I’ve always been bad with time management.

It was 8:47 when I smeared on my lipstick and ran out the door with my heels in my hand. The door almost closed and locked on me when I remembered my keys were still on the hook. I jumped back in my apartment and the lock snagged a long run in my hose. No time to change them, I tried to pull my skirt down a little bit to cover it. I was a total mess for my second day at the new job.

I hit the elevator button and slipped my shoes on as the door opened. I looked up and saw Jack staring at the rip on my leg, his eyes widened and I could tell we both were remembered vividly how I showed him what I could do with my throat in the community gym last week. “In a hurry?” he said. His dark eyes seemed to look right through me.

Looking away, I pressed the button for the lobby and faced the door, I didn’t have the time or energy for this. In the reflection of the elevator doors I stared at his chest, barely visible from underneath his jacket. He was tall, lean, and muscular. I could see the bulge in his jeans and I felt like I could still taste his cum. He’s clothes didn’t show it at the time but you could tell from the shape of his neck that he was fit. I looked up and saw him staring at my ass as the doors opened to the lobby. I was about to step out when I realized I had forgotten my orientation folder on the dining room table! I stopped short and Jack ran into me, I turned and we awkwardly stepped past each other as I pressed the button back up to my floor. Jack turned and stared at me blankly as the doors closed between us.

I look at my watch, “How is it 8:59 already?!” I think as I grab the folder from my dining room table. I put the folder in my mouth as I fumble with my keys while stepping out of the door a second time this morning. Tripping on the threshold, one of my shoes slips off as I stumble and land right into Jack’s arms. I look back at him in shock, “Jack, what are you doing here?” He stares at me for a moment, expressionless. Jack kisses me forcibly and practically carries me back into my apartment. He breaks away from the kiss and I see my heel still on the floor in the hallway outside as the door closes with finality. “I can’t do this right now!” The way he stares makes me question if he can even hear me. I realize my hands are on his arms, I pull them away. He grabs me by my hair and shoves me down until I’m on my knees. “Take it out,” he says in his deep voice. I look up at him, my hair still in his hand. My hesitation frustrates him, he unzips his pants and pulls out his huge cock. “I’m already late fo-” my words fade into a mumble as he shoves his dick into my mouth. My hands touch his legs and I feel them flex as he shoves himself down my throat causing my neck to bulge. He slowly pushes in and out, gripping my hair tightly. Out of reflex I immediately begin to suck as he pumps himself into me. He pulls out and slobber drips out onto my white cotton blouse. I gasp for air as he shoves in again and begins thrusting with a rhythm. Being used like this makes me so wet, but so conflicted. I can’t lose this job! I look up and we lock eyes as he shoves every inch of his massive cock into my mouth. I try to move my tongue to get him off quicker but can’t. He fills my mouth completely. This goes on for some time, his cock pounding down my throat, me gasping for air, spit dripping down my chin, eventually I feel his shaft tense up. He’s on the edge of cumming when I pull my head away and begin stroking him, aiming his cock to shoot his cum into my mouth. His cock pulses and throbs, almost there, before he grabs my wrist and pulls my hand away, yanking me to my feet and turning me around.

“No, Jack, please just finish! I have to go!” He wraps his hand around my mouth muffling me as he rips the neck of my blouse pulling it down to expose my tits. The bra goes down with it and my left breast pops out. We make eye contact in the mirror at the end of the hall and he smiles as he rips the shirt even further for effect. He squeezes my exposed breast firmly. I squirm, but he holds me tight. He pushes me forward suddenly and pulls up my skirt. Quickly he pulls my panties down to my knees and puts his hand back over my mouth as he lines up his cock. I scream into his hand as he buries himself into me. I’m so turned on that I cum as soon as he enters. He holds himself there until my knees stop shaking. As soon as he sees that I’m conscious and able to support myself again he slowly begins pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. As I become more and more awake, his pace increases until hes holding my hands behind my back with my face pressed into the wall while I get fucked roughly from behind. His cock stretches me to capacity and I can tell he’s not even pushing all the way in. I look at him and fuck him back. We meet at a rhythm, staring hard at each other. He groans, we crash into each other one final time as he unloads his cum deep inside me. I squeeze him tightly as I orgasm a second time. We stand there for a moment, shaking on the verge of passing out. After a while he pulls out, zips up, and leaves without a word. Before my door closes, he kicks my shoe in from the hallway. The thought that a neighbor might have seen my shoe and heard my muffled screams turns me on. I slide down the wall, into a cum filled slump and look at my clothes. My hose, blouse, skirt, and panties all either torn or covered in cum.

I’m not sure what my excuse is going to be for work.

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