It had been a week or so since Justin and I had done the ‘unthinkable.' That's not to say that having an affair with someone you work with is such a rare occurrence, but how often do people sit right in the next cubicle to the person they are taking home every night to fuck? Makes for a delicate situation in the professional life day in and day out, that much I can tell you.
So far we hadn't been suspected of any naughty behavior but we knew that people in the office already knew we liked each other. At this point though, they still just all thought it was a puppy love kind of thing that neither Justin nor I were aware of. How sickeningly sweet is that scenario? We were all for letting them believe the little fairy tale about us. After all, it wasn't all untrue; they just didn't know the things we were doing to each other's bodies AFTER hours. Hell, I'm sure what we had already done was probably illegal in a state or two.
We behaved ourselves at work though. Oh sure, we were chatty, but we often ate lunch with other co workers and rarely came in or left together. But I noticed Justin scoping out the building lately and I knew only too well what I was about to be in for. Of course I couldn't wait for it.
And then it happened. I was on my way to the mail room to do a manual fax and I always took the long way down the hall with dozens of doors to dozens of rooms I had never been in or even knew what they were or what they contained. Today, I was going to see one of these rooms.
So, I'm walking down this hall when I suddenly hear a door open behind me, feel a strong arm about my waist and a hand about my mouth because of course my first reaction is to scream, and I was swiftly dragged into the room which was pitch black once the door closed.
"Don't open your mouth. At least not until I tell you to." I continued to struggle a little. I knew it was him, but I wanted to make this interesting and fun. I wanted to see if he would play along with it.
"All right, just so we're sure: You do know it's me, right?" He asked. The question actually warmed my heart. I nodded quickly and then again began to struggle with him.
He tightened his grip around my waist and mouth and held me in place.
"Now listen here little girl. This can go one of 2 ways. You can enjoy it, or you can endure it. The choice is yours, but either way you're going to get fucked today." He bent his head to my neck and licked it. Sucked it, and then bit it. Not too hard, but just hard enough to let me know that he had his prey and now intended to HAVE it as well. "You do what I tell you and I may even let you come." The hand around my waist slipped into the hem of my slacks and his fingers claimed my cunt. I felt his fingers circling my clit and then I felt those fingers inside me. Alternating between clit and cunt.
"I'm going to take my hand off of your mouth now. If you scream I'll rip off your shirt and pitch you out of this office, understand?" I nodded – of course. True to his word, he took his hand from my mouth. I gasped as I drank in cool fresh air. He held my neck firmly as he lifted my head up and back as he kissed me deeply. I felt his tongue in my mouth and his hand treating my pussy to a wonderful midday treat. His motions became faster and I felt myself cumming right there behind a door that led to the rest of the company's staff.
"SHshshshshshsh – not too loud Little Girl. I don't want anyone finding us. I want to have some fun."
I felt myself being turned around and then his fingers were in my hair. He pulled my hair hard forcing my head back as he kissed me again. I could feel him biting my lower lip and when he released the kiss I tasted the tang of my blood in my mouth. Next I was pushed down to my knees. He pushed my face in his crotch.
"You feel that monster starting to swell in there?" He asked.
"Yes." I said.
"Yes, what?" He asked as he pulled my head back by my hair again.
"Yes, sir."
"No." He said as he pinched and twisted one of my nipples through my shirt. Almost too hard, but just under the surface of unbearable. "You are a little girl, and I want you to call me Daddy. Today you obey me or things won't go well for you." Oh God, this boy really knew how to make me hot. Forget that he was four years younger than I, I started the tone of this fantasy, and I would see it through any way he wanted me to.
