beautiful
“You look beautiful, as always” her email wrote.
I responded back that I didn’t know she thought I was beautiful. It was a playful game of cat and mouse that we’ve played since I met her years ago. Her next message came quickly:
Meet me in the East Hall stairwell…
I quickly exited my office and walked that direction. Unsure of what might happen next, but the fast pace may have been some indication of my anticipation. It had been months since we’ve seen each other since she transferred off of my floor. The last I heard was that she was back with her girlfriend who she described to me as a drama queen who didn’t give her what she wanted sexually. Apparently men are not the only ones who give up physical needs for whatever passes for love.
I didn’t make any eye contact as I walked down the hall, lest anyone ask where I was going. I swung the door open to the stairwell and headed up towards her floor. One flight up, she was waiting for me.
We didn’t speak, she just pulled me in close by my shirt.
My body pressed against hers as she turned me so that my back was against the cold wall. She was just inches taller than me with small boyish frame. She ran her hands up my shirt and into my bra. I don’t think I was breathing.
It happened so fast, she kissed me as her fingers slipped over my breasts and pinched at each of my nipples. I caught my breath in her kiss. Her warm lips against mine and her tongue swept inside my mouth. I moaned softly.
Her hand trailed away from my breast but I was so lost in her kiss that I didn’t feel her reach under my skirt.
It was warm in the hardly used stairwell. A quiet echo reminded me to keep quiet. Her small feminine fingers slipped into my panties and she kicked my foot out to open for her. She kissed me a little harder now- keeping me quiet.
Her fingers were smooth and delicate at she slid them between my pussy lips and stroked back and forth. The way a girl would know how. Her fingers pressed a little harder on my clit and then gentle again as she stroked backwards, dipping her fingers into my wet cunt.
My hands rested on the back of her head, the short thick mohawk style she wore. My nails caressing the back of her neck while she stroked my pussy, feeling me rocking against her body, slowly.
It was happening so quickly. I didn’t have time to register my thoughts. Just go, just be.
Her stroking me intensified as she felt my body start to respond, her upward stroked now accompanied long seconds of hard rubbing on my clit- side to side, then circles. Her movements were so soft, very different than a man. No, for all her outward appearances, this was not a man.
My cunt was swelling around her fingers and I could feel my wetness dripping down my thigh. Breathing faster, trying not to moan out loud. My knees struggled to hold me. she bit my bottom lip as her fingers attached to my clit now. Rubbing in a controlled frantic beat. Forward and back, side to side, circling… Circling. Pressing. Again.
My heart pounded and out lips were still touching, but we were no longer kissing- just breathing each others breath.
“Now…” She said, feeling my hips shaking and my pussy starting soaking her fingers. I couldn’t help but moan out, once. I buried my face in her shoulder and grind my hips pervertedly towards her fingers. Rocking my clit against her palm while she rubbed it back and forth, cupping my pussy in her soft small, and now very wet hands.
Barely 5 minutes had passed. I was sweating and reeked of sex. She pushed two fingers in my mouth and then licked the rest off on her own. I was shaking. Mentally and physically drained.
Her pager went off.
“I have to answer that,” she said kissing me one last time, “Yes- you are beautiful.”
She made her way up the stairwell and disappeared around a corner leaving me still breathless and somewhat in shock.
Yes, you ARE a bad bad girl…..but oh so very beautiful as well. She was correct. Oh, to have been a fly on the wall for THAT exchange.
– PB
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Whew! That was so nicely written. I could see it playing out in my mind as I read the erotica. Which was very fucking hot, I might add.
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I can barely stop to tie my shoes in my workplace stairwells without someone walking by. Still, I pictured the whole thing happening in my stairwell with me watching from just a few steps below.
You’re wonderful for sharing this.
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This was very hot. Wow. And she sounds like EXACTLY the kind of girl that I would want to fuck.
And now I want me some girlsex.
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Uuumf. I shouldn’t have to read it in the workplace! My work is over! I need sex!
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Super hot story and HATE moments like that though!!!!!!