Drew's Last Day

We were quickly pulling our clothes on so we could make the move across the expansive lobby of our building over to the area where the showers were located. One of the perks of working for an internationally based software company, they invest in things like a shower facility and fitness center at work.

Giggling like school boys we headed out of our area and into the lobby. I knew that Drew hadn’t seen the pool of pearlescent cum pooled just to the side of the door, but it caught my eye again as we moved past it.

Once to the door, I was thankful that my key card was in my phone case, as the rest of my things had been left by my desk. Scanning quickly, we entered the musty room, and Drew was on me. Kissing me deeply and pawing at my clothes. Reaching down, I gripped the fat phallus that had only moments ago been prostate deep inside me.

“Jesus Christ, this fucker is so hot” I thought to myself as I continued to pull on his sheathed weapon.

Drew’s mouth migrated from my mouth to my neck, causing me to emit strangled whimpers of pleasure, chills running through my body and covering me in goose bumps. Up slightly, he tugged on my earlobe with his teeth, pulling ever so slightly. I was completely enraptured in the pleasure he was causing me.

I don’t recall how I got out of my clothes or how we made it into the shower itself, but I was plucked viciously from my reverie when the less than hot water hit me.

“Shit, sorry Mikey…” Drew said as I winced and pulled away from it.

He then smothered me again with his body. His fat dick sliding my the crease of my lower abdomen and thigh meeting. He must have had a quick recovery, because I could feel the greasy, stickiness of his precum sliding with him.

“I’m starting to regret taking that job baby…” Drew said to me as he pulled back from me momentarily.

I was thinking the same thing, but quickly remembered my husband and his girlfriend, and knew this wouldn’t end well if long term. I just looked up at him, and sank to my knees while I maintained eye contact.

Slowly I took his dripping head into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head of his perfect cock, lapping up his precum as I went. The odd bob down the shaft, to ensure him maximum pleasure. Reaching between his legs, and I ran a finger over his taint, forward and up his sack. A high pitched squeal emitted from his throat and his knees almost gave out.

He yanked me off my knees and attacked my face. His tongue fighting for dominance and hungry with lust, invaded my mouth. He was like a dementor sucking my soul from my body, but I knew one way or other, he be shooting it back into me.

He pulled away and spun me quickly around to face the wall. Without missing a beat he lined up and drove deep inside my already dripping hole. Forgetting myself I let out a full throated, guttural moan of pleasure. Every inch of his pulsing shaft, sinking into my depths like a hot knife in butter – only to begin an immediate retreat. I felt, again, like he was pulling my soul out with him.

I wasn’t prepared for what came next. Pressing my face against the cold tile wall, he slammed back in and began the most brutal, powerful, spine tingling assault on my ass. Powerful thrust, after powerful thrust clapped against my exposed cheeks. From head to balls each time. I’ve never experienced that kind of pleasure.

Clearly this man had what it took to be a pure alpha male, because his endurance for the speed and ferocity of his fucks was amazing. He never faltered in his pounding. I was lost in the pleasure of that fat piece of meat beating my prostate into submission. I was a whimpering pile of nerves within minutes. My whole body was electrified.

Just when I thought he couldn’t do any more to me, I felt his chest on my back, and his hands moved up my sides and around to my chest. Like laser guided missiles he found my nipples. It only took one roll of them between his fingers and my cock rocketed rope after rope of cum onto the wall. I let out a silent scream and my body when stiff. The orgasm was so powerful I couldn’t open my eyes, and wasn’t confident enough in my ability to hold myself up enough to let go of the wall.

I knew that I’d clamped down hard on his cock still pummeling my guts, which must have pushed him over the edge, because I felt it growing. It felt like he was doubling in size, inside me. I could feel that vibration of his orgasms, as he draped himself across my back. Arching my back, I pressed myself back into his crotch, hoping for him to cum deeper in me.

“FUCK Mikey, I’m cumming…” He said and he squeezed me to him.

The shower echoed with the simultaneous sounds of his staccato moans, ragged breath, and punctuated with his heavy thrusts. I felt his cock deflating inside, as he came down from the orgasm, slowly slipping out of me.

“Jesus Drew, that was the best fuck I’ve ever had.” I said as I turned around to face him.

He blushed, looking almost embarrassed, “I’ve never wanted to fuck someone like that Mikey, and I’ve definitely never been able to recover so quickly. I just couldn’t help myself.”

Leaning in for another deep kiss, I returned it with vigor. This man could become a problem for me real quick. However, since he was moving, it might not be too bad.

We soaped up and got rid of the external evidence of our indiscretions. Drew must have planned ahead, because he had a bag in the shower room that had a towel in it for us to dry off. Hot and smart.

He had to leave right away when we got out of the room, something about getting home to his girlfriend, but given that I was interrupted in the middle of something I still had to pack up my stuff.

When I got back to my desk I was on cloud 9, I’d just been fucked by one of the hottest men I worked with…TWICE!

I decided that I should check my email quick before I go. There is a meeting invite from the CEO for 7:00 A.M. the next morning. Curious what he might want, I opened the invite and all that’s there is a picture of Drew balls deep inside me, both our eyes closed, on the desk.

FUCK…