Derek thought back wistfully to the weekend he had spent with Mariana in New York. It was like remembering a dream. From the cafe to the park to the hotel, it bad been one long wet dream. That had been over a week ago now. He sat at his desk remembering and hoping no one needed anything at that moment, for his cock was at full mast.
The time away had been excellent, but it made the time after difficult. Derek found himself yearning for the freedom that the city had offered. Things had been so much easier away from the "real world". The encounters that happened after were a result of desperation and desire. None of them were particularly safe, but perhaps that was part of the appeal.
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Derek and Mariana found that they did not have many opportunities to be alone with each other. Even a quick hug proved to be quite the challenge for them, especially during the work week. They each started to rack their brains trying to think of safe places to go. The woods was an attractive option, but the winter cold dissuaded them, and the close proximity to the building made them nervous to attempt it too often.
One day while exploring the building, Derek saw a door with a badge reader attached to it. Curious, he pressed his wallet to it, and the green light flashed. He was in a hallway that led outside to the rear entrance of the building and the door revealed a staircase going upward and a hall that was a sharp turn back the other way. He followed the latter and it led immediately to stairs going downward. The more that Derek followed the maze of hallways, the more it peaked his interest.
The stairs doubled back at the halfway point and ended at another door. He opened it and found a short four foot hall and another door. Finally, upon opening this one he discovered that it led to the parking garage, to a little used spot towards the back. The entrance had another badge access, but when he tried it, he got a red blinking light and it did not open.
An idea started to form in Derek's mind. He did not even know this stairwell existed and it had limited access from the garage, so it was probably a safe place. He went back into the building and asked Mariana to go for a walk. She agreed readily.
On the way back from their rather tame stroll, in which they again did not feel comfortable being too affectionate, he buzzed her into the new spot that he had found. She did not know about it either, so was curious where he was leading her. Going down the stairs, they stopped on the midway landing. Derek gave her a deep and thorough embrace.
"Mmmm," she sighed, pressing herself against him.
Derek held her just like that for a couple of seconds. They each heard the click of a door opening and other ambient noises, but none that seemed close. Still, it was nerve wracking how much the place echoed, so Derek said, "I'll go down through the garage and you can go back up the stairs." This advice made a lot of sense to her, and she felt content for once that they could have at least a small moment together alone.
He kissed her, giving her a brief squeeze under her skirt, and they went off separately and reentered the office through completely different routes and times. For Derek, it was a complete and unprecedented success and he felt that it could work going forward for a brief periods of alone time.
Derek felt the need to cease the opportunity. He would be away with his family on vacation next week and it was Thursday afternoon. Just a little bit of time together could hold him over for the duration.
The next day Derek sent Mariana a text early in the morning while she was in the shower.
"I have no intention of being good today."
She read this and changed her mind immediately what she was going to wear. Fishing her short black skirt out of the "spring" pile, she shimmied it on, along with a frilly pair of lace see through panties. And then she took off her blouse and bra, replacing them with a matching black lace bra and a button down red shirt. It was chilly out, so she contemplated panty hose, but rejected them in favor of easy access.
It was hardly mid-morning before Derek started to text her. The conversation went:
D: Hello, beautiful. I like your outfit M: Hi handsome. Ty D: No, I *really* lick... er... like it :) M: Mmmmm hmmm D: Pink, that's my guess M: Excuse me? D: Your panties. I picture pink and lacy under that cute short skirt M: Maybe I don't have any D: Ha! M: Anyway, you are half right D: Hmmm... black? M: Ding ding ding. Correct. What do you want for you prize? D: I want to bring you out back, have you spread your legs for me, and prove it M: Oh my D: Maybe I will verify the lace part with my hands D: or my tongue M: Getting a little breathless D: It would not take a lot to lift that cute black thing, pull down your panties, and have my way with you. M: sigh M: Maybe I'll let you do just that D: Mmmm M: You thinking that place we went yesterday? D: Ya. It's our place now M: I don't know. We can try D: After lunch, let's at least get a hug D: *grin* M: ok
At the end of this exchange, Mariana was holding her phone, staring down but not seeing it. Instead, she had this image of Derek doing the things he said. Her chair leaned back and she closed her eyes, making the images crystalize. Her whole being buzzed with an energy that seemed palpable. It was difficult working; her mind kept going back to that place where he was watching her spread her legs.
A bit before the normal walk time, Derek sent her a message to meet in "their spot". Her heart thumped as she walked the hall. By now, the attention of her male coworkers was normal and anticipated, but seeing their eyes on her still made her feel sexy.
She arrived at the back door, buzzing herself in and relieved when it flashed green. Walking down the stairs, she noticed Derek about halfway down the lower steps, gazing directly up her skirt as she descended. It made her slow down, letting him enjoy the view. His low whistle echoed off the concrete walls.
He climbed the four stairs to meet her on the midway landing. His arms immediately wrapped around her and his head leaned down for a kiss. Her lips parted, letting his tongue swirl around. He pressed his groin into her. By being one step down when he did this, they were nearly the same height and she could feel his rock hard cock against her pussy. It was frustrating to have the layers of clothing between them.
Derek slipped his hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass. She could not believe how enflamed he was and it was making her reach the same level. When he felt her breast through her shirt, she gasped at his sexual energy. It was a rougher grip than usual, but not bad rough. The word that came to mind was "urgent".
He took her hand and led her down the stairs. Turning her around, he hugged her once more and then gently pushed her shoulders down. She sat on the step, a questioning expression on her face.
"Mariana, I want you to show me how you touch yourself," he kept his voice low but it seemed louder in this echoing space.
