He immediately took hold of his cock as it sprang free from his boxer shorts hesitated a second or two when he saw me looking at it then slowly started to stroke his hand up and down the shaft.
I watched mesmerized as a drop of glistening pre-cum formed on the tip of his helmet, oozing from the little slit and dribbling over his fingers coating his thick shaft.
A wet patch was spreading over the crotch of my panties as I moved my fingers over the front of them and down over the heat between my legs it seemed to make it all the more erotic masturbating with my panties on, hiding myself away.
I pressed the thin material against my lips, rubbing back and forth in time with his movements as I watched his hand sliding up and down his penis, gently tugging the foreskin over the engorged head.
His gaze was focused between my legs, his eyes wide watching intently as my fingers pushed the material of my panties between my swollen lips, the sensitive flesh folding over them as my hand glided over my wet slit.
Close to orgasm I slid my fingers over the sopping material while I pressed the fingers of my other hand to my clit, the sheer material of my panties slightly rough on my sensitive little nub, I stroked myself with increasing urgency, up and down the length of my slit until I could feel hot wetness running down the inside of my thigh, juices leaked from my pussy as I hit orgasm, all my senses concentrated on the sensations between my legs.
My pussy throbbed delightfully as the waves of orgasm swept through my body; gradually subsiding to leave me exhausted and spent.
As my breathing slowed from a pant I watched the tech masturbate, close to climax. His hand was blur as he worked his hand back and forth, squeezing his shaft hard, the purple head looked as if it was about to burst.
With a grunt he stiffened, pushing his hips out towards me as great silvery gobs spurted from his cock landing on the carpet right by my foot.
He held his cock tight as it jerked and twitched in his grip until at last just a lazy dribble of cum oozed from the end and dribbled over his fingers.
He was panting as he looked up at me; quickly pulling his pants up tucking himself away as I stood and removed my wet panties dropped them in my desk draw then smoothed down my skirt.
“It’s getting near time to finish so we might as well go home.” I said.
He nodded. “Will you be opening up tomorrow?” he asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” I said puzzled.
He looked embarrassed. “You know…today.”
“Don’t be silly.” I said.
“Just carry on doing exactly what you were doing today.” He looked confused.
“What do you mean?” he said.
“I suggest you concentrate on the getting your work finished, but I don’t mind if you take the time to sneak a picture if you want to.” I said. He looked shocked, “Really?”
“I promised to wear something short didn’t I?”
With that I gathered up my things and ushered him out of the building.
The next morning the tech guy was really quiet.
We worked until around just after mid day then stopped for a break.
“Why don’t you make a coffee while I look at the pictures on your phone?” I said.
He looked shocked and I laughed.
Did you really think I hadn’t spotted you earlier this morning?
Without a word he passed his phone to me and went to fetch our drinks.
I hooked his phone up to my computer but apart from the picture he had taken yesterday there was only one image. As he liked looking at panties I had worn a simple white thong that would show up easily under my short skirt. I was a bit disappointed that he had not made more of an effort.
He came over with the drinks and looked puzzled.
“Is that the only one?” he said.
“Look for yourself.” I said to him, handing him the phone. He looked through it and only found the one photo from today that I had seen.
He fiddled about with his phone for a bit then said.
“There, I think that’s Ok now but I am a bit annoyed because there were two more pictures.”
“Both of them of my panties?” I asked, teasing him.
To be honest I found it highly erotic knowing that he was sneaking little peeks and taking pictures and had been putting myself in some situations where my panties were just showing under the hem of my skirt and others where he would get a clear view of them, I had been a little damp all morning knowing that I was being ‘spied on’ and felt a little disappointed at the lack of ‘evidence.’
He went a bit red again.
“You said it was alright so I took some of you when you were on the steps and when you were bending over reaching something from your desk.”
“I would have liked to see them; did you have a good view of my panties?”
His cheeks were glowing. “Yes.”
“Was it just my panties that you could see?” teasing both the tech and myself a little wanting to know how I had looked to him.
“I could make out the shape of you and they were kind of pressed into you at one point so I could see a bit more of it.” He was burning with embarrassment and I couldn’t help but push him a little.
“By it do you mean my pussy?”
I was feeling incredibly horny and naughty.
Some of the desks were still covered with a decorator’s sheet so I cleared the debris from one, turned the sheet so that it was clean side up and sat back on it with my legs hanging over the side, I reached down and hitched my skirt up.
“I’m a little disappointed I didn’t get to see what you saw so you might as well take a picture now so we both have something to look at.” I said.
He fumbled with his phone and brought it up with shaking hands. “Would you mind if I asked you a question?” I asked. Speechless, he nodded his head, yes.
“Did you like yesterday’s picture when you could see my pussy through my panties?”
Again he nodded.
“Would you like me to pull my panties to one side so that you can see it again?”