Co-Worker Conundrum Pt.1
They were by no means a couple, and really weren't "friends" per say. But they did share something.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
The day was warm. A sun rose over the mountains in the west. The glimmer of orange and pink lit the sky like a fire. They woke from sleep to find themselves on the floor of a friends apartment. Turning to face the person in which who's arms they lie in that very night, everything comes back.
Her head ached....too much alcohol.
A party was all she could remember from the night before. 20 something friends were there. All drinking and smoking and doing things which all would probably regret the next day. She remembered a game, some stupid 7 minuets in heaven thing. Everyone was doing it so she reluctantly joined in. The empty bottle was spun in the center of 16 people, in hopes that she would get her tall quiet manager to her left, Or the ever so sexy scrawny friend of hers to her far right. It spun and spun, it must have made at least 20 circular trips around the group.
Finally it slowed...almost taking forever to come to a teasing stop. Everyone looked up at who the mouth of the bottle faced with slight gasps of shock. Her eyes followed and were met by an unlikely and unwanted set of emerald eyes. She groaned, swallowed, and stood up. Looking down at all of her friends, they had a certain sorrowful glance staring up. The pair held hands an she was dragged off to the closet. Tail between her legs.
The wooden door closed behind them and was latched shut from the outside. The switch clicked and lights were turned off.....the nightmare began. How could she be so unlucky, she imagined.
His fingers fumbled around in the dark like tentacles till they were upon her shoulders. She pulled away and backed herself up against the wall. Every breath of his was loud and growling, almost panting for her.
He moved in closer, she could feel his warmth up against hers. Slamming his hands hard against the wall bracing her up, He surrounds her pinning her to the wall and plunges in for a powerful kiss. His mouth taking hers. She feels a lustful urge to reciprocate. Their tongues twirl along eachothers, as if they had danced this tango before. For a second she forgets who she is locked up with. She wraps her arms around his neck pulling him closer as she presses her muzzle to his so hard it almost hurts.
Paws trace eachothers bodies in the dark, caressing each curve and muscle. They continue to explore eachothers frames, teasing and taunting until the rest of the minuets were up. Locked in a wet deep kiss.
The door opens to her friends which now have a blank stare on her. The two exit, wiping the saliva from their mouths and straitening out the clothes which were tussled upon them. Almost everyone couldn't belive their eyes as the two walked off into the other room. Excusing themselves politely from the rest of the game. Murrmers were spoken as they closed the door behind them, whispers from the gallery of crew in astonishment.
After that no one knew what had happened. The only clue as to the nature of their venture was a used condom sitting in the trash bin beside the toilet bowl.
No one spoke of that night since.
The two decided to keep their affair a secret after that. Knowing things would be shakey at work for a while. They continued to deny the claim of their co-workers. Swearing that they would have remembered such shenenigans if they had occured. Since they had accounted for their 7 minuets.
Although she wasn't ready to admit that she remembered it all. And she wanted it all that very night.
After the closet opened her body was already aching for more. She knew that this was the feline to give her the intimacy she has really been needing.
She grabbed his hand and led him through the narrow hallway and down into her friends bedroom. But she wouldn't stop there, she contiued to lead him through into the master bathroom, locking the door behind her. Turning and glaring at him with a desire glazed in her eyes, she moved closer, pressing her hands hard into his chest as he sat upon the covered bowl. Her feet stepped forward, postioning them on either side of his legs, straddeling his lap. She reached down and worked off the dark denim blue pants covering his already obviously stiff prick. They stopped down at his ankles, locked onto his legs by a pair of black constuction boots.
Reaching into her bra she pulls forth from the black lace a tiny little toy, a wrapped up gift for them both. Tearing the package open she slips it under herself and rolls the rubber down the full 9 inches of his flesh. Followed by her hot sex slowly lowering onto him, stuffing his condom covered cock into her slippery tightness.
She lets out a soft moan, as her thrusts are met by his own. Plunging his thickness deep into her moist nectar. Pumping out and back in, as she bounces upon his thighs.Working his entire cock to the hilt up inside her. She pants in his ears moaning his name quietly so no one else hears.
He bucks up harder, his balls slapping up against her body. She rides him rough, rutting and grinding every inch of him. He lets out a soft groan, pulling her body close. Legs beginning to shake and breathing shallow and stumbling. He grits his teeth and plows up into her one last time before erupting his juices into the confining rubber barrier. She grabs him and holds on tight, feeling each pulse of his meat throbbing within her.
They then quickly cleaned themselves up, got dressed and dragged their tired and drunk carcasses to the bedroom floor. Passing out till the next day, where speculations rumored around the work place.
Many weeks had passed since then. Things stayed pretty quiet and they didn't see much of eachother to keep the gossip to a minimum. But it didn't stop their desires. They still shared a passing glance and a smile as if to say....Yeah I remember that.