Swingles

At the end of my second week with my new company, my day changed suddenly and for the better when a message came up on the intranet: Fancy some sex now? Bathroom, second stall, bring a telephone.

Not knowing what to expect, but full of excitement, I grabbed my mobile and headed for the multi sex bathroom we shared in the complex. It seemed deserted so I closed the door of the middle stall behind me expectantly, only to find it empty. A text came through: Get naked; this is your lucky day. My blood started boiling with anticipation.

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I undressed with a bit of hesitation. What if this was a silly joke aimed at the new guy? Just as I wanted to quit this bizarre event, my phone rang – number withheld on the screen. Her voice was filled with sex and lust. I felt my arousal grow.

Get your body onto mine she said. But how, I can not see you? I am next door she said, feel me on the wall. I listened closely to the partitioning and sure as hell, she was there, whispering in my ear. My breasts are yours, stroke them as you wish, she commanded. My hands shot up to chest height against the wall.

That’s so good she said with bated breath. I am yours, all of me she continued purring in my ear. I want to feel you fingering me now. I dropped to my knees and knocked on the height I knew her pussy was right now.

She took a few sharp breaths in my ear. I want your tongue deep inside me she whispered. Taste me now I did as I was told and could sense her rubbing her sweet hot spot against the thin wall. In my mind I was eating her wildly. My whole body wanted to have this mystery woman and right now

Come in here I begged. Silence. Please, I begged even more, I need to have you. You will never have me, she answered and the phone went dead. My reactions were too slow as I struggled to get up from my knees I heard the stall door next to mine open and close.

I struggled to get myself calm enough to get dressed. The clicking of high heels on the floor told the story of a girl leaving fast. I was left devastated, horny and fighting a throbbing bulge into my pants.

After what felt like hours, my cock went down and I could slip back into the office. My eyes darted from desk to desk in search of the girl of my dreams, but not a single one even noticed me. She was gone for good. Back at my workstation, a new message waited for me: You were perfect. Want to do it again tomorrow?

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