Office Basement and Stairs [MF]

At a previous job of mine, I was in an affair with a coworker who had a full family schedule. We would mostly fool around right after work or more often than not, in the office. There was a basement that no one visited as it was mostly storage and a server room (also rarely visited).

It was a long hallway of a basement with access on either side only via stairs. When both of us were horny on the busier days, we would text each other to meet at the stairs. On days she wore a dress or skirt, she would slip off her panties at her desk for the occasion. I would stand behind her, a couple steps down and lick her pussy from behind. From time to time I would penetrate with a finger, but that always led to a quicky.

Sometimes we would leave one side of the basements lights off and fuck on the floor in the dark. On the off chance a coworker came down, the light would alert us. Our office had a business casual dress code, but the mentioned dress and skirt days always brought the energy. She wouldn’t wear any leggings and I would sometimes perv on her bare legs, knowing I would be in between them at some point during the day.

One day she wore a dark red, almost purple dress that stopped about mid-thigh. She was the cliche co-worker you were hard and/or wet for. We texted about meeting in the basement and when I met her there, she grabbed my face and we started making out. My pants became a mess with precum as she undid my belt, dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around my cock. She read my body language that I could cum, but she wasnt ready for me to be done. She told me to lay on my back on the floor and before I could fully rest, she was straddling my bare hips. She was the type of wet that you’d only expect from lube and I slipped in deep. She rode my cock hard in cowgirl with quiet intent as the staff kitchen was right above us and people did occupy it often.

After we came, she got up and I asked about the whole no panties and my cum situation. She said she wanted to feel her pussy drip while sitting at her desk. We both left the basement going opposite directions, just in case someone was in the kitchen. We didn’t want to leave together, looking disheveled and smelling of distant sex. I never asked, but I wonder if any of my cum ended up on her desk chair…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/113uyoh/office_basement_and_stairs_mf