The Confession and the Christmas Present

It was the xmas Party for the office where I have temp’d during the holidays for the last 2 years. A guy I have been on again off again with[but always remained friendly] His best friend Steve, and his new flavor all decided to go as a group this year. The sexual tension between Steve and I has always been off the charts. I was accustomed to teasing and flirting with him, almost mercilessly, knowing full well how he felt. he once even asked Allen if he would care if he fucked me during one of our hiatuses. Al told him to fuck off…LOL!
I was well on my way to a good buzz again from the drinking before dinner and the occasional drinks at the bars we stopped in, including the Everclear Daiquiri I had been sucking on through out our journey down to Bourbon.

I had finished off two beers and had to pee really bad. I told Allen where I was going and gave him my bottle; he was enjoying the music and nodded.

I disappeared into the back of the building, following some of the other women, I found the ladies room. It took me a bit because I had to wait, but that was cool, it gave me a chance to look over my hair and makeup, and see just how fucked up I was getting.

I laughed silently at myself, drunk or not, I still felt fucking hot and thought I looked good. One girl even smacked my ass and asked me if I would eat her pussy, I laughed and told her to find me after I pissed. I don’t know what happened to her.

As I came out of the bathroom I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me backwards. I was about to scream when a hand went over my mouth, “Shhhh.”

I looked up to see Steve, “Shhh, its’ just me.”

“What the fuck!” I turned to face him, hitting his chest with my hand, “You scared the shit out of me!”

“I saw you come over this way. I thought I’d take a chance.”

“What?”

He pulled me back towards men’s room and through the door. He stopped to look and see who was in there, and luckily, no one at that moment, that we could see.

“Steve?!”

“Shhh, I don’t want us getting caught.”

“Caught for what?”

He pulled me to the farthest stall in the darkened corner, dragging me in behind him, locking the door. I looked at him like he was insane. He turned back to me and put his arms around my waist, bringing me up to meet his lips, he smelled of beer and cigarettes and I pushed away from him.

“Damn it, what are you doing?!” I whispered in a heightened panic.

“Fucking you, I can’t stand it any more.” he was pulling my mini skirt up and my panties down.

“Steve!” I was holding on to him and pushing him away at the same time.

“Oh hell no, you fucking teased me all though dinner. And for two damn years I’ve been wanting to get my hands on you. Now, I get my chance.”

“No, come one Steve, not here not…uhhh.” I gasped; his hot solid cock running deep inside my wetness. He pulled my leg up, my heel catching his calf as I pushed into him.

He managed to hike up my shirt and expose my bra, skillfully pulling my  D’s from their confines. His lips were soft and aggressive against me while he masterfully stroked in and out of my confines.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted you for so long, you feel so good under me.”

“Oh Steve!” I arched my hips to meet his thrusts and pushed hard into his body.

He caressed my breasts with his hands and worked his tongue up and down between my chest, neck and lips. I gave into his cravings and sexual abduction of my body. Honestly, I wanted it as fucking much as he did, maybe more.

He smothered himself in my long hair, whispering naughty things in my ear as he kissed me, pumping me hard and full. I moaned, and he put his lips to mine, tonguing me to soften the sound. I’m sure who ever came in and out of the room heard us, but I didn’t care. This was a hell of a Christmas gift.

He stopped and pulled free of my body, shaft shiny with juices from my sex. Steve pushed me back against the wall and lifted my leg again, kneeling down before me.

He looked at me once as if looking for approval, and I nodded yes. His tongue was almost as hot and stiff as his cock as it masterfully worked on my swollen lips and protruding clit. I came, moaning and squirting liquid all over his face and down his neck.

He cleaned me quickly and worked for more, making me cream three more times. When I could take no more, I put my hands in his hair and motioned to him to stop.

He stood up, cock stiffer than before, and turned me around so I faced the wall. He pulled the back of my skirt over my hips and pushed deep into my pussy, holding my hips tightly. I pushed against the stall wall and forced harder onto him, moaning and coming again.

Feeling it run down my legs, he moaned, tightened his muscles, and let loose the fire he held back for so long. I felt the heat all the way up to my breasts.

He pumped up into me, filling me until he went soft and the pulled away, catching the cream that came with him in his hand and rubbed it on my ass. What a turn on.

He grabbed some TP and wiped off his legs and around his balls a bit, and then wiped a bit of the cream from my legs. He turned me back to him, holding me up until I was able to account for my balance, kissed me softly, tenderly stroking my swollen, creamy pussy.

“God your good.” he whispered, pressing against me.

“So are you,” I breathed heavily.

We heard a few people come in and out, and I was finally able to gain my composure and adjust my skirt and shirt as he tucked himself away and fixed his clothes.

He handed my panties to me, and I folded them up into his hand, “Keep them, we may never get to do this again.”

I put my arms around him and kissed him deeply, “thank you. I’ve wanted to be with you for a long time now. I just didn’t think it would be this way, or in a place like this.”

“Me either, but, what the hell, it was exciting.”

“God yes! Maybe next year we can do it again?”

“I don’t want to wait until next year.”

“Maybe we won’t have too. You know as well as I do Allen goes out of town a lot, maybe we can slip away then.”

“Yeah, that would be great.”

“Steve, we better get back.”

“I know. You think they would be looking for us by now.”

“Who knows, maybe they forgot about us.”

“Unlikely, Allen watches over you like a hawk.”

“Yeah, but he can’t be with me all the time.”

“No, he can’t.” He collected me and kissed me fully, I pushed softly up into him, not wanting to let go.

“Come on, before we get found out.”

I shook my head, reluctantly.

He slipped out of the stall, looking to make sure no one would see me, and then motioned to me to come on. I hurried to his side and we eased out the door as someone came in, they were drunk, and I doubt they even thought anything of it.

We worked our way through the crowd, back to Allen and Charlene, but before we got to where they could see us he pulled me back to him for one last kiss. It was soft and loving, with angst and passion. He touched my face and I saw something there I hadn’t before, he smiled.

“Thank you.” he whispered in my ear, brushing my cheek, “Merry Christmas Lexi.”

“Merry Christmas Steve.”