The shower jet in the office gym cools my skin. Tiles blue and cold against my back. I surrender. Left hand kneads my 95C tits, wide proud areolas, nipples hard rebels. Slides to hips, belly, teases my ass crack. Right hand links thighs to mound, lips parted. Index and middle finger plunge easy. So wet from water and my juices. I finger myself hard. Suck fingers tasting my essence, like cock. Half hour ritual. Need it with no man around. Palm grinds my sensitive clit. Intensify. Body shifts to another state. Whole hand on dripping pussy. Tingles build, explode. Freeze. Water splashes tits. Sigh, moan. Orgasm grips me. Left hand falls away. Smiling, fulfilled. Towel off. Wipe slit often. Hand replaces, but reason wins. ‘Not all evening!’ Laugh out loud.
Pink robe ties loose. Down hall to breakroom. Mirror glance. Wet blonde hair to shoulders. Robe hugs curves, soft belly rolls. Pink glows on pale skin, sharp blue eyes. 5’2″, 110lbs, sexy as fuck. Fridge empty. Lazy. Order pizza. Dial. Address: office building. ‘For Adrien, right?’ ‘Let him come.’ Our game. He always delivers here. Flirts hard. Gave number. I smile, tease doubt.
Tension Builds Between Dossiers
Sofa in breakroom. TV on. Saturday 8:15pm. 20yo intern, alone overtime. Colleagues gone. Four months single. Long showers prove it. Mind wanders to Adrien. Him seeing short robe, mid-thigh on bare legs. Cute Italian stud. Might stay like this. Fun. Buzzer rings. Open door, feign surprise. ‘Adrien! Half expected. Good? Gimme pizza, starving.’ He hands box, eyes devour legs.
”Evening. Ultra sexy tonight. For me?’ Scan low to high, back to thighs. Printer hums distant. Coffee scent mixes my perfume.
‘Dragueur always. Fresh shower, bad timing. Wait, cash next room. Eyes off my ass!’ Happy he stares. From side room: ‘You got my number. No call. Cinema offer stands.’
‘Busy. Maybe. Buy drink too.’
‘Who you think? Drink’s on, rest too. Bet: guess panty color, you say yes to movies?’
Challenge sparks. Sway hips back. Lock eyes. Dark eyes, slick black hair. 6ft muscled, hairy arms, tanned. Loneliness cracks. Play.
‘Wasted time. Here’s cash.’ Fake bored.
‘Thanks. Red?’ Close. Open robe fast, press naked to him. Shut quick. Can’t see.
‘Hey! Nice manners. Imagine if won.’
‘You won. Cheated. Naked under.’ Drop robe. Naked against him. Feel jean bulge harden. Distant mouse clicks echo empty office.
‘What you doing! Wild… Superb. Like you said. Must go, fired else.’
Explosive Fuck on the Conference Table
‘Romantic! Flirt every delivery, now naked, scared late? Extra for loyal client.’ Unbutton jeans. Deep kiss.
‘Pause then. Fuck it!’ Arms lift me. Kiss wild. Peek boxer tent. Right hand dives, grabs throbbing cock. To conference room sofa. Pants down. Reveal: hairy, 7-8 inches, slim, thick red head. Stroke. Lick head, shaft savage.
He strips shirt, jacket. Naked but pants ankles. Suck greedy. Forgot hot hard cock mouthfeel. Taste unique. Balls next, massage. He holds hair back. My right hand fingers wet pussy, clit sync. Four months dry, sucking near-stranger!
Thrusts deep. Swallow full. Tongue swirls frenulum. Eyes up, smile. Lick like lollipop. ‘Condom now. Fuck me, show what you got.’
He rolls it. I sprawl sofa, legs wide. Finger self for show. Pussy glistens. He licks his fingers, my turn. Slides two in gentle. Body tenses. Cock poised. Circles, enters eager hole.
Muscles pump. Slides fast, intense. Forgot this tenfold! Pounds rhythmic, stallion. Fills perfect. Breath ragged. Kisses fierce. Hands pinch tits, rub belly. Pulls out. Ache.
Legs down. Breath. Cock hot, hard. Turn doggy on table. Ass up. Grips cheeks. Slams in. Ample, brutal strokes. Balls slap. Moan soft. Tits swing. Vigor builds wave. Heart races. Tingles to blaze. Explode screaming.
He keeps hammering. Changes: pulls full out, forces lips. Hands grip shoulders. Fucks savage, balls smack. Releases. Pulls condom, jerks over ass. First spurt low back. Second, third hot on cheeks. Rests head there, strokes. Sits chair spent.
Mind reels. Killer fuck. Pussy burns, trembles. He dresses, hands robe open. Voyeur eyes linger. Door lock clicked earlier, safe.
‘Epic. Caught off guard. Boss kills if late. Finish 1am, back? Take time.’
‘Maybe. Good. Call if want.’ Kiss forehead. Grabs helmet, gone.
Robe on. Quick shower. Pizza cold. Eat. Call him later. Deadline waits, composed. Coffee brews. Perfume lingers. Back to desk. Mask on.