A Chance Encounter (FM)

Reena had always enjoyed the winter holidays season. This time of the year seemed to breathe a spirit of joy and compassion in everyone. And, it always left the office usually pretty empty, as almost everyone was out on PTO, except a few who couldn’t afford to, or didn’t need to. Reena was in the latter camp, she didn’t celebrate Christmas as religiously or even culturally being that she was of Indian descent. And she didn’t have any family close by to justify taking a few days off to get together with them. She enjoyed the quiet solace of the workspace during these days, it allowed her to work at her own pace, walk about as she pleased, and sometimes, let her mind and hands wander when the slow pace of the day would get too slow and make a nice little home for the devil in her idle mind.

Today was a day like that. She had been on edge all day, but there were a few more people around the office than she would like. While working on her end of the year projects, her eyes would glaze over as her mind took her to the naughtiest corners of imagination, and her breathing would quicken. All she could do was read porn, because watching it was too risky at her desk, but that just made it worse for her. Now she was wet and without any opportunity to do anything about it.

At least it was nearing the end of the day, she’d be able to go home and find release. She was daydreaming about which dildo to use when she saw the office administrator approach her. She was a middle aged woman, with a kind face and even kinder demeanor. So when she smiled apologetically, Reena knew there was a favor about to be asked of her and she could not say no.

And now Reena was stuck at the office for another two hours because the delivery guy for their new copier was running late. “Great!” She muttered to herself as she saw people filtering out one by one, some waving to her as they left. The office had gone completely quiet, the automatic lights turning off due to the lack of movement. It had gone darker, and immediately Reena’s mind wanted to take advantage of the moment. It was 4:30 p.m. and the guy was supposed to arrive around 6 or 6:30 p.m. She had nearly two hours to kill. She smiled to herself knowing exactly what she would do to busy herself with. First thing she did was let down her hair from the bun, it was curly, black, and down to the small of her back. She ran her hands through it, loving the relaxed feeling washing down her spine. Next she got rid of the cardigan, and just kept the pink tank top she had on underneath. She leaned back in her chair, hiked up her knee length skirt and peeled off her stocking and panties next. Just the air hitting her wet pussy made her moan a little. She couldn’t wait any longer.

With her legs spread open, one hiked up on the arm of her chair, she roamed her hands down her body and soon started playing with her clit. Her other hand fumbled with her phone to put on her favorite video on, she just needed to hear the sounds of skin against skin, or moans and grunts, and filthy talk. She would take herself to the peak like this and stop, enjoying the build up of sensation every time, loosing herself in the chase for her orgasm, often pleads of “fuck me please” would slip from her lips to no one in particular but she knew she wanted to take her time getting herself there.

Soon she was panting, sweat was tricking down her cleavage, and she was ready to explode. Now, she decided to put two of her fingers in and pump relentlessly. Soon she added a third, the palm of that hand hit her clit as she quickened the pace. She was so close, moaning shamelessly, so fucking close, when she heard the faint thuds.

“Fuck please no!” she whined as the sound grew louder and more urgent. She could have cried at the loss of her fingers from her pussy, but she hurriedly wiped her hand off, stuffed her stockings and panties in a drawer, threw on her cardigan and hoped to God that her face wasn’t as flushed as it felt.

She straightened her skirt down her legs and practically ran over to the door, realizing she had forgotten to put her heels back on. “Oh well” she mumbled as she opened the door to have her eyes land on a broad chest. She had to look up significantly to meet the man’s eyes, which were that stark blue that’s usually reserved for hot actors. The man was looking at her expectantly, and she quickly stepped aside from the door, wedging a door stopper with her bare foot. The guy looked at her feet, and then slowly panned up her body to meet her eyes, now with an eyebrow slightly quirked up in a question. She could feel the blush blooming on her cheeks. “I’m sorry it took me a minute to open the door.” She said just to move the conversation along, and he waved her off. “No problem at all, I should be apologizing for being late.” He said as he hauled the copier in through the doorway, she pointed towards the nook where it was supposed to go.

She looked at the clock and it was only 5:15 pm, “Actually, you’re early! Jean had told me you’d be here by 6 at the earliest.” He was fidgeting with the packing material and set up, but he looked back at her, with a certain spark in his eyes that she couldn’t understand. “Ah, so that explains the relaxed look.” He pointedly looked at her bare feet again, and she instinctively wiggled her toes. He laughed a little at that and she joined him, “Well yeah! I had two hours to kill, I wasn’t going to keep my heels on for that!”

“Hey! I’m not complaining. I mean, they are nice feet.” He said as if he was commenting on the weather, and went back to his work. She just stood there, digesting the comment and trying not to think about it too much. Besides, it was quiet the view. He was wearing a fitted henley and she could see his arms and back muscles shifting through it. He was squatting down to the floor, so she had a good view of his muscular thighs in his utility pants as well. And he was a good foot taller than her small 5″2 stature. She couldn’t help but bring her legs together and seek some friction just looking at the man.

“So do you have any other deliveries after this?” She asked just to keep her mind away from images of straddling the man and fucking herself on his cock. *God, now i’m thinking about his cock. I hope he has a nice cock. Shut up Reena!* She realized she had missed what he was saying until the last few words, “…all done for the day! How about you? Any big evening plans you had to give up to stay here?” He asked, as he got up off the floor after completing the set up. He turned around to face her, his intense eyes seeking out hers and not letting go. Reena wasn’t big on eye contact, a shy and reserved person by nature, but something about him made her let go of her usual demeanor. She just shook her head no in answer, and saw him step closer. She wanted to step back but she was already leaning against the hallway wall. She felt trapped but in the most exciting way. He was pretty close to her when he asked the next question, tucking a strand of her loose hair behind her ear, the gesture so intimate coming from a complete stranger, “So what were you doing anyways, to pass the time?”

His face said he already knew, but the gasp that escaped Reena’s lips was music to his ears. Her big brown eyes were looking up at him, cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment, she bit her lower lip to keep herself from saying anything stupid. He leaned in even closer, and whispered in her ear, lips almost brushing her skin, “I could see it on you.” Then he ran his nose up the curve of her neck, “I could smell it on you.” Then he slowly brought his face merely an inch away from her face, his hands on the wall, trapping her in, surrounding her, “Hell, I can still smell it on you.” He said with a smile on his face, like he was proud of her or something. Reena on the other hand was melting under all this attention. Her breathing was all over the place, her thighs were rubbing against each other without shame, she had to grab her skirt to keep her hands to herself. This man was in her head and she wanted him to just do something about it. She whimpered despite herself, and the man moved in even closer if that was even possible. He wedged his leg between her thighs, grinding it up against her heat and she moaned at that. She was far too gone for any shame now. She needed this, and this gift was being delivered to her by the Gods.

She moved her hips a little more and felt herself ignite, while he laughed a little looking at this woman completely loosing herself in her pleasure and he hadn’t even started yet. “Enjoying yourself?” He asked, a smile gracing his lips, and she opened her eyes, nodding in response and smiled shyly back at him. “Did you cum before?” He asked, his hand finding her chin to keep her from looking away. His other hand started tracing down her breasts, pulling the cardigan off her arm to see and feel more of her caramel skin. She was gonna shake her head in answer, but he grabbed her face tighter. “Use your words princess. Did you cum before?” The change in tone, the minute show of roughness, sent a shiver down her whole body. She licked her lips and his eyes followed the movement like a hungry predator. “No. I didn’t cum before.” She answered, and he almost growled at that. “Let’s take care of that, shall we?” He said he started removing her cardigan completely, and hiking her skirt up.

She felt like a doll, out of control and completely under a spell. His groan and almost prayer like utterance of the “Fuckk look at you!” brought her out of her trance, and she realized she hadn’t put her panties back on earlier. “You wanted me to find you like this? Huh?” He brought his hand between her legs and cupped her mound. She instinctively ground against it. “Eager little slut.” He laughed while running his fingers through her slick folds. “So fucking wet.” All of a sudden he was on his knees in front of her, putting one of her legs on his shoulder, completely exposing her pussy to him. He made a big show of taking a long sniff, his nose touching her clit. She moved her hips for more, and he looked up at her, the stern look returning on his face. “Patience princess! You’ll get to cum, don’t worry.” And then his mouth was on her and she was reduced to a mess of moans and begging, her hands gripping his hair, while one of his gripped her leg and the other groped her tits over her bra. His tongue was expert at simultaneously fucking her and licking her clit, she was lost in the sensations he was bestowing upon her. He would enter his tongue in her pussy and she would clench, needing to be filled. That made him moan against her sex and the vibrations drove her crazy. “You want that pussy filled, princess?” She nodded in answer again, and he slapped her clit, making her jump a little in his hands. He slapped it again with each word, “Use. Your. Fucking. Words.” And she moaned wantonly from this new feeling of pain and pleasure.

“Yes please, I need my pussy filled, fuck me please!” She pretty much yelled, as her hips moved against the air while he let her beg for more. “Well princess, since you asked so nicely…” and he plunged two fingers in without any resistance, groaning at the warmth enveloping his fingers. “Fuck, so wet, so needy, so ready. Where the fuck did you come from my pretty little slut?” All she had as an answer was more moans and more begging. “Please don’t fucking stop, I’m so close..i’m so fucking close, fuck” and he could feel it on his fingers, her pussy clamping down, her legs starting to shake, “That’s my good girl, cum on my fingers, cum on a strangers fingers like the good little slut you are.” The more he spoke the more she responded, her whole body going stiff for a second before the flood gates opened and she let go like a rubber band snapping inside her. He massaged her clit as she came down from her high, and licked her pussy to taste his hard work. “Fucking delicious, as suspected.” He smiled up at her and found her laughing.

“Jesus, that was…” she trailed off, still too lost in the high for any words. “Well, my name is David, but I’ll take the compliment.” He said, feeling all too good about himself, as he got up from his knees and brought his fingers to her mouth. She had done that several times on her own, tasting herself like that, but it was exponentially more sexier when a guy did it. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his fingers and sucked, swirling her tongue and getting everything last drop of herself.

His already hard cock twitched in his pants at the sight. He could tell she would be talented at cock sucking, but as much as he wanted to see her on her knees, he really wanted to make this woman cum on his cock today, like right now. He pulled his fingers out of her mouth and she smiled sweetly up at him, some of the shyness leaving her finally. “Well thank you David. I’m Reena, and it’s been an absolute pleasure meeting you.”

“Oh we’re not done yet princess.” He grabbed her by the waist and picked her up, she wrapped her legs around him and he asked her where the nearest conference room was. She happily guided him towards one as they licked and bit and tasted each other some more. Finally, he set her back on her feet and immediately started taking her tank top off, he wanted to see those tits. Reena was in a hurry to feel his hands on her too, so she obliged eagerly. While she took her skirt off, he took his t-shirt off in one swoop showing a fairly hairy chest and muscular torso that made Reena say “Fuck me” out loud. He had to laugh at that, “I’m about to princess.” He stepped close again and brought his mouth to her tits. They were nice perky D cups with brown nipples that reminded him of chocolate. He sucked on one while pinching the other, and the moans she was letting out of her mouth told him she liked a bit of pain with her pleasure. What he would give to see her bound and clamped. *Not the moment now David.*

He took his pants and boxers off, and finally freed his cock that Reena had wondered about earlier. She hungrily looked at it. It was a thing of beauty. She wanted to worship it for hours. She quickly dropped to her knees, her hands finding his length and wrapping around the girth that made her worry for a second. He was thick, veiny and probably at least 8 inches long if not more. She was gonna get fucked today.

“Princess, I appreciate you wanting to reciprocate, but I really wanna feel your pussy on my cock.” He said through measured breaths as Reena spit on his cock and pumped it a bit more. She looked up at him pouting, “But I really wanna taste it.”

“Fuck! How can I deny you anything.” He said as he put his hand at the back of her head and guided his cock close to her mouth. She licked the whole shaft from base to tip before putting it in her mouth. And God almighty this woman was good. She was playing with his balls while swirling her tongue around his dick like an expert, bobbing her head up and down and taking more and more of him in until he hit the back of her throat but she still kept going. The way she was moaning around his cock was making his knees shaky. He was gonna cum in her mouth if she kept at it. While any other time he would have loved to, but he wanted something else today. It was the hardest thing he had to do when he held her neck and pulled her off his dick. Her pout was the cutest fucking thing ever. “You got your taste princess. I wanna cum inside your pussy today, not your mouth.” He said while still holding on to her neck and getting her up off the floor.

He picked her up and laid her down on the conference room table. She hissed a little at the cold feeling against her heated skin, but soon forgot everything else as he teased the tip of his cock against her needy little pussy. He ran his hand through her neatly trimmed pubic curls, and whispered “hmm soft” before bringing his thumb down to her clit to massage it as he slowly pushed in. The pain of the stretch was balanced by his thumb circling her clit. And soon he had bottomed out in her pussy. He held her legs up in his hands, opened wide so he could see himself enter her pussy again and again. She wiggled her hips, silently urging him to move. He brought his hand to her breasts and pinched a nipple, making her moan and move her hips more, and he took his dick almost all the way out only this time to slam it all the way in. She downright screamed in ecstasy. Then his pace was relentless. He was fucking her like a crazed man, finally getting what he wanted.

“This what you needed? When you were fingering yourself? You needed a cock to fill you up. Look at you creaming around a stranger’s cock like a whore. Still blushing like a virgin, but you love knowing who you are.” He kept saying the filthiest things to her as he fucked her to the brink of another orgasm. Her hand flew to her clit, the words “I’m gonna cum” on her lips when he stopped and took his dick out of her. He slapped her clit again. “I asked you a question, slut. Who are you?”

He pulled her up off the table, stood her up, turned her around and bent her over. Three quick smacks found her ass and her pussy gushed even more. He slipped three fingers in and laughed at her needy cunt. “Who are you?” He asked as he pumped a few times and stopped right when she was about to start shaking in pleasure. Her moans and protests were music to his ear. He grabbed her hair and arched her back, his cock brushing her pussy, making her arch her back further into him, chase his cock. “I said”, he smacked her other ass cheek, “Who the fuck are you?” This time she answered, almost crying in need “I’m a slut, I’m a dirty fucking slut, all I wanna do is cum all the time. Please make me cum, please fill me up.” And he plunged his cock right back in her wanting pussy, she almost laughed in relief before his relentless pace brought her orgasm in almost a surprise. He brought his other hand around her body and rubbed her clit to make her cum again on his dick and all she could do was scream, her pleasure so intense, nothing like she had ever experienced before. And she wanted more. He was still fucking into her and rubbing her clit, so she brought his other hand to her neck and begged him to choke her. He obliged and soon she was cumming again on his cock. Her pussy wanted to milk him, and she could feel him stuttering in pace, so she put her hands on his ass and urged him to fill her up. “I wanna feel your cum inside me, please fucking do it.” As if the magic words had been spoken, she felt him pulsing inside her and she could feel the wash of the warm cum on her walls. He held her there, as he filled her up, and kept rubbing her clit until she could feel another orgasm building up inside her. “That’s right baby, give me one more, I know you can. You’ve been so good, give me one more orgasm. Be a good girl, there you go!” She was soon shaking in his arm and feeling her and his cum leaking down both of their legs.

To say she was spent would be an understatement. “Holy fuck” She laughed as she turned around and he laughed with her, both at an ease that was odd given that they were complete strangers. “I don’t know about holy, but it was definitely a fuck.” He retorted and it made her laugh again. “You’re funny! I mean aside from being amazing at ..all that.” She said, her shyness returning a little. He found it cute. But he still teased her, “All that? You mean making you cum multiple times?” Her answering blush made him want to kiss her. And he did just that, pulled her close and kiss her deep until they were both breathless. “What was that for?” She asked, a little surprised to be honest. He shrugged, ” I don’t know, felt like it.” He kissed her cheek again as he handed her the clothes while getting dressed himself.

They both walked out to the door in silence, their hands and bodies brushing against each other a bit as they walked. The heat had subdued but connection lingered. She looked up at him as he was about to exit. “Um.. thank you.” She said barely above a whisper. He pulled a pen out of his back pocket and extended his hand out to her. She put her hand there, with a quizzical look on her face. He wrote down his number in a neat handwriting and then kissed her hand. Another one of those intimate gestures. “Well.. you have my number now. Can I hope to hear from you?” She was definitely surprised but elated to see that she wasn’t going to be a random fuck for this guy. She nodded quickly, and he smiled, this time without the stern tone and said to her, “Use your words princess!” She laughed and corrected herself.

“Yes.”

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