It was one of those days. I was on a late night shift with a male co-worker, the office was completely empty. Just my luck. I was really feeling myself that day, despite wearing casual clothes. Out of complete, sheer-as-my-panties boredom, I had little better to do than flirt with my very attractive male co-worker. The best thing about it was, he always flirted back.
We had never really gone out or anything outside work. Until now it had always been heated glances shared across a room, or chance meetings that resulted in not so innocent make out sessions in the staff room.
*”Wanna have a quickie in the bathroom?”* I asked, straight up and coy. I could see the way he looked at me, and tonight’s late, uneventful shift was the perfect time.
With his just as sly yes, I sashayed my way out and waited for him inside the empty women’s restroom. He would follow in a few minutes, I knew. Not to long after, he found me inside and we started getting busy.
I undid his jeans, sat on the toilet and started sucking him off. The look on his face… how it instantly dissolved into ecstasy… the way he tilted his head back. Holy fucking hell.