Okay, so, there I was one night after a long day of work, horny as usual. I had stayed back in my office to take a breather and decompress a little before I wrapped up and put on an episode of the latest show I was watching. The workplace had died down quite a bit but I could still hear some chatter in the hallways. I heard a knock on my door and then it opened a second or two later. It was one of my colleagues that I had been talking to a lot more recently and we had become pretty good friends. Now, for a while there had been noticeably growing sexual tension between us and at times it was so thick that it was near unbearable. I paused my show and we talked about the day and about some upcoming plans, the conversation following the typical flow between us. But then there was a moment where all conversation stopped and our eyes stayed locked.
Now, this wasn’t the first time this had happened, and I couldn’t tell you why this particular moment was different than before, but I could tell that something had changed. Conversation started back up and we found ourselves once more in quiet, with only the slight outside bustling in the background. We found ourselves on our feet and close to each other. I can’t recall what exactly had been said but I’m the next moment, I had my fingers inside of her and we had started making out. This continued for a bit until a knock interrupted. It was another coworker dropping some work off, and they were on their way. We quickly resumed after a brief moment to make sure their footsteps had faded in the distance. What was making out quickly turned into her up against the door, bent over, presenting her wet pussy to me. All it took was a look back at me and the next moment my cock was slipping into her.
A slight, hand-over-mouth, moan escaped her as the entirety of my cock filled her. Slow thrusting hastened into muffled slapping of her ass with each stroke, noises being held back as best they could. Footsteps were now on the other side of the door and I slowed, only the slight sounds of how wet she was escaping. The mystery footsteps passed and we resumed. The sight of her body bent for me and the recoil that followed every thrust quickly brought me to the point of no return. I gripped into her, my pace becoming sporadic as I came. I could feel her pussy filling with my cum, and eventually stillness and silence, other than quieted breaths. I slowly pulled out and saw my load spill out, but only some. She took a breath and pulled her panties up and got dressed. We kissed and then headed out of the office one at a time. I saw her ahead of me as we walked out from work, and I smiled knowing that she was absolutely filled with my cum. All I could think at that moment was “Damn, I hope this isn’t the last time.”
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