Fucking a work colleague in every hospitality box on the top floor of a Premier League football stadium [MF]

I have been a long time reader of this thread but never felt comfortable with the username Reddit created when I started. I joined Reddit under an anonymous name while I was bored in my previous relationship but never really felt comfortable with the name. I posted one story under my previous username that I will one day repost but this month’s monthly submission contest winner felt like a great place to start writing up my sexual history with the world.

This story happened when I was 20, so about 12 years ago. As the title says, my first-ever job was at a football stadium. I won’t disclose the location or the club for obvious reasons.

I’ve included some ****** below so you know when the good and really good stuff begins.

I started the job when I turned 17. I was keen to get out and work as I had passed my driving test and I knew working would mean I would meet new people. I started as a waiter in the main VIP hospitality sweet. I was your typical 17-year-old who wouldn’t say boo to a goose. The management quickly saw I was shy and moved me to carry drinks to increase my confidence and to start interacting with customers.

By the time I was 19, I had gone off to university, gone through the typical freshers hookups while working part-time alongside my studies. On the last day of the season, the team I worked for got promoted to the Premier League. The celebrations were huge. I still remember the pitch invasion where all the fans ran on the pitch and celebrated with the players like it was yesterday.

A couple of weeks later, I got an email from the management asking if I would be interested in some extra work over the summer. The catering company who I technically worked for had won a contract with one of the leading cricket venues in the country about an hour from where I lived. As a driver, they asked me if I would be comfortable driving some of the staff to the stadium. This is how I got to know Niki.

Niki was someone who I had seen around the stadium but had never really spoken too. She had shoulder-length blonde hair with a fringe, small boobs and a great ass. We had only really ever saw each other in passing, polite smiles when holding the door for each other or if I was carrying drinks on a tray.

On the first trip to the Cricket Ground, Niki was in my car with two of her work friends. I discovered Niki worked on the top floor where the business/sponsorship VIPs watched the game. You know the type where businesses purchase a box at a football stadium to impress clients, reward top sales men and meet to get away from their wives at the football? This was the clientele. I soon learned that the upstairs were more laidback and often tipped well as the same people come every home game.

Over the summer, Niki and I hit it off. We were professional but flirty at times. We went on a few nights out after games and as we got closer I noticed Niki would often brush her ass up while we were dancing or at the bar. She also laughed a lot at my jokes and began to compliment me more whilst calling shotgun on all the journeys to and from work. The only kink in the armour for me making a move was Niki was going through some dramas with a guy from college. I would often listen to her moan about him on the car journeys to work.

Fast-forward to the end of the summer and the Premier League season was here. The management called all returning staff in for a recruitment training day where we would meet some of the new staff and go through what was changing with the promotion. The management gave us a big speech about how we needed to make sure our standards were extremely high all season as we were now working for a Premier League football club.

They also announced they were planning on giving some of the returning staff more responsibility. I was surprised they said I was moving to the top floor. They thanked me for my hard work over the summer and said they were at looking promoting me as a supervisor after being recommended by a member of staff. If my training went well over the next couple of days and a sponsorship event, I would be looking at a promotion and a monthly salary contract.

After completing the supervisor training before the season started at some club sponsor events, I was promoted to supervisor for the first home game of the season. I had just turned 20 and I was now Niki’s boss..

You can guess what happened from here. This was the beginning of a lot of fun while at work.

As I often drove Niki home after work in the summer, she asked me for a lift home from work after the first game of the season. I agreed. The tension as we walked to the car was unreal. We both felt it. Now it was just us two Niki was becoming more touchy-feely and laughing at my jokes. She had unbuttoned her black work shirt buttons so I could just see a little bit of cleavage but I couldn’t help checking out her ass in her work tight trousers. She knew it too. As I dropped her off outside her house, she thanked me for the lift home by leaning into me and kissing me on the cheek.

“See you at the next home game, boss”

That was it for me. I was crushing on Niki hard!

The next home game was a few days later. I remember this as it was a slow evening. The top floor was quiet as there were only three or four regular customers in for the game. I wouldn’t normally work these quiet midweek games but as I was now a supervisor, I travelled up from university and picked Niki up on the way to work. As soon as Niki got into the car, I could sense she was not in the best of moods.

“Are you okay? I asked.

“Erm, not really, you remember that guy I used to talk about from college, he’s been a dick again!”

I don’t remember saying much and didn’t see her much on shift. During the second half, Niki texted me asking me to meet her in Box 17.

Now Box 17 had one of the best views of the ground. This was the box used by live TV pundits when the games were on TV. When it wasn’t in use by the broadcasters, we used it as a staff room. As staff, we used to get our break during the second half as all the customers would be outside watching the game and very rarely needed refreshments as this was all sorted at halftime.

As I opened the door to Box 17, Niki was in the kitchen area. I immediately could see she was happier than she was when I picked her up. Now, there is absolutely nothing romantic about a football stadium. But this was in August and the cup game was at night. The floodlights were on, the sun was setting over the opposite stand. It was a vibe.

“I ended it with him… I’m done with his shit. I think I have got feelings for someone else!”

******** The Good Stuff ********

I didn’t quite know what to say but I knew that person was me by just the way she looked at me. You can guess what happened from here on out.

On the journey home that night, Niki and I shared our first kiss in my car as I dropped her off after work. We began texting pretty much every minute of every day. Soon the conversations turned into sexting as we realised that the next home game was not for two weeks due to how the fixture list fell.

The next time we saw each other, the sexual tension was unbearable. We made out in the staff car park before the game. The touching had gone from light kisses to full-on groping. The staff knew I often picked Niki up for work. Us walking into work and checking in together was not exactly unusual but the dynamic had changed. We had to tread carefully around the staff.

Now the first time Niki and I fucked was at her place after a game when her parents had gone out with some friends. With me being at university, all of the fun in our relationship happened in our place of work.

As the season went on, part of my job as the supervisor was to make sure all the boxes were setup correctly, meaning Friday night shifts and finishing late on a Saturday night became a regular thing for me. I was just happy for the extra money as I could do all of my university lectures in the week and travel home on Friday evening. I was also in control of who worked with me on these shifts. Guess who I chose?

When on shift, Niki and I were alone on the top floor of a 30,000 capacity football stadium. The stand we worked in was the tallest stand overlooking the pitch and the other stands. If you think of how busy and loud a Saturday afternoon is at a Premier League football ground, can you imagine how silent they are on a Friday at 9PM? As our relationship went on, Niki and I fucked in every hospitality box on the top floor multiple times. It became like a challenge to us. How many places in the stadium could we make out and fool around on the job?

It turns out football stadiums have so many places you can sneak around with your new sexually awakened girlfriend. We soon realised there were no cameras in the alcohol cellars, staff store rooms, the stairwells and the staff lift that took us from the top floor to the hospitality suite kitchen. As a supervisor, I had a key to everyone of these rooms, including all of the hospitality boxes.

******* The Really Good Stuff ********

The first time we fucked in the stadium was after one of the busiest games ever. I don’t remember who we played but it was the first game the club had won that season. The game had kicked off at 17.30, it was live on TV and none of the regulars wanted to go home. With it being on TV, I had to make sure all the camera team and the broadcasters were good and could leave safely with all of their equipment.

It was 11 PM when I collapsed on a sofa in the bar area. This was the most intense shift I had done so far as a supervisor. I checked my phone to find a text from Niki asking me to come to Box 17 as she needed help with something.

As I walked into an empty Box 17, Niki was sat on the kitchen top waiting for me.

“What’s up?” I ask.

“Oh nothing! Lock the down behind you and come here!”

As I approached Niki, she pulled me towards her with my shirt, wrapping her legs around me and began unbuttoning my shirt. Now, it don’t take much to turn me on. Within seconds my cock was hard as her left hand grabbed my dick through my work trousers. We made out, biting each other’s bottom lip as we often did in a game of one-up-man-ship.

Niki slid off the kitchen top and pushed me against it. My shirt, her shirt and her vest top were on the floor in seconds. It was on, we were about to fuck in Box 17.

I turned her around, bent her over the kitchen counter as she slid her trousers down past her ankles. I slid her thong to the side and inserted two of my fingers.

Now, this is where I have to confess something. Niki had the tightest little pussy. No wonder we fucked all across the top floor of this stadium as I was obsessed with her clit and her ass. As her moans became louder, I suggested we should both be a bit quieter. Now I remember this like it was yesterday. Niki turned around to look at me, put her arm around my neck and said

“Who the fuck is going to hear us? It’s 11 pm! It is just me and you on the top floor of a football stadium!”

This was the moment everything changed in our relationship. My shirt was hanging over my shoulders, I pulled Niki’s hair, grabbed her ass and unbuckled my belt so that my trousers fell to the floor. I pulled down my boxers and slid my rock hard cock inside Niki from behind.

Now, I have to say, I had some good sex in my 20s BUT nothing as good as this. This was intense and probably the first time I really fucked someone. Niki’s pressed her ass against my hips as I thrust behind her. Our bodies were making that amazing sound that you get when you’re fucking hard, her stomach and tits up against the cold marble kitchen top. This was fucking hot. Neither one of us lasted that long. We were both tired. Our feet were sore. This was our release.

“I’ have always wanted to do that, you know?” gasped Niki.

“Oh yeah?” I replied…

“Yeah, why else do you think I recommended you to come and work up here?!”

“Just 16 more boxes to go…”

That was the moment I knew this season would be fun.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this one. I have attended this stadium a lot over the years, let me tell you; when you have had sex in the ground you regularly attend later as a fan, it makes leaving the stadium after a loss a lot easier to take ;)

God bless the top floor.

Over and out.

A.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v692km/fucking_a_work_colleague_in_every_hospitality_box