alert
Like they are my own little fleshy guard dogs.
I do sometimes miss my old breasts, they had character. The right one used to just hang there And the left looked like it was trying to crawl into my armpit or like a dog chasing its tail.
And guys react differently as well. During sex with my old boobs the guy would sometimes Push my tits together and hold them up in front of my chin as if to tell the one that was trying To crawl into my armpit “See this is what you girls are supposed to look like”
Now with the new perfect little lumps of joy, guys study them and poke them and ask questions Like “Can you feel that, How about this”? And play with them like stress balls.
When the girls were new, I was super proud of them and would prance around in Tank tops and super short belly shirts even to the point of wearing no bra and showing Under Boob. That was until the garbage truck. Oh, dear the garbage truck ruined all that.
“Uh excuse me miss Mathews” oh its Jimmy our new summer intern, so polite So, pleasing, great pecks and mm mm an ass like a baseball player abusing steroids.
Oh, Christ snap out of it Kimi, he is a baby just 19. “What is it, James?” He is too busy Concentrating on the question he has for me to notice me blush. “Well miss Mathews”
I interrupt him “It’s okay James, you can address me as Kimberley or Kimi” “Oh, okay Kim Or I mean miss Kimberley” Jimmy turns bright red and looks like he might pass out.
“I have some legal documents from mergers and acquisitions team that they need you To sign off on”
“Oh, is this the Harrison Cosmetics deal?”
“Yes, yes, it is miss Kimberley” Jimmy glances at my still wet T-shirt, then quickly looks away.
“Of course, James, I collaborated on these documents online and everything is set”
“thank you miss Kimberley” jimmy turns and starts walking away.
I take a good hard look at that fine ass and under my breath say “no jimmy thank YOU”
Oh yeah about the garbage truck, well it’s still hard to talk about but here goes
So, as I said I was super proud showing off my new tatas and, on this day, I was Wearing a neon orange crop top shirt and no bra.
I had just left work and stepped Out onto the street to hail a cab to go to this new trendy restaurant on 4th avenue For lunch.
Well, a bicycle courier was riding by and my brightly colored top caught His eye. So, I raised my hand to hail a cab and stepped on some sewer grating when A draft from the grating rushed up from below the street and lifted my top exposing My perfect little breasts
The bicycle courier was fixated on my fleshy little lumps and he didn’t see it. He didn’t see the garbage truck barreling towards him. Well at least his last thoughts were happy thoughts.
Wait a minute, I pass the little mirror on my desk and catch a glimpse of how my ass looks in these jeans. Wow I forgot how great my ass looks in these jeans.
I dug them out of my old clothes from senior year in high school, they are low rise hip hugger True Religion faded denim and they fit me just right
My current look is from the belly button down 2001ish Shakira à la (Whenever, Wherever) Video and belly button up I’m strait up 2005ish Charlize Theron à la (Aeon Flux). I must admit I’m quite the package.
Oh, gawd there’s Jimmy again, looks like he is heading to the corporate gym for A little morning workout. I need a coffee and the machine is next to the gym door
It’s probably too obvious if I skip across the office for my java, keep it on the down low Kimi .
Okay a little cream a little sugar and OMG, there he is on the rowing machine
Jesus those rippling abs and those impossibly firm pecs oh I would lick every Inch of his sweaty chest. My panty’s feel like a super soaker went off down there
I need to calm down okay back to desk concentrate on work forget jimmy.
Yeah, that’s it forget that the size of the bulge in jimmy’s workout shorts would Indicate a multiple orgasm encounter. Forget that all I can envision is a 69 with Jimmy tonguing my clit while I hold onto his magnificent ass while he buries his Massive cock down my throat. Oh shit! Shit! Shit! I spilled my coffee all over my desk
Oh well I better go fill up again, I giggle to myself.
Well, that’s enough of work for today time to catch the train to Brooklyn
I walk outside and see Jimmy pull up to the curb in a brand-new BMW
You see Jimmy’s parents are wealthy well more than wealthy, Jimmy is One of the sons in Mcmillon and Sons, but he was taught from a young age That hard work is what it takes to go places in this world, not your typical Rich kid.
The BMW pulls to a stop and the window rolls down. “Oh, hello miss Kimberley. Do you need a ride somewhere?” Boy, would I like to ride you. “Oh no James I’m just heading to catch my train back to Brooklyn” I start walking towards the subway Entrance and jimmy pipes up “Brooklyn? I’m heading there to visit my sister; I could take you there”
Oh, I bet he could take me there. If I get in that car there is no way I will make it home without Sampling his young hard body, keep walking, keep walking Kimi. “Please miss Kimberley the subway Is no place for a pretty lady like yourself”?
That’s all it took just the tiniest bit of encouragement and I fell like a house of cards
Into the Bimmer I climbed
