Ill Show Him 1

For an hour or so the same email was open on her screen. No matter how many times she read it the message hadn't changed.

Her best friend had sent her soon to be ex boyfriend an email saying

'I missed you last night. I can't wait until you're inside me again. And again. And again!'

The email had been sent to her and not her boyfriend and the more she thought about it, the less likely it seemed to have been an accident.

Feeling the urge to scream and cry welling up again for the hundredth time, something inside snaps. A thought comes to her unbidden, and as quickly as it's formulated, she knows it won't help the situation. But by this time she's not interested in helping the situation, she's interested only in one thing; getting even...

Without pausing to reconsider she quickly types up an email saying only;

"Follow me. No questions. Say nothing." and sends it to the guy in the office she's been harmlessly flirting with for months. She doesn't really know him too well but by now she doesn't give a shit. At this moment he's only a tool, an instrument of revenge.

Grabbing her phone she gets up from her desk and takes a meandering route through the office towards the stairwell. As she passes nearby his desk she lightly strokes his shoulder to get his attention. With an exaggerated sway in her walk she hopes looks as sexy as she thinks it does she carries on to the door. After a short time in the stairwell he opens the door and sees her waiting for him.

"Uhh.. What's goin-" She places her hand over his mouth before he can finish.

"Shhh... Follow me" she says taking his hand.

Their offices were on the second to top floor of the building. Knowing that the top floor was recently vacated she starts leading him by the hand upstairs. On the landing at the top of the stairs she stops and turns around to face him. A look of raw lust on her face tells him all he needs to know.

"I thought you had a boyfriend. What the hell is going on?" he asks, even though she could tell in his voice he knew exactly what was going on. "There are people on the stairs all the time..." With her hand on his chest she moves her face close to his.

"Just relax, I'll take care of everything..." she whispers in his ear. Biting his ear she pushes him back in to the guard rail of the stairs.

"But if..." he trails off as she lowers herself down, hands tracing their way down his body, as she lowers herself down to her knees.

With exaggerated slowness, she undoes his belt and starts to open his trousers.

As she pulls his trousers down to his knees she pauses and looks up to see a look of resignation, quickly turning to greed, creep across his face. She can clearly make out his generously sized erection bulging in his boxers. Pulling the front of his boxers down his cock spills out, lightly hitting her face.

Taking it in one hand she slowly kisses the head and moves her way down kissing all down the shaft. With one hand on the shaft she slowly and teasingly runs circles around the head of his cock with her tongue. Lightly sucking; she moves the head in and out of her mouth, making a popping sound when it's pulled out, making him twitch each time.

She looks up at him to see a look of total pleasure on his face. Locking eye contact with him she starts to take him deeper and harder. With one had still stroking his cock she digs around in her pocket with other, searching for her mobile phone. Slowly taking his dick out of her mouth she starts to wank him. Breaking eye contact he throws his head back in ecstasy and a stifled moan escapes his lips. With one hand still working his penis she unlocks her phone with the other. Sucking his cock again she takes a photo of her with his dick buried in her face. The fake camera shutter noise rouses him from his reverie.

"What the hell? Did you just take a pi..." She silences him by gently squeezing his balls in her hand and sucking harder on just the head of his penis.

"Don't worry. I just needed a little something to get back at someone." she explains. "Also, you should try to keep it down; you wouldn't want anyone to hear us would you?"

As if right on cue, two people enter the stair well, blithely chatting away, and enter the floor just below them. Just as the door closed they both realised they had been holding their breath the whole time. Quietly laughing at themselves they look at each other again. Putting her phone away she takes his balls again in one hand and cock in the other and resumes trying to suck him dry.

In and out, taking more in each time, she eventually takes his whole penis deep in her mouth. As she continues to deep throat she lightly tugs and squeezes his balls with her free hand. Hearing his breathing quicken and feeling every little twitch of his body she realises that she's pushing him close to coming already. Slowly she takes his cock out of her mouth and slowly strokes it.

"I'm not finished with you yet," she tells him as she gets up off her knees. As she stands he leans in to kiss her. She stops him with a hand on his chest.

"Nope, no kissing." She tells him, staring determinedly in to his eyes, "I just brought you here to here to fuck. That's it. Now fuck me."

Unkindly brushing him aside she turns around and puts her hands on the guard rail and bends over. Looking over her shoulder she gives him her best 'what are you waiting for stare'. Still slightly dazed by the whole situation he snaps out of it and turns towards her.

Slowly lifting her skirt up, he takes his time to slowly stroke her legs and lace underwear clad ass. Moving both his hands around her hips he's rewarded with a gasp escaping her lips as his hand moves down and over pussy. Using the edge of his hand he rubs her cunt through her pants. She pushes her ass back against to grind against his cock with every stroke of his hand. Another moan of pleasure is released for the world to hear.

He takes his hand away and she turns glare at him.

"You should try to keep it down; you wouldn't want anyone to hear us would you?" he says with an evil grin on his face.

"Fuck you."

"Maybe, after I'm finished with you." He reaches to take her pants down.

"No! Leave them on." She commands him with such strength of will he stops short. Complying, he slides his hand in under the elastic of the leg. He begins rubs her wet pussy again with his fingers. He easily slides two fingers in to her.

As he slowly finger fucks her he begins to gently rub small circles on her asshole with his thumb, making her breathe heavier and faster.

She turns her head again and tells him "Stick your dick in me now!" with small no amount of force. Surprised with her vigour (he's used to her being a relatively quiet girl around the office) he finds himself more turned on by her passion. Slowly as he takes his fingers out he give her clit a quick stroke as he removes his hand.

Moving closer he pulls her pants aside and rubs the head of his cock up and down on her cunt before slowly sliding it deep inside her. As he enters her she arches her back and reaches around with one arm and grabs his ass.

He begins to fuck her slowly, with each thrust pushing deeper. With each push she squeezes his ass with her hand and tries to push him deeper still. As he begins to speed up he reaches forward and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as he pushes as deep as he can inside her. She puts her hand back on the guard rail. Looking down the middle of the stair well she could see more than a few people walking up and down the stairs.

'They only have to look up and they see me bent over this rail being fucked from behind...' she thought. She surprised herself when she realised that she wasn't afraid of being seen. In fact, a little part of her wanted to be caught, the same way her boyfriend had been caught. With the thought of her boyfriend brought back to her she was filled with a furious passion. With that fury she didn't care about anything anymore and started to push herself back on to this relative stranger as he was forcefully pounding her cunt like a jackhammer.

Just then she hears a faintly ringing cell phone. The ring sounds familiar and she starts to wonder whose it is when the door to the stair well on the floor below her opens. She gasps quietly and tenses up as she sees her boss walk out answering his phone. As he's standing on the stairs just below her, chatting away about something work related, she puts one hand on a leg of the man fucking her from behind. Pushing back slightly, he slows down so bodies don't slap together.

Remembering her earlier lack of concern at being spotted she begins to relax. So much so that thought of being caught aroused her more. Using this new feeling she slides one hand down the front of her pants. With her fingers she spreads her pussy and feels his cock slowly sliding in and out. Shifting her hand slightly she begins to rub her clit, bringing her closer and closer to coming. As she climbed the heights of ecstasy she could hear her boss wrapping up his phone call.

'Oh god, hurry up!' she tried to will her boss to finish his call and leave so she could come.

"Good, good. Right, see you later mate." The boss finishes up his call, but before he leaves he pauses and cocks his head to the side as if listening for something.

'Oh no! He's heard us!' she thought wildly, still slowly wanking herself as she gets fucked from behind. But the boss shrugs and walks to the door and leaves the stair well.

Just as the door is closing she finally lets herself go and comes with a shudder and a ragged sigh.

Feeling her cunt tense on his cock as she comes it nearly makes him come with her. Feeling his pace quicken she turns to him again, "Don't you dare come inside me!" She tells him flatly. She stands up straight as he slowly pulls out. Turning to him she adjusts her pants and goes back down on her knees.

"Let's see if we can't just finish you off quickly and quietly." She says taking his cock in her hands. Without hesitation she begins to suck his dick, still wet from her pussy, while alternately twisting her hand up and down. Given her masterful skills with a cock she makes short work of him and in no time at all she can feel him unloading streams of semen in to her mouth. Looking up with his cock and hot come still in her mouth a satisfied smirk appears on his face. Satisfied that he's finished she takes a moment to stand up and flash him a quick smile before swallowing with an audible 'Ahhh'.

"Don't get your hopes up that this will happen again." She tells him as she straightens herself up. Fixing him with a withering stare "And don't you dare tell anyone."

"Don't worry, I still have no idea what the hell is going on." He replies, gingerly doing up his trousers.

Without another word her way downstairs, feeling an odd combination of satisfaction and sadness.