Ohhh...god...yessss..." She could barely get the words out, gasping as the strangers cock hammered her from behind...
They had met just moments before in the elevator...Tall, well-dressed, with dark piercing eyes that locked on hers just before she turned to face the doors--she wanted to turn and take one more look at him and have something to think about at her desk that morning--Instead, as a crowd jammed the small space, she was compelled to move back toward him until she felt her hip brush slightly against his leg..."Sorry," she had said with a quick glance over her shoulder...The stranger did not reply, but rather put his hand on her hip and with somehow gentle, yet insistent pressure--moved her slightly sideways until she was directly in front of him...More workers pried their way into the elevator...She inched back, expecting the stranger to do the same...He held his ground...she felt a hardness against small of her back...Her mind raced--"Is that his cock? Does he have a hard-on right here in the elevator?"...She felt a hand slip to her ass ...With their position in the back corner, fellow passengers could not see as the strangers hand slowly moved up to the waist of her skirt...His thumb hooked inside the band of her skirt and hose and he pulled her back...
...She should stop this right now...what was she doing, letting this man do this...At the same time she was nervous, excited...she felt her nipples stiffen as the strangers bulge pressed hard against her...She couldn't believe what she felt herself doing next--lifting her heels from the carpeted floor...Standing on tip-toes and pressing her ass back against his rock-hard cock...
The elevator began to empty as it climbed higher...The stranger released his grip and she settled back to the floor...The doors opened at the next floor and she felt the man begin to move past her...When he reached the elevator door, the stranger turned and looked at her for just the second time..."Coming?" he asked as he kept the door from closing with his foot...
She hesitated for just a moment before following him out the door and down the hall...Her mind was racing and out of control--She could not remember ever feeling this way or acting this way...But she could not deny the wetness between her legs or the fact that she was almost trembling with anticipation as she followed him.
He stopped at a door, reached in and removed a key from his jacket...Opening the door, he held it open and motioned her inside. She almost fled...almost...she should be at her desk, she should be making coffee...she should be---getting fucked by a stranger in an empty office...the floodgates opened as thought rushed through her head...She would let this man have his way with her...be taken in this office...fucked like a nasty slut while her boss wondered why she was late to work.
He closed the door behind them.
She turned to face him, but he spun her around and moved her toward the desk at the back of the small outer office. She felt his hand once again slide inside the band of her skirt, slipping beneath her pantyhose and down along the crack of her ass until it was between her legs rubbing her already wet slit...
"Nice and wet," he told her, "ready to get fucked, aren't you..." It was a statement, not a question. She leaned forward across the desk to give him even better access and he slid two fingers inside her moist cunt...Her breathing quickened, keeping pace with the fingers moving in and out of her pussy.
He leaned forward putting his body weight against her and whispered into her ear...
"Pull down your skirt." When she hesitated briefly he said it again--louder and more commanding--"Pull it down, now. Show me your ass."
She did as she was told, but before she could step out of the skirt and pull off her pantyhose he again had her bent over the desk, his weight on top of her as he continued to finger fuck his new found slut...
...She could not believe how wet her pussy felt as his fingers slid in and out of her...She tried to lift up slightly from the desk so she could look down between her legs and watch him finger-fucking her, but his weight pressed down on her even more insistently as her juices dripped down herinner thigh...
She felt his hand slide up from between her legs and between the cheeks of her ass. He lifted his weight off her slightly as his other hand reached down and pulled her ass cheek to one side. His finger rubbed against her butthole, reflexes made her rectum clinch and she heard the strangers low laugh..."Don't worry, I'll get it nice and wet first," he whispered in her ear...His hand moved back down between her legs and it felt as if he was trying to push his whole hand inside her...She pushed back against his fingers, lifting her hips from the desk and thrusting back--she'd never been fisted, but she found herself wondering what it might feel like...
Again the stranger took his fingers out of her slippery cunt and moved the small distance to her ass...She felt him push against her rosy pink petal and a finger slide inside her ass...She couldn't help but let out a low moan as the digit worked its way inside her...
