Hey there.  Sorry I've been away so long.  Combination of inventory time at work, a short vacation, and catching a short sumer cold.  But you don't want to hear about any of that...

One of my (or my uncle's) duties here at work is going shopping for the shop once a week or so and getting a variety of easy to prepare foods.  Three or four times a week we make simple meals on the hotplates and eat lunch in-shop, the other times we get take-out.  Anyway, one of the things my uncle brought in this week was a bag of little carrots, the kind that are peeled and ready for snacking.  We ate most of them for lunch but there were a few left so I got a bright idea...

All alone in the office.  I got on my knees and took down my pants and panties.  I kind of caressed my hips, my ass, ran my fingers through my pubes, up over my stomach and up to pinch and play with my nipples.  I was already kind of wet just at the thought of what was up.  

Bend forward.  Take a little carrot, dip it in a little cup of cooking oil, then slide it gently into my ass, all the way, pushing with my fingertip, my finger following past the tight ring of my asshole, pushing the carrot up into my rectum. Repeat with two more little carrots.  Nice feeling.  I used to do stuff like this with food a lot when I was younger.  I'll tell you about one of those times once I get up the courage.  Who wants to hear about it?

So now I'm wet with a combination of naughty and the awesome feeling of something deep in my butt, so I do the natural thing and pull out the list and make a phone call to the roofing company to come out and inspect our roof.  Flat roof.  We discovered a leak during inventory.  Will you come out and look at it?  My pussy is squishing so loudly I'm terrified the guy can hear it.  I put him on speakerphone so I can use one hand on my pussy and the other to slide my finger up my oily ass and play with the carrots, flicking them, feeling them move... Meanwhile I'm describing our roof and trying to keep my voice steady.

Are you okay?

The guy's voice breaks me out of it.  I stop.  My voice has gone high and fluttery and I'm breathing hard.  

Yeah, sorry.  Then, smooth as can be, I tell him I've been climbing up to the roof as we've been talking.  

Oh, okay.  So then he asks me some specifics which I make up and we set an appointment.  

Shivering at almost being caught (or maybe I actually was), I hang up and finish off the orgasm.  It's a beaut.  

Then the aftermath.  The fear that I've gone too far this time.  WOndering if someone's going to find out.  But how?  What's the roof guy going to say?  Then there's the awkward part of getting the carrots out... I do it the easy way.  Hope they don't clog the plumbing or something.  

Later...