Fucking in the Office Rooftop Bathroom [MF]

Before we were married, my Irish spitfire of a wife and I were two dating, horny 20-somethings who fucked everywhere and anytime we could. This is one of our stories.

I was heads-down working late on a project at the office when I heard my cell phone buzz. “Still working?” the text from my girlfriend asked.

I replied yes, and then she sent, “Shame to waste this outfit. I look pretty hot…and I have fantasized about fucking you all day.

And I am still next door.”

We worked at office buildings next door to each other. It was how we had met. Now I was totally distracted, My mind raced.

“Give me 5 minutes,” I wrote back.

I speed-walked through our office to the elevator. The office was deserted. I rode the elevator to the top floor it could reach– the rooftop deck, which included a large bathroom with a door that locked. The rooftop was empty. It was a Tuesday, so a little early in the week for a rooftop gathering. By Thursday or Friday, the roof would have been jam-packed. We were only a half block from the White House, and the view was pretty spectacular.

I texted her. ” Get over here. Roof. I will call security to get you in.”

3 minutes later, the elevator doors opened to reveal my girlfriend — 5’4″ , 120 pounds, long, wavy brown hair, blue eyes, 36D chest and curvy, petite ass. She wore a black, button-up cardigan over a white halter top, a plaid skirt that fell just above her knees, and knee-high boots.

I walked to her, grabbed her face, kissed her hard, and ran my fingers through her thick, lustrous hair. Our tongues wrestled, and she moaned into my mouth. She broke the kiss, moved to my ear, and whispered, “I am going to fuck you SO HARD when we get home. But I need it right now before we go anywhere. I have been dreaming about you stretching me all day.”

I kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. She shivered, and I whispered, “There is no one here, and the bathroom locks.”
.Just for good measure I grabbed her left breast through her porches and rubbed a thumb across her nipple.

She moaned, and whispered in reply, ‘Yes. There. Now.”

I grabbed her hand and led her to and inside the bathroom, locked it behind us. She pressed herself to me, then dragged a finger along the length of my cock from bottom to top. “No foreplay. I am so wet. Just fuck me!”

I spun her around, pushed her toward the wall, and she bent and braced herself with her hands. I pulled her skirt up, yanked her panties down, and loosed my pants. They hit the floor a moment later. I took a look at her shapely, petite ass, the swollen, glistening lips presented to me, and my cock twitched. It was time.

I pushed into her, sliding deep within her, reveling in the silky, hot, slick feeling of her. She moaned, and exclaimed, “OH, YES, THAT is what I wanted all day!!” Her exclamation, along with the feeling of her all around me, pulsing, gripping, pulling me in, made my head swim.

I moved within her, pushing in, pulling out, hard, slow, then hard and fast. She moaned and yelped and whimpered and yelled, and those sounds, along with the sound of our skin slapping together, drove me wild. I pounded into her as hard as I could, and it wasn’t long before we were both going over the edge.

I grabbed her hips and drove into her hard, hard as I could, feeling my orgasm building from the base of my cock. As it raced up, I began to yell, ‘Oh God Oh God Oh God oh God,” and then exploded inside her, pulsing again and again and again. She screamed, and came hard, her legs shaking.

As we both cycled down, I leaned on her, catching my breath, and she did the same.

“Oh, babe,” she said with a giggle, “THAT was exactly what I needed.”

I laughed and told her I was glad. We put ourselves back together, and then she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me, and said, “Let’s go to my place tonight. We can be as loud as we want for an long as we want.” Then she wiggled her skirt-covered rear end at me, and said. “Can you believe I let some man fuck me in a bathroom? I have been SUCH a bad girl. I think I need a spankin’ before we fuck again.”

I grew hard again al.ost instantly.

“Let’s get there first,” I said. “Stick your head out and see if the coast is clear.”

She cracked the door, peered out, and whispered, “All clear.”

We walked across to the elevator and headed downstairs. On the way down, she jumped me, kissed me, and said, “That was so hot. I’ve never fucked in a bathroom before.”

“Me neither,” I replied, and then smacked her ass. She yelped. ” Go hail us a cab, hot girl,” I said. “We’ve got places to go and things to do. I hope your walls are as thick as you think.”

She bit her lower lip, her eyes sparkled, and she replied, “Yes, sir.”

I enjoyed the view as she sashayed out to the curb in her skirt and boots. It was going to be a good night.

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