Bonus Photo Story #1 (Patreon)

As promised, here is the first bonus first photo story for all Patrons to celebrate December. Anyone who has followed me for a while knows how much I absolutely love the video that this image is from - I don't care if it was staged or not, but it's perfection, and here is one of many scenarios I've created for it!

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I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I knew how dangerous that was, but I didn’t care. He was arrogant and facially, he wasn’t the most attractive, but for some reason, I wanted to do some very, very unprofessional things with my colleague.

He wasn’t wearing anything special, but today, each item looked phenomenal. His white shirt hugged his biceps and accentuated his muscular chest. He wore black shoes that had a polished leather shine. His pants were navy and they were slightly loose from the weight he’d recently lost, but they still clung a little to his perfect ass and followed the shape of his rugby build thighs.

The office was empty.

It was a Thursday night, it was 7pm and there was a big Christmas thing going on downtown. I wondered why I was still there and more importantly, why he was still there.

My concentration had gone and I was just watching him – creepy I know, but I couldn’t help it. Whatever work he was doing seemed to involve a lot of printing, he was constantly getting up from his desk, wandering across the office to the printer, his hips moving in a fluid movement that made his pants cling to him more and more with each step.

By the time, it got to half 7, I’d started printing random things just so I could wander up to the printer at the same time.

I was stood there, just a few feet behind him, within touching distance, but I kept my hands to myself.

Then, it hit 20:05 exactly.

He got up to head to the printer, I hit print and followed.

Whatever he printed had quite a few pages and I got quite a good length of time to perv on that sexy backside of his.

Then his printing finished, he picked it up and stepped away from the printer, but a few of the sheets slipped off the pile and floated to the floor.

That was when it happened.

He sighed with irritation and bent over to pick them up. He bent over quickly, clearly annoyed and just as he did so, just as his fingers brushed one of the pages, the back of his pants tore open, right down the seam.

He dropped the rest of the paper and ran his fingers gently over the back of his pants to assess the damage. When he realised that his sexy bare bubble butt was on show, he jumped up and spun around.

‘Shit,’ he said. ‘I have to get a train ride home like this.’