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As the thin cylinder

whirred it's way across her hardening nipples,

she was surprised at how well it fit into her hand,

snug in the palm...

she felt it's shudders all along her forearm

and it sent a wave of vibrations into her body

from two different points at once...

the direct contact with her nipples

and it's corresponding delayed echo

bouncing back from within her body...

Even though she was certainly no stranger

to her own body -

or it's reaction to personal machinery -

she was certainly way too shy and private

to be standing in full view of half the city

in her wet panties

and shivering a vibrating...

THING

across her nipples,

and now down over the fluff of her belly.

But, then again,

apparently not.

She backed up again to the window,

pushing her asscheeks flat against the cold glass

as the vibrator in her hands

slid down between her legs, deep between her legs..

the shape of it was perfect,

absolutely perfect...

it snuggled at the entrance to her heat

parting her lips and resting against her clit...

she bent her knees a little

and her thighs parted..

she began to rub the cylinder...

that lovely chrome and black shape

back and forth..

making her slick and even hotter,

and she closed her eyes,

and opened her mouth

and moaned as the climax began to build...

In a small room,

many hundreds of feet below her,

the newly arrived security guard

bid a goodnight to the guy he was replacing.

He settled down for another long boring night

of study..

only a few more months of this to go

and he'd be finished with film school,

have his degree

and be winging his way to hollywood..

He had an agent already,

but even at his early age he had

what his grandmother referred to as

"a good head on his shoulder".

He didn't want to be one of those Mel Gibson wannabe's

and have to come back with his tail between his legs..

so he went to film school,

he learned directing and editing,

production and marketing..

If his looks weren't enough,

his brains and his taste would give him another shot.

He leaned back in the chair,

opened his books on his desk,

and glanced up at the bank of security monitors above him..

Then he sat bolt upright in the chair,

Up there,

on one of the screens

in living black and white,

was a woman,

almost naked,

and seemingly in distress...

or heaven.

Her hands were between her legs,

and her breasts were pert and upright,

she was pressed back against the glass window,

way up in the top of the building,

in one of the full floor executive suites.

He watched...

turning the contrast up to high on the tv

so that the detail of her face

became clearer...

she didn't look familiar at all,

but she was in the office of that other fox..

"what was her name again... Janice.. that was it".

She had entertained him many nights recently

with her antics with the new boss in that office,

and she must have known that she was on camera,

'cos she was always real friendly to him when she finally left.

Once he even thought that she had waved to him,

while she was spread out on the desktop...

with a head between her legs.

But this was someone new..

some new face.. and body..

maybe even prettier face and body.

and she was alone...

and very obviously wished she wasn't.

The guard argued with himself..

could he afford to risk his job..

by going upstairs

to join her

and help her out

in her time of need...

after all,

how could she explain her own behavior,

if she reported him..

all he had to do was push the "save tape" button,

and his evidence would all be preserved.

He decided to watch for a while...

just to make sure that she was alone..

and he was good,

and patient,

and content,

for about three minutes..

Then,

on the grainy video screen,

even in black and white,

he watched as her fingers slid aside

the crotch of her panties,

and began to to slowly push the object which he now saw,

up into herself.

Deeper and deeper it went..

it looked black and shiny and glistening..

and his own hardness was becoming uncomfortable..

After all,

it was almost time for him to make his rounds anyway..

as a security guard

surely this was exactly the sort of thing

that he should be checking out, right??

He stood up,

and adjusted his clothing so that he could walk.

Before he left the office,

he glanced back at the picture on the screen,

the woman had her eyes closed..

her thighs wide.. and her mouth open...

she appeared to be screaming.

He almost ran to the elevator.

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