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Training Day
Whoever invented Powerpoint should be hanged. Another hour of watching dry presentations by contracting and procurement agents was enough to make her think about jumping out the window. Is there anything worse than sitting in a room full of trainees watching someone read off Powerpoint bullets? They were in the second day of training and she had a serious case of distracted listening. She checked her phone again, hoping for an email or text without any luck, the vibrations had gone dead.
The room was full of government employees, which meant not a lot of interesting people. In fact, her limited attempts at communicating with the folks around her had produced a dozen trivial conversations about the weather and sports, two subjects she had no interest in. As usual, she was one of the only women in the room, also the youngest. She wasn?t elitist about it, but she also guessed she was one of the more educated in the room. Her degrees and work experience often made her feel that way in these situations. There was one guy across the room she hadn?t met before yesterday, he was from Upstate New York and had driven over for the training. There might be some potential there, he looked about her age, filled out his dress shirt nicely, and had a sense of humor? at least as much of a sense of humor as you could display when commenting on contractor specifications. He had joked with her while they were getting lunch yesterday (she kicked herself because she never seemed to react quickly enough to that kind of thing), and she had caught him looking her way a couple of times. It was enough for her to choose to wear a skirt this morning and a blouse that showed a little more cleavage, maybe because it would give her something to dream about during the dull droning recitations today. In fact, this morning, she thought he?d leaned in a little close as he reached past her for a bagel, rubbing against her arm, she could smell his hair and skin and it gave her a bit to think about.
Another slide, followed by another, she had pretty much lost herself in doodling when miraculously they reached the break. Thank God! She came out of her trance and headed for the hallway. She didn?t really need to use the restroom, but sure appreciated the cooler air and a chance to stretch her legs. She lingered in the foyer for a moment as folks started to wrestle over the leftover bagels and then noticed the New York ranger headed down the hallway toward the restrooms. Oddly, he didn?t turn into the men?s room but continued past to a door further down the hall. Curious, she followed, past both restrooms and realized it was a stairwell. She glanced over her shoulder, saw no one else in the hall and decided to take a chance and follow.
She didn?t usually think of herself as adventurous, but today she was nearly bored to tears and any new experience was welcome, besides, she recalled a coffee shop across the street and assumed he was headed for a caffeine fix. In fact, she was a bit proud of herself for the spontaneity of the decision. Proud that is, right up until she heard the heavy metal door click shut behind her and realized she was locked in the stairwell. Great! So much for being one of the smarter ones in the room, what was she going to do now?
She started for the stairs headed down and heard a sound. Before she could turn, she felt a hand slip over her mouth and another around her waist. She stiffened but immediately recognized the smell of his skin, and his grip was firm but not uncomfortable. She felt his warm breath on the back of her neck and he whispered, ?Am I what you were looking for??
To her surprise she heard herself mutter ?uh-huh? through the fingers across her mouth and nodded her head. She felt his lips press hard against her neck as he softly bit her while sliding his hand over her chin, across her neck and collarbone, and into the neck of her blouse. Her knees buckled slightly and she moaned as he held her around her stomach with her other arm and pulled her into his strong body. He held her up with one thigh while he slid his hand into her bra and fingered her nipple. She gasped and pushed him back against the wall, amazed at how quickly she could be wet. He spun her around and kissed her deeply, she could taste the coffee on his breath.
He took her by the hips and pressed her back into the ascending stairs. She sat back as he slid his strong hands up her legs beneath her skirt. As he raised her skirt, she could feel the cool air of the stairwell and the cold steel of the stairs against her soaked thighs. He grabbed the top of her panties and slid them off, pulled her knees apart and dove beneath her skirt. Again, she felt her breath catch as the feel of his beard combined with the warmth of his tongue across her clit. She could sense his surprise when he found her so ready, and his eagerness and the daring of the situation brought her almost immediately to a wrenching orgasm. She clenched his head with her thighs and grabbed handfuls of his hair as she rocked through the waves. As she relaxed, he stood up, reached for her hands and pulled her roughly to her feet.
She finally caught her breath and looked up into his eyes. They were ravenous in the way they searched her face while he groped at her breasts through her bra. She unbuttoned his top button and dragged her teeth across his chest, satisfied to hear him gasp in reciprocation. Now it was her turn, she reached down and grabbed the top of his zipper. She was pleased his pants (and boxers) were fairly loose, though she seemed to be having an effect as she wrestled his cock loose. She dropped to her knees and took his stiffening cock in her mouth as she massaged his balls through the fabric. He was a very gratifying subject, he moaned deeply as she felt him swell and tasted the drops of precum on her tongue, she felt his hands on the back of her head and accommodated his desire by taking him fully into her throat, he muffled a cry.
He reluctantly grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to her feet. They kissed and she could feel his desire. He spun her again and she reached forward to steady herself on the handrail. He grabbed her from behind and she could feel the cool air again as he flipped her skirt up onto her back. The stairwell resounded with the sound of the slap as she could feel the red spot burn on her ass, she moaned again as he entered her and almost lifted her off her feet with the strength of his thrusts. He was grunting like an animal as he took her deep and hard, finally stopping as she felt him throb inside of her.
Another slide followed by another. They had barely made it back in time for the end of the break, sliding back into seats across the room. She watched out of the corner of her eye as he smoothed a glistening lock of hair stuck to his forehead. She shifted in her seat, feeling how wet she was with their mingled juices. Another slide, another droning presentation, she let her mind wander, wondering what someone would think when they came upon her discarded panties in the stairwell?