Conference room door clicks shut. Locked. Printer hums outside, relentless. Mouse clicks echo from open space. Coffee scent mixes with my perfume, thick, heady. Jérôme’s blue-gray eyes lock on mine across desks all week. Met him helping Grandma pick a work phone in IT corner. Tanned surfer vibe, azure shirt hugging muscles. Carnal smile. He grabbed my number, called. First date: Seine walk turned car ride, kisses, salad, then his place. Fucked hard. Beautiful cock down my throat. Fingers in my pussy. Condom on, devil grin, hips yanked close. Fear spiked excitement. Pounded missionary, then doggy. Fast rhythm. I arched, tits grabbed. He came quick. Left me hanging. Cried in bathroom. He called me immature. Slept over, masturbated with cream on couch, hoping he’d watch. He did. Morning, no effort for me. Ghosted, then back.
Now, office late. He texts: gift waiting. Curiosity wins. Elevator dings. His office smells like weed faint from balcony. ‘Bigger gift: living model of biggest dick I know.’ Laugh shrieks out. ‘Restaurant guy downstairs mall. Tall brunette, huge cock.’ Swallow hard. Nervous grin. ‘Meet him?’ ‘Yes… meet.’ Breath heavy. Conditions: real ‘no’ matters. He chuckles. Door buzzes. Nuisette from drawer—stolen from daughter? Laugh. Shower in exec bath: razor, soap. He watches, caresses thighs while phone call. Back out, sheer fabric clings. Joint rolled. Phone rings. ‘Park and walk up. She’s waiting.’ Doorbell. Rugby build guy, bags of food booze. Shy hunch. Bises awkward. Jérôme kitchen. Chat banal. Incongruous, we laugh. Porn flicks on projector. Weed box out. New surprise: tiny vibrating ring. Eyes sparkle. Jérôme licks it, activates buzz. Parts panties. Eyes shut. Pleasure grips. Friend holds hand. Kiss near ear. Phone vibrates. Jérôme swaps, ties cravat blindfold. ‘Drink now.’ Glass to lips. Joint other hand. Fake whip cracks, laughter erupts. Tension breaks.
The Building Tension
Behind projector screen. Friend shy: ‘Can I?’ Four yeses. Alone-ish. Jérôme watches porn. Friend’s monster cock finally free. Massive. Rep pulses true. Slow permission asks. Pussy stretches wide. Grunts low. Door rattles distant—janitor? Heart pounds. He thrusts deep, polite power. I guide. ‘Harder.’ Office chair creaks under. Desk edge bites skin. Coffee mug tips, spills dark puddle. Perfume drowns in sweat musk. Blindfold slips. His eyes hungry now. Jérôme joins, ‘Impale like butterfly.’ Fills ass despite no—pain yelp turns moan. ‘Come to daddy.’ Horrifies, arouses. Double stuffed. Bodies slap. Printer jams buzz. Climax crashes. Cum hot inside condoms. Pulses.
Blindfold off. Adjust skirt, wipe thighs. Nuisette stuffed purse. Friend zips shy smile. Jérôme smirks. Door unlocks. Clicks open. Back to open space glow. Mouse clicks resume. Coffee brews fresh. Perfume reapplied. Meeting in five. Legs shaky, pussy throbs. Smile pro. No one knows. Adrenaline hums. Hierarchy bends. Lust hides perfect.