This is a true story written as related to me by Marji who’s actions created this story.

Hi I am Marji, I am a happily married mother still having a great sex life, and I love nothing better than being my mans slut. To say I love sex would be the understatement of the century. Ever since my first time my only thought has been, when the next time is. I would like to share some of my earlier experiences long before meeting my husband. Looking back I only now just realise how many times I was fucked during working hours. I hope you enjoy my workers playtime tales as I reminisce with you.

The first story I would like to relive happened in central Florida where I became manager of a trailer manufacturer. I was the only female on the site overseeing a dozen or so male workforce. I loved having my own office, but when sitting behind the desk all I could think of was “Which one will I fuck first”?

I spent as much time as possible working alongside the men in the workshops, helping haul axles and bearings I was very much a hands on manager. The smell of welding fumes, sweat and testosterone had me totally consumed. Everything had a sexual overtone to it the rhythm of a hammer banging, rough men in wranglers and heavy boots; all seemed like foreplay at it’s most sensuous.

I lost count of the times I said to the boys I had to make a phone call and would rush to the small ladies toilet. Pulling my uniform trousers to my ankles and stretching my legs in front of me I would finger fuck my cunt to a huge orgasm, it was the only way I could quench my lust for a while. I had to open my legs above the toilet to let all the love juices drain from my pussy, there was far too much to carry around in my pants.

I did not think that it took the guys long to realise I was no prude and my talk with them soon became very familiar.