Author's note: This story is dedicated to a fan who told me what he liked. Hope you enjoy it. Kisses.
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Dwight was your typical middle management worker, toiling away in a large office building. He rarely went outside of his floor, but was feeling adventurous one day and decided to check out the next floor up. Instead of taking the elevator he decided to take the stairs. What he found was a little room off the stairs that wasn't part of the main hallway. As he walked by he thought he could hear some moaning. As he stopped to listen, he knew for a fact that he was hearing someone moan and it sounded like a woman.
He stood and listened to what sounded like sounds of sex and he subconsciously dropped his hand to his groin and began rubbing his growing hard on. He was so caught up in what he was doing, he almost got caught, but luckily heard the movement in the room and quickly slipped into the hallway. He walked to a nearby restroom and ducked in so the mystery lady wouldn't think he heard her.
He gave it several minutes and left the restroom and saw that the hallway was empty so he headed back to the stair door and slipping through went into the little room. It turns out it was a janitors closet, but as soon as he entered he could smell the scent of sex and found a chair and looked like it had a wet spot on it. As he bent down to sniff it he could smell the woman's sexual juices quite distinctly.
The idea that someone was having sex in this room was tantalizing, but wondering which of the women on this floor was doing was even more exciting. Over the next several weeks Dwight would visit the stairwell around the same time and learned that the mystery woman was alone and that she went in there every Monday Wednesday and Friday. In fact he had gotten to getting to the room shortly after she got there and was able to listen enough to achieve his own climax.