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  “Okay then. You can go. I would be right behind you.”

  “No, silly. You cannot come right behind me.”

  He slapped his forehead. “I’m sorry. You are right. I would come a few minutes afterwards.”

  “You know why, don’t you?”

  “So that we don’t attract any attention.”

  “Good.”

  She glanced around as if looking for something. And then she stood up. As she walked away, Carl gazed after her. There was no doubt that she was beautiful and she carried herself well, almost like a super model.

  Who would have thought that she was heading to the bathroom to fuck him?

  Who would have imagined that this same hot and sophisticated-looking damsel was going to get screwed in a couple of minutes?

  A well-dressed corporate woman indeed. A woman who was so beautiful, and yet ready to get down and dirty in a bathroom.

  Carl turned his attention to the presenter on the podium. He couldn’t make any sense of what was being said. His mind was on what he was about to do with Jessica.

  Fucking in such a public place.

  Carl knew that because of the limited space that would be available in the bathroom, there was not going to be any chance for formalities like foreplay.

  It was going to be direct, raw, and unbridled fucking.

  Raw, & pure.

  Animalistic, savage, and unhindered.

  Maybe that was why she considered him to be a meal that she wanted to gobble up so readily.

  And he didn’t mind being eaten up.

  Not as long as he had the chance to hit that ass and get in between her sweet thighs.

  Damn. Just thinking about her again was enough to get him hot with desire.

  He checked his wristwatch and decided he had waited enough already.

  Carl stood up and placed his briefcase on his seat. As he walked away, he was conscious of the bulge on his pants. But he didn’t care.

  Who was going to be looking at his crotch at that moment? Such a person must be a pervert or simply without any focus.

  Or simply not sure of why they were there.

  Or a devourer of cocks like Jessica was.

  He soon made his way to where the bathrooms were located. Carl pushed through the door and stepped into the male section. He looked around. Everywhere was quiet. He saw a row of doors and began to check each one of them.

  When he had gone through them all, he frowned. He was not worried that they were empty. He was worried that he could not find Jessica.

  He ran his fingers through his hair. Where could she be?

  And then it hit him: maybe she was in the female section.

  The female section?

  Damn. Of course yes. She wouldn’t be in the male section. She would be in the female section.

  As he made his way out, he felt his face redden in embarrassment. Was he supposed to have confirmed from Jessica where she was going to be? Wasn’t he supposed to have realized this easily?

  But how could he have thought of this when he was anxious with raw and unbridled lust, and a boner that was threatening to burst out of his pants at any moment?

  He took a deep breath and pushed through the door that led into the female section. As he closed the door behind him, one of the cubicles opened.

  Was it another woman coming out, he wondered.

  What was she going to say on seeing him there?

  There was a woman quite alright. She was standing in the doorway and smiling at him. It was Jessica. She signaled to him to be quiet and then beckoned to him to come over quickly.

  He hurried to where she was and went into the cubicle.

  Once inside, she closed the door and looked at him. “Did you miss your way?” she whispered.

  “What do you think? I was in the men’s, going through the whole place one door at a time.”

  She gaped at him. “You were looking for me in the men’s bathroom?”

  “I am really sorry,” he whispered. “I don’t know what came over my thoughts that I couldn’t think straight anymore.”

  She smiled. “How could you think straight with this thing in between your legs?”

  “What thing?”

  She grabbed his crotch. It was as if that was the only way he could be reminded of his erection.

  Carl gasped. “Easy, easy, easy,” he begged.

  “Easy? You want me to take it easy? What about me?”

  “What about you?”

  “Do you know how long I was waiting for you?”

  “But you asked me to wait a few minutes before coming after you.”

  “Yes, I did. But I didn’t count on you wasting so much time checking in the wrong places.”

  He sighed. “It is alright, Jessica. It was my fault. Now, can we please get down to business?”

  “Sure. We are going to get down to business right away,” she said as she unzipped his pants. She did not have to reach in to free his erection. It seemed to have a life of its own as it jumped out and reared its pink smooth head at her like a one-eyed snake.

  “Quickly,” he whispered. “Turn around and lift up your skirt.”

  She frowned at him. “Quickly?”

  “Didn’t you say you have been waiting for so long?”

  “Yes, I did. But I never said that we were going to rush into fucking right away.”

  “We aren’t rushing the fuck?”

  “No, not at all.”

  He glanced around the cubicle. There was not much space when one considered that it was designed to take just a water closet and a toilet and then one occupant. It was never designed for two occupants. And it was surely not designed for two occupants to relax and make-out.

  “What are you thinking of?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe I am confused.”

  “Why should you be confused?”

  “What did you really call me here for?”

  “To eat you up, of course.”

  “Okay. And how do you want to do that?”

  “I am going to take off my clothes. I suggest you do the same.”

  He gaped at her. “Take off my clothes? In here? Are you serious?”

  “Of course I am serious. Do I look like someone who is playing around?”

  “But where is the space or time to indulge in taking off our clothes?”

  “The space is just right, Carl. And the time? We can make the best use of what is available if you stop asking questions and just do as I have said.”

  He wanted to say something again. But when he saw her slip off her dress and then begin to take off her bra, he decided against it.

  Carl quickly unbuckled his belt and got out of his pants. He was still undoing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt when he saw her gazing at him. She was all naked, with her clothes strewn on the water closet. “You are now the one stopping a good thing from happening,” she whispered with a smile.

  “I’m coming,” he said as he struggled out of his shirt.

  “Here, let me help you,” she offered.

  Carl could not take off his eyes from her curvaceous body as she assisted him in undressing. He was soon standing in just his shoes and socks with a massive boner sticking out of his groin.

  “Let us get started already,” he said as he lunged for her breasts.

  Jessica slapped his hands away. “Would you take it easy?”

  “Take it easy? How can I take it easy? Why are we taking it easy when anyone can come in here any moment?”

  “And so?” she whispered back at him. “We have to do it properly.”

  “Do what properly?”

  “The fuck, of course.”

  “And how do you propose we do that?”

  “Here,” she said, handing him her panties and bra.

  “What are these for?” he asked as he held them.

  “Put them on.”

  “You are joking, right?”

  “You are not ready to fuck me, right?”

  “Of course I am ready
. But why should I put on your clothes?”

  “Because I want you to do so, Carl. Otherwise there would be no fucking.”

  “No fucking? You have got to be kidding.”

  “I am dead serious, Carl. Everything is now up to you. Either you do as I want or you can kiss fucking me goodbye.”

  He glanced from the clothes in his hands to her curvaceous body. “No, we must fuck,” he said finally.

  She watched him as he easily slipped into her panties. But he struggled to clip the bra behind him. “Could you help me out here?”

  “I thought you wouldn’t ask.”

  After she had clipped it, he wrapped his hands around her waist. “Bring this ass to me.”

  “Stop it, Carl,” she whispered.

  “But we have to fuck.”

  “And we will.”

  “When?”

  “Soon.”

  “Soon? But I already put on your panties and bra.”

  “It remains one more thing.”

  “Which is?”

  She reached into the pocket of her dress and brought out a lipstick. “This.”

  “No, no, no, not that. You are not putting any lipstick on me.”

  “What if that is all that is left for us to fuck?”

  “That was what you said before I put on your undies.”

  “I know. But trust me, this is the last part of it all,” she smiled.

  “Alright. Go ahead then.”

  She came closer to him and began to apply the lipstick.

  Carl could feel his heart racing as she stood so close to him. She was so close that he could perceive her body lotion and perfume. His head was swimming as he fantasized about how he was going to enjoy her.

  “I don’t know which is better.”

  “Excuse me.”

  She touched his face and played with his eyebrows. “You look so beautiful now, Carl. With my undies and this lipstick on you, I really cannot control myself, lovely girl.”

  “Girl? I am a man.”

  “You are now a girl to me, Carl. My girl.”

  “I am a –”

  He did not complete what he wanted to say because Jessica’s lips found his. As she kissed him, her hand found his cock and began to fondle it. He wrapped his hands around her waist and held her close to himself.

  Jessica kissed him and then began to suck on his lips. That was when Carl realized that she was licking away all the lipstick she had meticulously applied.

  She then left his face and went down on her knees. She swallowed his eager and demanding cock in her mouth. He moaned softly as he watched her give him a superb blow job.

  Her fingers found his balls and began to fondle him.

  He blinked several times as he felt his legs begin to shudder. He was not in control as he began to cum.

  Jessica stood up and licked her lips. “You know we still have to do more than just a blow job.”

  “Yeah, that is true. I want to fuck you badly.”

  “In my pussy, right?”

  “Yeah.”

  “But you are already limp. And the conference is still on.”

  “So?”

  “Maybe we would meet later on,” she said as she reached for her dress.

  “But I want more now.”

  “With what? Your dick is still limp. And besides, this place is too small and too tight. Relax, we would meet later in a more conducive place.”

  They got dressed and exited the bathroom.

  Back at the conference center, Carl found that his mind was blank. All he could think about was Jessica. She really put him under a spell.

  THE END

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