The building where I work has a vast surface parking lot but there's also a very limited amount of covered parking down below the building. When we first moved in, rather than making that covered parking first come, first served and have the same early birds get to use it every day, the business line leaders decided to do a drawing for the spaces every six months. When my day finally came and I won one of the spots for six months, I was pretty psyched. I scanned the list of winners and noted several other names that I knew from my business line. It's a big company with multiple business lines so there was no way that I'd know everyone who had won or even recognize most of their names.
One of the other winners from my business line was Rebecca. We had worked together just a little on a few projects but I wouldn't have said that we really knew each other. We'd exchange pleasantries, of course, and occasionally have a brief conversation but not much more than that. When we were both in the break room one morning a few weeks after we'd started using our covered parking spaces, I figured that would be a safe topic of conversation that wasn't likely to become awkward. We engineers are typically an awkward bunch and, even if they're also awkward engineers, talking to the opposite gender rarely came easy to us.
The thing with Rebecca, though, was that despite being an awkward engineer she was also a babe. She typically wore her hair up and, because the office was usually cold, almost always had a jacket on. The first time I saw her with her hair down, I was like, "Whoa, who is that?" When I realized it was Rebecca, I was surprised that just simply wearing her hair down was so transformative. I guess I was paying closer attention to her after that and, when I saw her without her jacket, I also realized that she appeared to have a pretty athletic figure. I wouldn't have said that I was smitten with her but I definitely appreciated her a bit more visually.
"So how are you enjoying your parking space?" I asked.
"I love it," she replied, "easy to get into, easy to get out of, well-lit and close to the elevators. Did you get one, too?"
"I did," I replied, "but mine is all the way down on the bottom level in a far corner and definitely isn't well lit but I've been thinking that, if I ever feel like I need a nap in the middle of the day, no one would even notice if I took one in the back seat of my SUV."
"Sounds like that's not the only thing you could probably get away with in the back seat of your SUV," she replied in a suggestive tone.
"I have no idea what you could possibly mean," I replied facetiously.
"I'd be more than happy to show you exactly what I mean," she said in a lower but very serious voice.
"Seriously?" I asked, beyond surprised at her being so forthright, "Let me just go grab my keys and I'll meet you on the lower parking level."
I headed back to my desk, my head spinning, but managed to grab my keys then took the stairs to the level I was parked on where I found Rebecca waiting and, as if she'd read my mind, she'd let her hair down. I led her over to my SUV and remotely unlocked it. We each climbed into the back seat from opposite sides and slid across the seat to the middle. My arm went around her back while hers went around my neck as our lips came together. Since I had a free hand, as our tongues started to explore each other's mouths, I cupped one of her tits and fondled it through her blouse. My cock was stiffening as we were making out so I was pretty certain that her pussy would be getting wet, too. There was no doubt in my mind that we'd be doing more than just making out, which was confirmed when her hand dropped to my lap and massaged my stiffening cock through my jeans. I continued to fondle her tit and could feel that her nipple was as stiff as my cock. I didn't expose it, though, wanting to move things along a bit more quickly.
I dropped my hand down and started to open her pants. When I had them unbuttoned and unzipped, she slid down slightly to make it easier for me to slip my hand inside. I could feel the coarse texture of her bush through her panties as I ran my fingers over the outside of them and caressed her pussy through them. Once I slipped my hand into her panties and ran my fingers through her bush, I discovered that her pussy was incredibly hot and wet. I figured I could bring her to a quick orgasm manually, but then I really wanted to taste those flowing juices. We continued to make out as I alternately slid my finger in and out of her hot, wet pussy and gently caressed her clit. She was writhing a bit, rocking her hips in rhythm with my stimulation, and moaning softly.
I was pleasantly surprised by how fired up she was but then it was turning out that almost everything about her was surprising me. She eventually pulled her mouth from mine and pressed her face into my neck while moaning louder and longer. Her body was tensing up as she was apparently getting closer to cumming and she was holding onto me tighter. I didn't alter my technique since it seemed to be getting the job done but I could feel as I was sliding my finger in and out that her pussy was becoming even hotter and wetter than it already had been. I was hoping to get the opportunity to slip my cock into her but I still wanted to get my face down there and devour her pussy.
When she started cumming, she cried out and, as all the tension left her body, she started shaking. I continued my stimulation, hoping that it would result in even more pleasure than she was already obviously experiencing. Her orgasm was long and appeared to be intensely pleasurable so, if nothing else, I was happy to have been able to help her achieve that. Once she'd finished cumming, I slipped my hand out of her panties and licked her flavor off of my finger. She had released her grip on me and was sitting back, eyes closed, catching her breath. When I started to open her pants, she opened her eyes but appeared a little dazed. She lifted her ass up off the seat to help me as I started to work her pants down then ended up sliding both her pants and panties down together.