Following our last encounter, we had driven home in silence. I was shocked that I had just had hard and rough anal in a public place with someone who I had already been forbidden from talking to, who had a girlfriend.
When he dropped me off at my car, I went to leave. He grabbed my hand to stop me and I turned to look into those eyes. Why had never realised how much emotion he kept in those big, dark, beautiful eyes? He said "I meant it."
I had wondered if I'd imagined it when he had said he loved me whilst he was inside me. It didn't matter right now. He still had a girlfriend that was already highly suspicious of me. We still worked together on a place where I was being considered for promotion and my homewrecking would not go down at all well.
I said nothing, but he kissed me. I let him. I wanted him more and more everytime I felt his tongue slide back into my mouth. I got out of the car and into mine, and drove home.
The following day at work, I knew he was in the same building as his girlfriend, I knew I wouldn't hear from him. I was getting angry that I was playing second best but also, I wriggled uncomfortably everytime I thought about him as my pussy got wet again. I tried not to think about him.
A few days passed, nothing. He spoke to me in a meeting and sent me a couple of emails, we were working together as well as always. Then I saw him. I was in an unfamiliar building but one where he worked often.
Most people used the lifts but I always preferred the stairs. The stairs in this building were rarely used, concrete and cold. I heard someone behind me and I knew it was him. He caught up to me and pulled me into him. He kissed me with furious intensity. I kissed him back, my arms wrapped around him, holding him tight against me. He pulled the shirt out from where it was neatly tucked in to my skirt and gently teased his hand over my stomach and up over my lacy bra. I heard him breathe out an almost silent moan as he slipped a couple of fingers behind the material and felt my nipple harden instantly. He stared into my eyes as he brought his other hand under my shirt and squeezed my nipples. He whispered something barely audible but I knew it was another language. My knickers were uncomfortably wet and I was aware of the risks of anyone else using this stairwell.
I felt his cock hard against me and knew I was powerless to stop. He took a hand and ran it up my thigh and pushed my knickers aside and his fingers inside me. He alternated between three fingers in my wet pussy, in and out and beckoning, to a hard and fast rub of my swollen clit. I breathed heavy and said something else in Turkish. He put his other hand over my mouth to keep me quiet and whispered "cum for me, now" in my ear. My eyes rolled back as I knew I was going to allow this and I could already feel my back arching and the heat rising within me.