Several weeks after my first encounter in the restroom I had another meeting scheduled at that same office building so I was a little distracted going there. I was a bit nervous about running into the guy I talked to, the guy that sucked my cock in the restroom there. It would have been especially uncomfortable for me if suddenly he showed up at my meeting or something.
I'm not gay, so what happened there was just a fluke, not something I planned to repeat. I figured if I needed to go to the restroom I could always go to a different floor. Anyway, I tried not to let the prospect of running into this guy bother me too much, but even as I rode the elevator up, what happened there last time was on my mind.
Admittedly it was a better blowjob than I had ever had before, but when I think about it, I guess a guy might really know exactly what to do, simply from his own experience. It is obviously something you don't bring up with your wife or girlfriend, her lack of technique in oral sex. Usually it is such a rare occurrence that you simply settle for what you can get. It was satisfying to feel and see him swallow.
Almost missing my floor, I caught the elevator door as it was just shutting again and slipped out onto the corridor. I didn't look around any, instead I headed straight for the office where my meeting was. Once in the meeting I found my worries about running into the fellow were ill-founded and things went as normal. The meeting took a couple of hours and just as it was breaking up, I stepped out to head to the restroom.
I figured I'd find the stairs, go down one floor and stop in there before heading out. Unfortunately, as I stepped out of the office someone called my name and he began talking about something we discussed in the meeting. He basically walked with me down the hall and to the restroom, where I stepped inside. (I didn't figure I could come up with a logical excuse to run down a flight of stairs just to go to the bathroom).
Once inside we finished our conversation he stepped over and washed his hands as I headed to the urinal. Of course I had just started when my friend finished washing and left. Now I was alone in the restroom, standing at the very same urinal that I had the last time I was here.
Before I could finish, the door opened and I saw a familiar face and when he stepped up to the urinal next to me, I saw a familiar cock. Feeling uncomfortable now I tried to hurry but couldn't, once again I had too many diet beverages while at the meeting. Since I had planned to stop off at another restroom, I really didn't pay attention to what I drank.
"I see you're back. Have you been thinking of me?"
"Yes, but not in the way you think," I replied.
"But you're back."
