Writing desk

[addi]

Hey folks,

please comment, but don't you dare to rip it apart too much :)

...sitting at your desk trying to concentrate. The phone's ringing
again. It just doesn't stop, does it? You are hesitant to pick up --
you do it anyways, it's so hard to resist the tingling. "Hi honey,
yeah I know, I know, but could you please let me try to concentrate a
little while longer, you know how long I have resisted and I really
have to do it, ok?" You hang up. Very good, one temptation less. Ok
back to it, you say to yourself and start with the writing again. It
goes off really well this time and you start to be proud of yourself.
Then it happens again...Oh, damn you think, not again. Everytime you
hear this sound, you know whats gonna happen. Your neighbor just
pulled up the blinds and you can clearly see the telescope pointing at
you. Damn it, damn it. You like this sooo much, but not now you think,
not now, damn it. You close your blinds and try to dive into the
writing once more but this time you can't really concentrate because
you have no doubt whats happening on the other side of that telescope
even though your blinds are closed. You can't think of anything else.
You hear a little curse escape your lips and you notice your left hand
has found it's way to a warmer place. No. No, you think, this can't be
happening, I have to concentrate. After a few beautiful and agonizing
seconds you get your left hand to come back up and help your right
hand typing again....you got it this time, you made it to two more
pages. Yes! You did it. You can now reward yourself. You go down into
the kitchen, make something nice for dinner and enjoy yourself. The TV
is switched on and you nearly fall asleep...Who are you? What do you
want? it's only your cat jumping onto the couch beside you and trying
to wake you up and get your attention. Ok, ok, it's late I know and
you let her out of the balcony door with a quick peek to the neighbors
window. It is closed. You sigh. Ok, time for bed, you head up, quickly
make your way through your rituals before you lie down. Before you
could even think about something else both your hands are in between
your legs and start massaging yourself. Oh, fuck. It feels so
wonderful. You try to give in to this overwhelming feeling but at the
same time you do realize that you can't, not now. You hear the front
door opening and you know your flatmate will be hearing you at some
point. You start to hyperventilate, this can't be happening, shit.
This is soooo hot, damn, leave, so I can finally sleep. But no, this
imminent exposure makes you even hornier and you start to really get
into it...You are getting hornier and hornier, you hear the footsteps
coming up the stairs and you're getting even more excited. They stop.
Shit you think, directly in front of my door, this is too damn good.
You try to moan a little louder, maybe you can provoke a reaction? But
no, nothing happens. Ok, this gets you back into reality a bit, even
though you feel that you haven't been this horny your entire life you
manage to calm down and think to yourself: "Huh, I have resisted
temptation for one whole week now, I am so fucking horny. I promised
myself to do this at least two weeks, but then I am gonna explode!"

[someone43]

Awesome story!