An Office Fantasy

I was late leaving work last night, was last one there. I went to a vacant office and locked myself in and got comfy on a large chair. I recalled some of the videos and imagined that you had told me to do this to help me become less inhibited. I began fooling around. and in my mind became embarrassed at the thought of someone was watching. As my intensity got more I pulled up my dress and peeled my panties down to my ankles. He walked out of the shadows, fully dressed but with his cock out. He took my panties from my ankles, put them in his pocket and then just bent down and entered me. I think I screamed, but no sound was heard. He leaned foward and kissed me, and held my hands as he smoothly drove in, and back... his eyes measured my response. and omg he knew when to quicken... and I thought of you and our chats and it was like you were watching us. You must have been enjoying it, your pants stuck out like a tent. There was only window light and it was nearly dark outside. My nail polish was as dark as my gentle assailant's skin as my hands were held by his. His mouth muffled my cry as my back arched, and then the waves, omg the room spun then he made a noise into my neck and a warmth spread through me. When I realized what it was I began to cry. So emotionally overcome, I was whispering things I know I didn't mean. And he began thrusting wildly, riding high on me the friction was intense. I totally caved, my waves coming again. And my tears. It was quite dark when I was able to calm down enough to tuck my underwear in my purse, put my shoes back on and try to hide the wet spot. I walked shakily across the wide, empty parking lot under streetlights, my dress clinging to the wetness beneath. I walked slowly, felt like eyes somewhere could see through my clothes, could see how easy I would be to take again. I didn't even try to be modest getting in the car.