[M/F] Quickie at work | 2016

My boyfriend and I work together as AV techs for a popular hotel chain. Most days it consists of listening to white haired execs in fancy suits blabber on about dividends and bull shit. Well, this morning, we were not needed in our positions for the meeting, but we aren't allowed to leave the room. He and I have always been adventurous in the bedroom, but I hadn't seen him in a couple weeks and I just couldn't wait for the bedroom today. Luckily, there were several, dark spots among the drape and road boxes behind the set. We casually made our way over, (separately of course, so as not to raise suspicion). The coast was clear, so I throw him onto a stack of chairs and kiss him, aggressively. His hands slide under my shirt and bra, fondling my tits and lightly pinching my nipples. His other hand slips down my pants and finds my pussy wet with anticipation. My hand feels for his zipper and I quickly search for my prize. His already hard cock pulsates in my hand. I place my lips on it, sucking out the pre cum. His long finger slips inside my tight pussy and I quietly gasp from the sensation. Our kissing is more urgent now, more passionate. His fingers are skilled and he rubs my clit causing my body to convulse. I stroke his cock, licking the stream of pre-cum off my fingers. We can't fight the urge anymore...I turn, with my ass facing him, let my pants fall to my knees and pull my panties to the side. My face holds a look of ecstasy as I feel his rock hard cock push through my slit for the first time. His hips gyrating, thrusting his cock in and out of my soaking pink pussy. I have a moment of clarity, "Him and I... fucking...at work...we could get caught...we could get in so much trouble....and it turns me on even more!!!" I feel the rise inside me building, his pace quickens, I can tell he is close too. My pussy tightens and I cover his cock with my cum. He pulls out quickly, I turn, facing him, drop to my knees, and swallow his cock whole, just in time from him shoot his load in my throat. I'll never forget the sweet taste of our juices swirling together in stolen ecstasy.