Cumming in the basement at work [MF]

I am 3 hours into my shift at the restaurant I used to work at. I keep looking outside for him: the cook everyone tells me I shouldn’t mess with. He’s tall, dark, handsome. He has a reputation for being unfriendly. He was plenty friendly to me though. Especially last week when we were making out in his car outside of my house.

I couldn’t sleep with him that first time, because I am just not that kind of woman. I need to make sure the juice is worth the squeeze before I go there with someone. But fuck did I want to. I could barely walk after he left. I furiously masturbated all night, not sleeping at all.

He comes in, I know my face is red from looking at him. I announce to the staff that I am going to the basement to look through the boxes of paperwork like my boss asked me to. Like I could have done hours ago but didn’t.

I go outside and around the back of the building and down the steps. My heart pounding. I unlock the door and step inside. I open the first box and bring out the documents I was asked obtain. Then I hear the door creaking. “I was wondering if you needed help down here,” he said, walking towards me and getting down on the floor on his knees with me.

“Sure,” I say, telling him what we are looking for in the boxes. He takes out a stack of papers, making me wonder why the fuck he came down here if he’s not going to make a move on me.

“I loved the other night.” He tells me, putting the papers down and caressing my face. Pulling me towards him, he kisses me slow and gentle. It’s been a long time since someone made me feel this nervous.

I pull away and tell him we are going to get caught. I’m a paranoid person, I don’t want to lose my job.

“Okay,” he says standing up and pulling me up as well. I wipe my lipstick off his lips. He motions towards the door so we can go back upstairs before anyone notices we are both missing. He lets me go first.

When I am at the door he comes up behind me, pulling me close. I can feel his dick against my ass, his lips on my neck, his hands on my waist. I let out a sigh, I am officially turned on. He breathes into my neck sending chills down my spine. His hands move from my waist to my belt buckle, expertly undoing it and sliding his hand into my pants. “Let’s not go up yet,” he says, rubbing my clit over my panties. He has yet to actually touch my pussy. Everything we did the other night was over the pants.

Im at the doorway with the door cracked, and he’s running his fingers just inside the band of my underwear. I feel a rush down south and I know I’m dripping wet. “Can I touch you?” He asks. I nod, not able to speak.

His fingers glide into my panties and to my clit. His dIck gets harder. I can feel his desire for me building. Then one of the employees opens the back door to take out the trash. I tense up, telling him someone is there. “Shh,” he says “relax, he’s not going to see.” He puts his hand that isn’t in my pants over my mouth and continues to play with my pussy. I am trying not to moan but it feels too good.

The guy goes out of sight as the cook continues expertly pleasuring me. I am moaning a lot now, but it’s stifled by his huge hand over my mouth. “Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” I can’t believe I am about to cum In the doorway to the basement at work. Just as I reach the peak the guy comes back from taking the trash out. I can tell he’s looking at the door cracked open. But it’s dark. “He can’t see,” the cook says, “and I know you need to cum for me. Be good and cum for me please.”

So I do.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d103y5/cumming_in_the_basement_at_work_mf

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