Storage Seduction

Even though I want to scream and throw my body at the door, part of me wants to stay trapped. I'm locked in a storage room with the hottest guy at work. He's at least a dozen years younger than me and completely out of my league, but I have his full and undivided attention. And we're both more than a little drunk.

"I can't believe this," he says. He stares at me like I have the answer to our dilemma. I might be the boss, but I have no clue how to spring us free. I watched Todd pound on the door for a half hour. No one is coming. On the other hand, if I can figure out how to get Todd to pound me, there is certain to be a whole lot of coming. At the office, I have a reputation to protect. Away from prying eyes, I'm a lot more liberal minded. And I know that if I can land Todd, he's not going to admit it either. Besides, I heard he's looking to take a job in Texas. The clock it ticking.

"They're all gone, Todd. By now, the whole place would have cleared out."

"So we just stay here the whole night?" He looks at me incredulously, as though I'm the reason we're trapped and a simple word from me can deliver emancipation.

I shrug.

"I can't believe neither of us have our phones. Maybe someone will wonder why we're not answering."

"They'll just assume that we found our way to one of the countless rooms, like everyone else. The company rented the whole mansion. There are a lot of places for people to tuck away."

"Like this."

"Like this, yes. And at this time of night, they're just going to assume that we're asleep. Separately."

"Of course," he chuckles. "No one is going to think we're together."

I meet his gaze. "Why not? Is that such a weird idea?"

He swallows. His mouth opens and closes.

"I'm just giving you a hard time, Todd," I say. He looks relieved. But I can tell that I've planted a seed. Why is it so strange? I'm in my early 40s, but work took the majority of my time and energy. I don't get as much exercise as I'd like, but I'm not too overweight. Just like anyone else, I've got some extra pounds I'd love to shed, but they appear to be permanent. My breasts might not sit as high as they once did, and I've got a few more wrinkles, but I'm modestly attractive. I do have a pleasant smile. Todd is much younger and caters to the attention of a different generation. Still, the things I could teach him... I can tell he's not into me. I don't even think he sees me as a woman. Yet. I've got time and opportunity working on my side.

I know it is partially the wine pushing my secret agenda. I'm a lightweight with booze and the holiday party inspired me to imbibe. I'm keen on making a bad decision, and fortune provided me with the golden opportunity. We were cleaning up at the end of a wild office Christmas party. The crowd was starting to thin, so Todd kindly volunteered to help me sort out some things before we could close down the event. Most of the guests are staying at the remote lodge, but the rooms are located in a different wing. If there had been anyone remotely close, they would have heard Todd banging and shouting.

I thought it would only take a minute. I had hoped to retrieve a table rack from one of the many storage rooms in the basement. Knowing how heavy those things can be, I asked Todd to help me lug it up the stairs. The door locked behind us with an audible click that made my stomach sink. I don't understand how a door can lock from the inside, but Todd thinks it is an automatic system that can only be deactivated from the outside. Either way, we are trapped until morning. The room has no windows and the only light is from a small bulb set in the middle of the space. A collection of boxes line the wall, but otherwise the storage is sparsely utilized.

"We might as well make ourselves comfortable," I say. "What's in these boxes?" A quick search turned up old clothing and memorabilia, but I discovered a couple brimming with bedding. I lay it out across the floor, trying to make it as comfortable as possible. Todd is watching me with an ambiguous expression on his face. I can't tell what he's thinking, but he is content to observe me nesting.

"Why don't you join me? We won't freeze to death, that's for sure."

"We might die of boredom," he says.

"Boredom is a choice, Todd. Are you saying that I'm not a good conversationalist?"

He paled. "No! I mean there isn't much to do in this room. It's pretty bare." Then, "You're awesome at talking and stuff," he adds.

I feel his energy settle next to me. His cologne is distracting. When he walks past my office, I occasionally get a whiff of his scent. It is intoxicating. I want to jump his bones, but I have to be careful. I don't need Human Resources up my ass. But Fortune has given me a gift. I'm not about to spoil it with haste.

We chat for awhile, relaxing into the moment. I learn that he's between girlfriends. I share some of the details of my horrid divorce and I do notice the way his eyes light up when he realizes that I'm also single. Eventually, the conversation turns to sex.

"You've probably been with dozens of girls," I say. "You're mid twenties, right?"

"I'm 28 actually, but I'm not as experienced as you say. Everything thinks that. That's the joke, really. It's all fake news."

"But you're not a virgin."

He laughs. "Of course not. I've had my share, but I still have a lot to learn."

His phrasing catches my attention. I test the angle.

"You just need someone to show you the ropes, right? Maybe teach you a couple tips you might not have known before?"

He looks at me, not daring to speak. His tongue darts out as he wets his lips. He nods.

"Someone that you want to give yourself over to? Perhaps be subservient to their every whim? I get the feeling that you're always the Alpha and the young girls expect you to take control, all the time. Aren't you tired of that?" He nods again. "I have a way to continue your education and deal with our little boredom problem." I lean over and cover his mouth with my own. He moans into me. I bring a hand up to his chest and run my fingers across his muscles. He pushes against me, yearning for more. Our bodies crush together and passion ignites. My body knows what to do as I go into seductive mode. I follow a path of sensation, extending fingertip by fingertip as we build a bonfire together.

I stop him with a finger on his lips. "Baby, this is just between us, right?" He nods. "Also, I'm a little self-conscious of my body. You're used to the young girls and I'm not so young anymore. I'm going to flip the light off, alright?"

"I won't tell a soul. I have always had a thing for mature women. You shouldn't be nervous, you're absolutely beautiful." He kisses me. "But if you feel more comfortable in the dark, I just want you to be in a place to allow yourself to relax and let yourself go."

I don't hesitate; I pitch the room into blackness. Body dysmorphia and body image woes have plagued me my whole life. I play better when eyes aren't judging my stretch marks and wrinkles. Truthfully, the judging eyes are my own, but I do get extremely self-conscious. With that impediment removed, I am given space to become the goddess I was born to be, and the ability to demonstrate the goddess that I am.

I slip out of my clothes before I tuck back into the makeshift bed. I hear Todd doing the same. "I'm ready for you baby," he says.

I don't like being called 'baby', but I let it slide. His body is like hot iron as I settle in next to him. I run a trembling hand along his powerful chest and sexy abs. His body is just as amazing as I imagined. I move to his cock and nearly faint with relief and gratitude. He's enormous; long, thick and throbbing. His dick jumps as I trace it with my fingernails, sliding them down to massage his balls. He moans into my mouth as we make out. He slides multiple fingers into me. In the dark it is difficult to get my bearings. It is erotic and hot and my imagination takes over. He smells so good. His scent makes my pussy quiver as he fingers me.

I need to feel his tongue. I push hard on his chest, forcing him back. My gushing vagina leaves a streak of wetness as I climb his body and cover his face with my crotch. He gasps and tries to catch air as I groan and grind on his mouth.

"That's it," I encourage him, "That is how you eat pussy. You've got a talented tongue, Todd. Oh that spot, yes, right there. I'm going to drench your face with my juices." He moans his approval. "I almost forgot about your beautiful cock." I pivot into a 69, driving my asshole into his mouth. I love having my ass tongued and Todd was proving to be no slouch. I deliver relief of my own as I stretch my lips around his massive cock.

His groin tightens and his cock swells to its fullest potential. Todd bucks me off and crushes his body against me as he slides inside. I cum instantly. I'm a bit of a size queen, so his giant penis touches me in all the right places. I nearly squeeze him out, I cum so hard. He covers my mouth with kisses and I scream into his. But I'm not prepared for how good it feels when he really starts dicking me down. He busts out his best moves, withdrawing to the edge of the tip before slamming it back home. We slap our bodies together into a delicious rhythm. He really starts to give it to me as the sound echoes through the room, overblown by my strangled cries of passion. I put my own fingers in my mouth to stifle the screams. It would be great if we get rescued, but right now it is actually the last thing that I want.

Todd is swearing and cursing. He reveals a filthy streak. It is obvious that he gets off on dirty talk. I return the favor and soon we're tearing into each other as he flips me over and pounds me from behind.

"Take it, you gorgeous slut. Take my hot cock until you can't even walk."

"Give it to me then, quit talking like a little boy and give me that man cock. Can't you fuck harder?"

"Any harder, uh, and, uh, I'll snap your pelvis or knock you into next week."

"Fuck me into next month, forget next week. Don't hold back you beautiful man. Give me that fucking cock. Make my pussy sing!"

"God your body is so hot. You are so tight but don't just take it. The way you fuck me back is, uh, god its so hard to keep it together."

"My turn." I encourage him onto his back, taking some time to taste his hot rod. It is slick with our juices, and so delicious. I love young cock. There's nothing like it.

I rise above him and slam down on his dick. I am in control. His breathing is ragged as I work through ever expanding explosive mini-orgasms. No matter what I do, it resonates through me. I need him in my ass, so I slide it to the other entrance.

"Fuck so tight," he says.

"You gonna fill up that ass, baby? Gonna make that giant cock explode in my hot ass?" I'm glad for the darkness because I'm full ahaego face, eyes rolled back in my head and tongue lolling out the side, drooling on my breasts. Almost on cue, Todd brings his hands to my tits and works the nipples. It sends me off on another explosive run, but before he can cum I jump off.

I want this to last. We are, after all, partially doing this to pass the time.

I take my fill. We are only limited by our space and our imagination. We know this is a one time only engagement. A one off with a trusted colleague. We push the limits. I eat his ass until he begs me to ride him again. I edge him for as long as my skills allow. Ultimately, I can tell that even a slight breeze might set off the trigger.

"I want to eat your cum," I say. "Lie back." He complies and I hover over him, ready to claim my prize. When it happens, it catches me by surprise. I gently suck on his massive head when it swells twice the size in my mouth. I can barely contain it, but he places both his hands on the back of my head and keeps me plugged in. He floods my mouth and it shoots down my throat, making me cough and gag. His moans fill the room but I'm equally orgiastic as my pussy trembles with delight. Drinking his cum makes me dissolve into a quivering orgasm with a creamy smile on my lips.

I want him again before morning.

Eventually, we sleep locked in each other's arms. Without a phone or a window, it is impossible to tell the time.

The door opening rips us out of slumber. We jump up, caught red handed. My tits swing as freely as Todd's well used dick. We really should have thought to put on some clothes after we were done.

A small woman stares at us incredulously. She doesn't work for me. By her uniform, I see that she is with the lodge. I explain how we got trapped, but her English is extremely limited and she doesn't seem to care. She seems annoyed that we disturbed the boxes and busies herself with packing up the bedding strewn across the floor. We grab our clothes and slip away.

No one witnesses our escape and no questions arise. When we retrieve our phones, we're both relieved to see that no one was looking for us. We counted our blessings, grateful that our one-off went-off without a hitch.

Todd moved on to Texas in the spring. We still stay in touch. He has a girlfriend now. She's about ten years older than him. We never revisited the night, but it will always shine in my memory. It also awakened my appetite for younger men.

I live in a wonderful time. It seems that somewhere along the way, as I aged, men developed an appetite for mature women. My timing could not be better. I continue to make dreams come true. Especially my own.