Something extraordinary happened to me the other day, something so unexpected that I was taken completely by surprise. Even now, as I think back on it, I can feel my heart beginning to beat faster and my pussy getting warm and wet.

I was sitting in my office, leaning back in my chair, with my legs up on my desk. It had been a very rough day. Everyone in my office had left early to go to a retirement party. I was trying to mellow out by watching the sunset over the Golden Gate Bridge. This filled me with a feeling of peace and contentment, and a glow settled over my body. This glow began to center in my crotch, and I realized that the natural beauty and spectacular colors outside my window were causing me to get rather wet.

It was natural for my hand to steal into my panties and begin to caress my cunt gently. My office door was closed, and I wasn’t worried about anyone seeing me through the window, since I’m so high up and there are no buildings directly across from me I decided to remove my hose and underwear so that my hands could every part of me.

The feeling continued to build in my clit from the constant stroking. I used the fingers of one hand to hold myself open and the fingers of the other hand to play with my cunt. I inserted one finger in my asshole and one in my cunt, and with a third. I stroked my clit around and around in circles. My hips began to move up and down in my chair, and my eyes were closed as I opened my legs to the sunset.

Just as I was about to come, I opened my eyes so that I would come with the colors of the sunset in my face. To my surprise and shock, there was a man standing on a window-washing scaffold outside my window! I was tempted to jump up and run, but then I saw that he had his cock out and was stroking it while he watched me. He was a handsome man with sandy-brown hair and striking blue eyes, and I could tell that he worked out. His shirt was open, and he had a smooth, brown chest with rippling muscles that moved slightly as he stroked his cock.

And that cock! How beautiful it was. It looked to be about seven inches long and it was bulging with his excitement. I continued to stroke my clit with my eyes open now to watch him as he stroked his cock, grasping it firmly in his strong hand with an up and down movement. I was torn between looking into his beautiful eyes and watching him jerk his cock, the head of which was smooth and reflected the reds and oranges of the sunset.

My hand in my cunt was becoming soaked with my juices, and I was sure that my clit had doubled in size. I looked at the man on the scaffold, and he licked his lips as he looked at my crotch. Then he stuck his tongue out and moved it around as if it were right on my cunt. He imitated the movement of my fingers with his tongue, and I could tell that he was probably excellent at cunt-eating.

I fucked myself harder and harder with my fingers, and he stroked his cock at a furious pace, circling the head with the fingers of his other hand. It was almost as if each of us was waiting for the other to come so we could come together. My fingers stroked the top of my clit and around the sides, up and down, back and forth, and I felt my orgasm starting.

It began in my toes and worked its way up my legs to my cunt. Deep inside my cunt my fingers were stroking, and the waves of pleasure passed through me more and more strongly. My friend in the window began to thrust his pelvis toward me, as if he were fucking me deeply. His cock looked so hard and enticing, I wished it were inside me.

His movements became jerky and I could tell he was ready to come. I looked into his eyes and mouthed the words “Fuck me,” and he smiled faintly. My eyes returned to his cock just as it began to spurt come. My orgasm took over and I came and came, writhing in my chair for what seemed like minutes while I watched his come splashed against the window. I couldn’t believe how much come was flying out of his cock.

Closing my eyes, I savored the afterglow of this super-intense orgasm, and when I opened them, my friend was gone. I pushed myself up out of my chair and, on rubbery legs, went to the window. There he was, washing the windows of the office directly below mine. I went back to my chair and fell into it, sighing deeply.

I really don’t want to know his name, or anything about him, for that matter. But I do hope he returns soon so that we can put on another show for each other. Oh, I do, I do.