He breathed deeply and cracked a smile, actually happy to be arriving at work. But not because he was particularly excited about his job. He knew in a matter of seconds he'd get to lay his eyes on her again. He locked his car and wondered what outfit she might have chosen for the day. She never disappoints in that area, partially because she has style but also because her body underneath the clothes could make a poncho look good. As usual, the building maintenance guy was hanging around his closet, but today he dropped his keys as he entered. Seeing this, he was pulled out of his excitement and briefly thought about telling the janitor, but had a better idea. So he picked them up and entered the office, feeling a bit guilty but knowing he would make the use of them worth it, already thinking about when the best time to execute his plan would be.
When it was time, he skype messaged her, "Meet me in the empty room at the end of the hall on the way to the cafe. Suite 155."
And his status immediately changed to away. She turned and saw him walking with purpose towards whatever he had planned. She remembered to breathe, felt her heart slamming against her rib cage and got up to follow, as coolly as she could manage. If she wasn't wearing pants, she'd be dripping all the way down her thigh. As she passed a co-worker on the way out, she tried to muster a normal smile but only felt herself flush even more. A few steps later and finally out the door, now she had to find this new room she had never entered, only to be entered herself. Or so she hoped. Glancing around to see if there was another in the hall, she saw she was alone and proceeded with excitement. She could feel her nipples perking up and beginning to show through her bra. It felt good but she wanted more, and had to resist the urge to touch herself as she continued. Stopping to check the suite numbers, she realized she was already in front of the door he had mentioned. If she was wet before, she was soaked now. She breathed in deep and put her hand on the knob, exhaled, and pushed in. Darkness greeted her, and he spoke.
"Shut the door and step inside."
Her body fluttering, she obeyed and heard the door shut, still not seeing him. A moment passed, anticipation building, and then she felt his hands. Soft at first, as they briefly explored her hips before coming firmly down her ass and grabbing forcefully. He pulled her in and she felt two things: his wet lips on hers, and his bulge against her thigh. Both pleased her and she began to kiss back. The total lack of light only heightened their sense of touch as they took turns choosing new places on the other's body to grip. She palmed his ass, he squeezed her breasts. She felt the small of his back, he ran his hand up her neck to the back of her head. She felt his arms, he slid his hand in between her thighs. He rubbed back and forth and felt the warmth, and continued to feel his lips on hers as she playfully used her teeth to bite him. Deciding he didn't want the denim barrier any longer, he unbuttoned her pants and pushed the zipper down. He put his thumbs inside of the band of her thong and slid them around her hips to her ass and pulled down. Her jeans dropped down her thighs, getting caught briefly on her calves before he helped her step out of them.
She was exposed now, skin touching the darkness. He ran his hands up the outsides of her legs and planted them on her naked cheeks. He squeezed and rubbed, grunting at how juicy it felt. Not wanting to let go, but also eager to join her in nakedness, he shed his own pants and stepped into her, pressing his pulsating cock against her pelvis and pulling her harder into it. The lust was building faster now and he moved his hips away, pushed his dick down in between her thighs so it slid against her wet pussy, but not penetrating her yet. He thrust back and forth as she moaned from the combination of stimulation and the desire for him to be inside her. Leaning harder on her, she had to step back and found her back kissing the cold wall. Knowing this, he pulled back, grabbed her by the waist and spun her around. Palms planted against the plaster, she turned her head to find his lips once again, only they didn't stay on her mouth. He began to kiss her neck, letting his tongue venture out and leave a wet streak. She felt his teeth on her shoulder and he breathed in heavily, showing his pleasure.
"Stick your ass out," he whispered, and she shoved her hips as far away from the wall as she could.