I did everything I could to avoid her after that. I didn’t go back to the hole, and made certain that none of my paths led me anywhere close to her desk. At one point I even slipped into a side door when I saw her coming my way.
I don’t know what it was, but having a face with that name, and the sudden, inexplicable power over her, made me run like a coward.
For the next couple of weeks, my life at work was one nervous moment after another as I tried to figure out what I was doing. It seemed ludicrous that I should be avoiding her at all. I was the one in control.
I was the one who knew the dangerous secret, the type of secret that if it got out, could follow a woman’s career for years. Yet, there I was, allowing her to get the better of me.
It wasn’t until one Tuesday evening that I found myself hiding in the parking garage within earshot of the stairs. Right in the queue I heard the faint clicking of heels descending. When they stopped, the door didn’t open. I waited ten more minutes, then made my way into the room where a couple of guys had already arrived.
I don’t know why my heart was racing like it was, or why I was sweating. As I took my turn and stepped up to the hole, I wondered if I would even be able to get it up, considering the nervous adrenaline pumping through my body. Nevertheless, I sucked it up and moved into position. I put my hand into the hole, without any money this time. I could sense the hesitation, and thought I had lost my opportunity to exploit the situation when I suddenly felt her warm, wet lips wrap around my finger and suck on them lightly. That answered both my fears as the free opening was offered, and my cock sprang to life inside my trousers.
I wasted no time in dropping my trousers and shoving my cock into the hole. She sucked me with every bit of enthusiasm that she had all the time before. Having gone without sex for a couple of weeks, I didn’t last long under her expert care and soon shot my load into her hungry mouth. I waited for the telltale sounds of swallowing before pulling up my trousers and hurrying away.
I saw her once the next day but avoided her. It was as much for her sake as it was mine this time. I did not want to risk anyone piecing together why I was suddenly talking to the hot office girl when I had never done so before. The next night I got caught in a late meeting and rushed down to the room only to find it empty. I put my hand into the hole but to no avail. I went home that night to satisfy myself, more than a little dismayed that I would have no more of her until the following week.
Friday afternoon, however, luck smiled on me. Walking back from the bathroom, I glanced down one of the narrow side hallways and spotted Funmi out of the corner of my eye. She was holding a piece of paper and didn’t notice me watching her as she unlocked and entered the small stationary room.
Taking a quick look around to make certain all was clear, I moved down the hall. The self-locking door was open an inch. I looked around again and hurried inside, shutting the door tight behind me.
Funmi looked up at me, only half seeing me before making a double-take. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened, but whatever she was about to say caught in her throat.
”Hello,” I said quietly as I took a few steps forward.
”What are you doing in here?” she asked quickly as she looked past me to the door. She seemed to sigh when she saw it was closed tight.
”No one saw me come in after you.”
”What do you want?” Her eyes narrowed as I idly ran my hand over the shelves.
”I want to discuss our arrangement. You know, for me keeping quiet.” I tried to sound as ballsy as I could.
”I’m sucking you for free,” Funmi snapped and bit her lip when she realised that she had said it rather loudly. I couldn’t help but smile. “And I gave you a fuck,” she said quietly.
She was agitated, there was no doubt about that. As I faced her off, her dark-complexioned, pretty face scowling back at me, all I could see were her dark eyes and full, sexy lips. The feel of that body under her conservative clothes was still very fresh in my mind, as was her willingness to fuck me so readily in that stairway. I decided it would be worth the chance and pushed my luck.
”And now I want to fuck again.” My cock throbbed at my brazenness. She hesitated as if considering her options. “Just remember what I know,” I warned, putting an edge in my voice. Her eyes narrowed at my threat.
”Alright,” she said finally. “But quickly. I have to be back with the desk soon.” I smirked at her as much to myself. She was such an utter slut. I made certain that she followed my line of sight as I stepped forward and looked at her wedding ring. She didn’t even try to hide it or move it from my sight.
As I stood in front of her, I tried to kiss her on the lips, but she turned her head away, so I kissed her cheek and neck instead. She smelled good, like jasmine, and her smooth skin was as soft as I remembered it. My hands slid around her hips and small of her back before squeezing her ass as I pulled her in tight against me. I thrust my hips forward, making certain she felt my hard-on against her hip.
I took a moment to kiss and lick the exposed skin down the front of her blouse before reluctantly pulling again. I could feel her anxiety and knew that I needed to get to the dirty business or she might change her mind.
”There,” I said and gestured to a small table. She looked at the table and nodded before walking over to it. She looked fantastic from the rear as well.
Funmi didn’t hesitate as she reached under her skirt and pulled her panties off. She grabbed the hem, pulled it up to her waist and slowly bent over, leaning on the desk. It was a glorious sight, staring at her shapely legs and perfect ass. I could make out a hint of her cunt lips as she spread her legs a bit.
I had already done this, however, and as I moved behind her, I grabbed her hips and forced her to turn around. She resisted at first, but then seemed to understand. She hopped up on the table and scooted her ass to the edge, careful to adjust her skirt up around her waist.
”Hurry,” she said.
I knew she was worried about being caught, or one of her coworkers coming to look for her. But there was flush to her face and an edge in her voice that made me think she was a little turned on as well. She undid my belt with clumsy, fumbling hands, but managed to get it open and dropped my trousers to the floor. I pushed my underwear after them as her warm hand wrapped around my now throbbing hard cock.
”Fuck me,” Funmi whispered huskily as she spread her legs and grabbed onto the nearby shelves for support.
I shuffled forward and aimed my cock at her cunt. The table was almost the perfect height, and as I lined my cock up with her slit, I could feel the hot wetness that was already leaking from her. She moaned lightly as I rubbed my cock head up and down her slit before slipping into her opening. I thrust my hips forward and pushed a few inches into her hot, dripping cunt.
”Yessss,” she hissed in my ear as she closed her eyes and threw her head back.
”Fuck” I grunted. I pushed in deeper and felt her cunt muscles clenching about my cock.
As with the previous fuck, I wasted no time in starting to thrust in and out of her with all I was worth. I wanted to grab her blouse and tear it open so I could feast on her breasts but settled for watching them jiggle through her blouse. One of these days, I thought as I pounded into her, I’ll have those breasts.
Each thrust was a sensation filled experience as the small room was filled with sounds of fucking; the slapping of skin on skin, the squishing of cock into wet cunt, and the soft mews and grunts of both of us. I usually enjoyed taking my time, exploring a woman and then making love to her at length before the fucking reached this frantic pace. As her cunt worked over cock, however, I found I suddenly did not miss any of the foreplay.
I must have fucked her like that for close to five minutes, enough to start sweating, when I felt my balls start to tighten. I had to curb the impulse to slow down and make it last – this was all about speed after all – when the most unlikely thing I could have imagined happened.
”Fuck,” she squealed in my ear and wrapped her arms around my body. As I continued to thrust into her, her cunt clamped down around me as she came all over my cock.
There is nothing in the world that could have prevented my cock from exploding at that moment and I thrust into her with everything I was worth. The first glob of my cum shot deep inside her, and more quickly followed as I sprayed Funmi’s cunt, filling her with our mixed juices.
As my orgasm stopped and my cock started to soften, I was amazed to find her cunt still spasming. I allowed her to hold onto me until her body finally stopped twitching. The heat of her body and the mixed smell of cum and jasmine could have kept me there forever. I slowly pulled out with a plop.
I looked around and found a box of kleenex. Ripping it open, I grabbed a handful and cleaned myself up before handing the box to Funmi. She looked down at the cum seeping from her cunt and took it graciously.
”Thanks,” was all I could think to say and started to pull my pants up.
”Yeah,” she mumbled, refusing to look at me. I shrugged as I did up my belt and turned away.
”Guess I will see you tomorrow night,” Funmi said before I could leave. Tomorrow night? Oh, the party. I had completely forgotten about it.
”I guess you will,” I said with a smile as I looked at her over my shoulder, wondering what tomorrow night would bring. I slowly opened the door and glanced up and down the hall to make certain the way was clear. Looking back to where Funmi was quickly cleaning herself up, I wondered what the next person to come for stationary would think of the thick smell of sex in the air.
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