The Time I[M] Broke My Rule About Co-Workers[F] Part 3

The next morning, I awoke to my alarm at 0530, Sarah still cuddled up next to me. Her skin looked soft and smooth, she was sleeping hard. I notice bruises forming on her ass cheeks from my belt. I gently woke her up and told her to go get ready for work. That I would meet her at the bus stop. I hopped into the shower, and heard her leave. When I got out of the shower, I found her panties, a small turquoise thong on my bed. I tucked them under the pillow and got ready for my day.

At work, we kept things professional. I spent most of the day, feeling like shit, I had one rule. Don’t play with co-workers or don’t shit where you eat. I had fun, and wouldn’t have thought twice if she wasn’t a co-worker. I finally decided after a few hours that we needed to talk, set boundaries and see where things go from there.

It was Friday, and we each had plans for the weekend with our friends. Sarah went out with her girls and I went to explore the area with 2 buddies. I had deployed with these guys and they knew I wasn’t the kind of guy to go to the bars, but I let them drag me along on Saturday night anyway. I hadn’t spoke to Sarah since work on Friday. I had decided to be the designated driver for the evening and watch them get fucked up and try to pick up some girls.

I was sitting at the bar and watching my buddies hit on some local girls. One of them came to get me, “Bro, we need you. Come distract their friend, she keeps cock blocking us.” I walked over and started to talk to the three girls and gave most of my attention to the girl my boys were not into. I had gotten her into a conversation about religion and morales and she seemed to be enjoying herself as my friends and hers disappeared to the dance floor. I had done my job as wing man, I honestly had no interest in this girl. But the conversation was nice.

We had been talking for a while, and I glanced over her shoulder to see Sarah across the dim room. She was wearing a short black strapless dress and silver high heels. She was on her phone, when she looked up, she looked directly at me, no smile, no wave, she looked annoyed. My phone chimed from my pocket. I checked my phone, Sarah had text me, “Who is that bitch?” My first thoughts were to ignore her jealous text, however I quickly texted back, “nobody, just playing wingman for Chris and Tom.”

I returned my attention to the girl I was speaking with. She had turned and started watch our friends on the dance floor, they were grinding and dancing pretty intensely, “They always do this, hooking up with random guys.” She said. “Nothing wrong with having fun.” I responded. She looked annoyed now, “I am gonna get a cab and go back to our place. It was nice talking to you.” And she left me sitting at the table by myself.

I glanced across the room and saw Sarah on the dance floor with her girls, random guys attempting to dance with them. Sarah looked good. God, we needed to talk.

I sat by myself for a while, and my buddies came back periodically to get drinks and after a while they decided to go home with the girls they had met. I grabbed my stuff and was getting ready to leave and my phone chimed again. It was Sarah, “not even gonna say hello.” She was watching me. I texted her back, “we gotta talk privately.”

“Don’t be so serious, we can talk later, come say hello,” was her response. “Fine.”, I was a little annoyed with her. Something about her, made it hard for me to resist. I grabbed my things and saw them at a table in the corner, chatting and having a drink. I walked over and said hello to all of them. I took the only seat left next to Sarah. “Hi,” she said happy to see me. “Enjoying your night out?” I asked. “Not as much as the other night,” she said with a smile. I shook my head. Her friends turned and were talking with two guys we knew from the squadron. Sarah grabbed my hand under the table and placed it on her bare leg. We talked about random things, she slowly pulled my hand up her thigh under her dress, I could feel the warmth of your pussy. She leaned into me and whispered in my ear, “I get so wet just thinking about the other night.”

I knew I should have left. I should have controlled myself, but I couldn’t or rather didnt want to. We continued our conversation and she had another drink. “Maybe you should drink some water,” I told her. She leaned into me again and quietly said, “maybe you should come fuck me in the bathroom.” Again, I shook my head at her behavior. She stood up and pulled her dress down and headed to the rest room. I sat there for a minute and my phone chimed. It was Sarah, “handicap bathroom.” I rolled my eyes, she was trouble. But, I couldn’t think straight. I grabbed my things and said good night to her friends. I made my way to the bathrooms and knocked on the handicap bathroom door. Sarah opened the door and pulled me inside by my tie. Quickly closed the door and locked it.

Once inside, I pushed her against the wall. Kissing her with a primal passion. Her lips were sweet like candy. Our tongues dancing together. My hand somehow ended up in her neck, “fuck me!” She begged. I quickly spun her around and bent her over the sink, pulled her dress up over her ass and pulled her thong panties, black this time, to the side. The bruises from my belt were not yellow on her cheeks. I grabbed a condom from my pocket and undid my pants and put it on. I quickly rubbed her pussy with my fingers, she was soaked. And without a second thought, I entered her from behind. I started slow, but quickly picked up my pace. I grabbed her dress, pulling her back into me as I thrust forward. I fucked her with no mercy, harder than I had ever done before. All my restraint and control gone. It didn’t last more than five minutes and I felt her tighten around me as she let out a very loud moan, I filled the condom.

I regained my composure and straightened myself up. Threw the condom in the toilet and flushed it. Sarah was still leaning against the sink, disheveled, and barely standing. I grabbed her again and brought her to her feet. Kissed her again softly, “We need to talk. Come to my room tomorrow night.” She nodded in acknowledgement. She started to stand of her own accord and I washed my hands. I gave her a final kiss, and one on her forehead. “Go enjoy the rest of your night.” And I left, heading to my car and back to base.

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