After Hours

The corporate office party was in full swing, the hum of conversation and clinking glasses filling the open-concept space. Cassidy, resplendent in a fitted red dress that accentuated her curves, navigated the throng with practiced ease. She’d worked hard to climb the corporate ladder, and tonight was reward enough.

That was until she locked eyes with Ryan, her handsome but married colleague. The spark between them was undeniable, even as he attempted to play it cool amidst his wife’s side-eye. Cassidy knew better than to pursue him in the open, though. Discretion was key in their line of work.

As if on cue, Ryan excused himself, citing a pressing need to avail himself of the facilities. Cassidy made her own way to the marble-lined restrooms, heart racing with anticipation. She had a feeling tonight was about to get very interesting.

Upon entering, she found the room surprisingly empty. Whispers of the party’s raunchier aspects drifted in from outside, but Cassidy tuned them out, focusing on the tall, dark figure emerging from the last stall.

“Ryan,” she breathed, her voice husky with desire. He stepped closer, his hands coming to rest on her hips as he backed her against the cool tile. Cassidy wrapped her arms around his neck, fingers tangling in his hair as their lips met in a scorching kiss.

Moans escaped her as he palmed her breasts, thumbs drawing pleasured cries from her throat. The heat between them was palpable, the dress strap falling from her shoulder to bare more of her skin to his greedy touch.

“Cassidy,” Ryan murmured, his hands trailing down to fish the hem of her dress up and around her thighs. “I want you so badly.”

His fingers found the damp heat between her legs and plunged inside, coaxing a cry from her parted lips. The sensations were overwhelming, and she ground against him with wanton need, the friction sending shivers down her spine.

With a groan, Ryan freed his straining erection, positioning it at her entrance. Cassidy braced herself against the wall, arching her back to offer him better access as he thrust deep inside her slick warmth.

The bathroom echoed with their panting and the slap of flesh against flesh as Ryan set a relentless pace. Cassidy’s nails dug into his shoulders, urging him on as he pounded into her with primal intensity.

Just when she thought it couldn’t get more intense, Ryan reached between them to rub her swollen clit in tight circles. Cassidy’s world exploded in a kaleidoscope of pleasure, her orgasm crashing over her in waves as she clenched around him.

Ryan followed soon after, his hot seed pulsing inside her as he filled her with one final, deep thrust. They clung to each other, panting and quivering in the aftermath of their illicit tryst.

Eventually, Ryan adjusted his trousers and gave Cassidy’s hip a gentle squeeze. “We should get back out there before we’re missed,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Cassidy nodded, smoothing her dress back into place as Ryan opened the door to a quieter hall. As they made their way back to the party, arms linked and faces flushed, Cassidy couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement for whatever other secret rendezvous the night might bring.