Sex at the office....

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Just curious as how often it happens?
If you have any good stories...I know a lot of us would enjoy hearing!

About 10 years ago...I was in the men's bathroom...this is a single private room...it was after hours and I thought I was alone on the floor. I had just finished ..shaking hands as they say when the door flew open and an inebriated woman came in completely unaware she was in the mens room.
After a few steps she stopped and took stock of my unzipped pants and third leg....I didnt move ...she started then said ...dont move ...promptly pulled her skirt up panties down and sat down...she smiled as she began her business then reached out for me..asked if I wanted her to suck me...I didnt answer...she was grabbing me and sucking like she had to have it! Needless to say... we engaged in many fun positions without any other talking....then she dressed..and kissed my cheek and disappeared. I never saw her again but that bathroom always made me smile whenever I saw it!
 
It wasn't an office but I used to work at a performing arts center that had 7 different theaters, each of which had nice comfortable dressing rooms. I made good use of them a few times. One that I remember most fondly was with a girl named Jenna who I'd connected with on Craigslist Personals, may they rest in peace.

The first time we met for coffee across the street, we chatted for a bit and then I gave her a backstage tour. I didn't have much expectation ... just figured I'd be nice and flirtatious and maybe reach out to touch her hand and see where things went. In a dressing room, that first time, maybe an hour after we’d met, our eyes met and she just leaned in and kissed me .... and then she leaned against a pillar while I kissed her neck and rubbed her clit in fast circles until she came. She then dropped to her knees and said, “May I?” with a mischievous look in her eye, then sucked me until I came in her mouth.

We met a few more times in dressing rooms, but didn’t fuck those first few times. Just lots of fun with mouths and lips and tongues and fingers.

The time she told me she liked the way I fuck started with me standing in the middle of the dressing room finishing a conference call with some New York entertainment execs, and her on her knees dutifully sucking my cock. I had one hand holding my phone to my ear and the other petting her pretty hair.

I actually ended up speaking on the call, just letting them know I was free the following week when they wanted to follow up. As soon as I spoke, confidently and unwavering even as my cock was being so expertly sucked, she shot me the sexiest look of shock from her knees, then smiled, then went right back to work.

After I said goodbye to the other entertainment execs and hung up, I put her in the armchair in the corner of the dressing room. I pushed her legs open and returned the favor. (She was wearing what she wore every day -- a skirt and no panties.) “Your tongue was like a vibrator,” she would write later.

After a little while I turned her around so she was on her knees on the seat of the chair, her hands gripping the high back, and I fucked her there. I had both hands on her shoulders at first, pulling her whole body down while I hammered into her harder and harder. At some point I grabbed a fistful of hair and as I got closer to cumming I started slapping her beautiful round ass.

Afterward we made use of the dressing room shower, making out naked while the water fell all around us. I left the condom in the garbage for the cleaning crew to find, if they were paying attention at all.

We fucked a few more times after that until our work schedules no longer aligned enough to make it work regularly. She always told me, “I like the way you fuck.” And I would say .. I like the way you get fucked.

Fond memories. I don't work there anymore and now only have a private office in a coworking space that isn't very private ... and a home office where I work about halk the time. I make use of that mostly for daytime phone sex though ... and am always looking for sweet ladies to call me from their offices or wherever they're working during the day ... :)
 
lol I'm not an actor ... I was the PR guy for the venue. Gave me plenty of opportunity to make use of the dressing rooms during the day, when no one else was backstage.
 
Just curious as how often it happens?
If you have any good stories...I know a lot of us would enjoy hearing!

About 10 years ago...I was in the men's bathroom...this is a single private room...it was after hours and I thought I was alone on the floor. I had just finished ..shaking hands as they say when the door flew open and an inebriated woman came in completely unaware she was in the mens room.
After a few steps she stopped and took stock of my unzipped pants and third leg....I didnt move ...she started then said ...dont move ...promptly pulled her skirt up panties down and sat down...she smiled as she began her business then reached out for me..asked if I wanted her to suck me...I didnt answer...she was grabbing me and sucking like she had to have it! Needless to say... we engaged in many fun positions without any other talking....then she dressed..and kissed my cheek and disappeared. I never saw her again but that bathroom always made me smile whenever I saw it!


Where did you live lol.
 
Unfortunately this did not happen to me but a married woman that I met on Lit several years ago told me her story.

Her and a co-worker would chat back and forth through chat during the day. Overtime, the chat got more and more flirtatious. One day it got really steamy so they worked late, waiting till everyone else had left. They then went into the conference room where they started to make out, then hands started to roam, clothes fell off and before she knew it, she was being taken from behind, bent over the conference room table. She let him cum inside of her so when she got home and hubby started to get frisky, she had to run to the bathroom quickly to clean up and change her underwear so that hubby would not find cum in the crotch.

They started a weekly thing where they would stay late and have sex. I was actually chatting with her late one evening and she told me that she had a volleyball game that evening so did not have a lot of time for sex with the guy so she just gave him a quick blow job and went to her game with a load of his cum in her belly. This went on about a year before the guy got a girlfriend and stopped the office affair.
 
I occasionally have sex with the head of security for our company. He has an office in a back hallway that is pretty isolated. He's married and in his forties. It began one day when I was wearing a particularly tight pair of pink pants. I had worn them before and nobody said anything, but this time he asked me to come to his office and proceeded to lecture me on appropriate dress, but I could tell he had a gleam in his eye like he was joking. He walked behind me and looked at my ass and said I may as well just walk around naked if I was going to dress like that. I jokingly said in that case I may as well just take them off. He spanked me with his hand and told me I was being a naughty girl. Anyway, one thing led to another and pretty soon he had me bent over his desk and was doing me from behind. We do it maybe once a week, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one in the office, although I don't know for sure.
 
I occasionally have sex with the head of security for our company. He has an office in a back hallway that is pretty isolated. He's married and in his forties. It began one day when I was wearing a particularly tight pair of pink pants. I had worn them before and nobody said anything, but this time he asked me to come to his office and proceeded to lecture me on appropriate dress, but I could tell he had a gleam in his eye like he was joking. He walked behind me and looked at my ass and said I may as well just walk around naked if I was going to dress like that. I jokingly said in that case I may as well just take them off. He spanked me with his hand and told me I was being a naughty girl. Anyway, one thing led to another and pretty soon he had me bent over his desk and was doing me from behind. We do it maybe once a week, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one in the office, although I don't know for sure.

Wish you worked in my office.
 
When I last had a boyfriend who was also a coworker, we used to occasionally make use of my lunchtimes to "get it on" in my little private office. The door has a lock and no way to see in, so hey, why not? Most often I would find myself bent forward across my desk, skirt hiked up my back, panties down around one ankle, and he would do his part by rhythmically boning me. Things would come to fruition, and he would take his leave. I would get my clothing back into its normal prim and professional presentation, get my desk back in order, and, um, light a scented candle to cover up any lingering aromas of fucking.

It was not unusual for a student to visit me there mere minutes after a pair of recent orgasms. They would have no reason to think such a thing happened where they stood, but I knew, and I found that mildly entertaining.
 
Mmmmmmm the excitement of it all...the lingering scent...disheveled look....mmmmm

Keep em coming!
 
I did once but it was after hours.

My office was in the same building as a hotel. Down in the hotel bar on a Friday night I met a beautiful Latina and we got to chatting. She was staying at the hotel but complained that the view from her room wasn't good. So I took her upstairs to the office where we had a balcony overlooking the city and marble tabled conference rooms which also provides a great view of the city. She took her photos then kissed me. She was later laid on one of those conference tables.

She was also a squirter and made a mess of the whole room and my suit.

I spent the night in her hotel room afterward.

Come Monday, my weekly meeting was moved to that conference room and I was trying really hard to keep a straight face. They also did a good job cleaning up.

That weekend I checked off two bucket list items, sex in the office and with a woman 20 years my senior (I was 28 at the time, she was 49).
 
When I last had a boyfriend who was also a coworker, we used to occasionally make use of my lunchtimes to "get it on" in my little private office. The door has a lock and no way to see in, so hey, why not? Most often I would find myself bent forward across my desk, skirt hiked up my back, panties down around one ankle, and he would do his part by rhythmically boning me. Things would come to fruition, and he would take his leave. I would get my clothing back into its normal prim and professional presentation, get my desk back in order, and, um, light a scented candle to cover up any lingering aromas of fucking.

It was not unusual for a student to visit me there mere minutes after a pair of recent orgasms. They would have no reason to think such a thing happened where they stood, but I knew, and I found that mildly entertaining.

Hot story! Lol, just realized this is old as fuck
 
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