Chapter 2: The Restroom
The memory of Selina's body, her moans, her taste, was etched into his mind, a constant distraction. He shifted in his seat, his pants feeling suddenly too tight. He needed to focus, to get some work done, but all he could think about was her.
Lawrence's phone buzzed on his desk, breaking him out of his thoughts. He picked it up, his heart skipping a beat when he saw Selina's name flashing on the screen. He swiped to answer, putting the phone to his ear.
"Hey," he said, his voice low and gruff. He cleared his throat, trying to sound more professional. "What's up, Selina?"
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and then Selina's voice, soft and sultry, filled his ear. "I was just thinking about our meeting yesterday," she said.
Lawrence's grip tightened on the phone, his body responding to her tone. "Oh, yeah?" he asked, playing along. "And what exactly were you thinking about?"
Selina chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down his spine.
"Well, I was thinking about how... thorough you were in your... inspection," she said, her voice dropping to a low, suggestive whisper.
Lawrence leaned back in his chair, his eyes closing briefly as he imagined her body writhing beneath his touch. "Thorough, huh?" he replied, his voice laced with amusement. "I aim to please."
"Oh, you pleased," Selina assured him, her voice filled with satisfaction. "But I was hoping we could... inspect each other again. In detail."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with desire at her words. He had been thinking the same thing, had been craving another taste of her, another chance to explore her body. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his desk, his eyes locked onto hers. "What did you have in mind, Selina?"
Selina bit her lower lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, I was thinking we could start with a repeat performance of our last meeting. You know, just to make sure everything is still... working properly," she said, her voice laced with innuendo.
Lawrence's grip tightened on the phone, his body responding to her suggestive tone. He glanced towards the restroom, then back at Selina, a smirk playing on his lips. "I see. And what if someone walks in while we're... inspecting each other?"
Selina's eyes flashed with excitement at the thought. "Well, that would make it even more... thrilling, wouldn't it?" she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"But I trust you to make sure we don't get caught."
Lawrence's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and challenge. "Oh, I have no intention of getting caught, Selina. But I do love a good risk."
He stood up, his chair scraping softly against the floor. Selina watched him, her heart pounding in her chest, her body already responding to his proximity. He walked around the desk, his stride confident, his eyes never leaving hers. He stopped in front of her, his hands finding her waist, pulling her to her feet.
Selina's breath hitched as she felt his strong hands on her, his body mere inches from hers. She could feel the heat radiating off him, could see the desire burning in his eyes. She wanted him, wanted him with an intensity that scared her.
Lawrence leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Let's go to the restrooms," he whispered.
"You're sure about this, Lawrence?"
Lawrence nodded, his eyes dark with desire. "Yes, Selina. I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
Selina took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. "Okay," she said, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Let's do it."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with excitement, and he grabbed her hand, leading her towards the restroom. Selina's heart pounded in her chest as they walked down the dimly lit hallway, her mind racing with anticipation and nerves. She could feel the cool air against her skin, the contrast only serving to heighten her senses.
As they approached the restroom, Lawrence paused, listening for any signs of life. Hearing nothing, he pushed open the door and ushered Selina inside.
The restroom was bathed in a soft, warm light, the tile floors gleaming under the glow. Lawrence led her to the sink, the one closest to the door, and turned to face her.
"Skirt off," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Selina's heart fluttered, and she quickly complied, lifting her skirt up and over her head, leaving her standing in white panties and heels.
Lawrence's eyes darkened as he took in her appearance, his gaze lingering on her curves. "Selina," he muttered, his voice thick with desire.
"You look good enough to eat. Turn around and bend over the sink." She could see her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright with anticipation. She watched as Lawrence moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
"Spread your legs, baby," he growled, his voice low and commanding. Selina moaned, her pussy throbbing as she widened her stance, presenting herself to him. Lawrence let out a low chuckle, his eyes locked onto hers in the mirror.
"Good girl," he murmured, his hands moving to her ass, squeezing her cheeks firmly. Selina bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed briefly as pleasure coursed through her. "You like that, don't you, baby?" Lawrence asked, his voice laced with amusement. "You like it when I talk dirty to you."
Selina nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Lawrence. I love it."
Lawrence smirked, his hands moving to the waistband of her panties. "Then you're going to love this," he said, slowly pulling the lace down her legs.
Selina stepped out of her panties, now completely bared to him. Lawrence ran his hands up her thighs, making her shiver with anticipation. "You have no idea how many times I've jerked off thinking about this," he admitted, his voice hoarse with desire. "About bending you over and fucking you in this very restroom."
Selina's breath hitched, her pussy throbbing at the thought of him touching himself to the idea of her. "Why didn't you ever tell me?" Selina asked, her voice a sultry whisper. Lawrence's hands paused on her thighs, his eyes meeting hers in the mirror.
"Because I didn't think you'd be interested," he admitted, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I mean, look at you, Selina. You're gorgeous, confident, and married. Why would you want to fuck your boring colleague in the office restroom?"
Selina smiled at him, her eyes softening. "First of all, there's nothing boring about you, Lawrence. And secondly, my marriage isn't exactly... happy, you know?" Selina sighed, her reflection staring back at her with a hint of sadness. "I mean, Pete is a great guy, but he's always traveling for work. I feel more like a single parent than a wife half the time."
Lawrence's expression softened, and he gently squeezed her hips. "I'm sorry, Selina. I had no idea."
Selina waved a hand dismissively. "It's fine. I didn't tell you for you to feel sorry for me. I just... I needed something exciting, something to make me feel alive again. And then you suggested this, and I realized that this is exactly what I've been craving."
Lawrence leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'm glad you told me, Selina. And I promise, I'm going to make you feel more alive than you ever have before."
Selina shivered, her body already aching with anticipation. "I know you will, Lawrence."
Lawrence's hands moved to her ass, squeezing her cheeks firmly.
He spread them apart, exposing her fully to him. Selina watched in the mirror as he leaned down, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasped, her hips bucking as he licked her from her clit to her asshole, his tongue swirling around her most sensitive spots.
"Lawrence," she moaned, her fingers gripping the edge of the sink for support. "That feels so good."
Lawrence chuckled, his breath hot against her pussy. "I love eating your pussy, Selina. You taste so good," Lawrence growled, his tongue continuing its relentless assault on her. Selina could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh, god, Lawrence. I'm close," she panted, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror. He looked up at her, his lips glistening with her juices, and smirked.
"Come for me, baby. Come all over my face," he commanded, his tongue finding her clit and flicking it mercilessly.
Selina's breath hitched, her body tensing as she felt her orgasm approaching like a wave crashing against the shore. She watched in the mirror as Lawrence's tongue worked its magic, his eyes locked onto hers, and it was that connection, that intensity, that sent her hurtling over the edge.
"Lawrence!" she screamed, her body convulsing as she came hard, her juices flowing freely onto his waiting tongue.
Lawrence lapped it up eagerly, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror.
Selina's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the aftermath of her orgasm. Lawrence stood up, his lips glistening with her arousal, and smiled at her reflection.
"That was beautiful, Selina," he murmured, his voice heavy with desire. "Now it's my turn."
Selina bit her lip, her eyes flashing with excitement. "I can't wait to see you come undone, Lawrence," she replied, her voice sultry.
She watched as he unbuckled his belt, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror. He pushed his pants and boxers down, his hard cock springing free. Selina couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight of him, remembering how he felt inside her.
Lawrence chuckled, noticing her reaction. "You like what you see, baby?" he asked, his voice teasing. Selina nodded, her eyes locked onto his reflection. I want you inside me. Now."
Lawrence's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, his cock pressing against her ass.
"You want me inside you, Selina?" he growled, his voice low and commanding. She could feel the heat radiating off him, the scent of his cologne filling her nostrils, and it only served to heighten her arousal.
"Yes, Lawrence," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to fuck me hard."
He smirked, his hands moving to her hips, gripping them firmly. "As you wish," he murmured, positioning himself at her entrance.
Selina braced herself, her fingers digging into the edge of the sink as she felt him push inside her.
She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as he filled her completely.
"Selina," Lawrence groaned, his hips slowly moving as he began to fuck her. "You feel so fucking good."
Her eyes met his in the mirror, and she could see the raw desire etched onto his face. She loved the way he looked at her, like she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. It made her feel powerful, desired.
"Harder, Lawrence," she demanded, pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Fuck me harder."
Lawrence's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he picked up the pace, slamming into her with increasing force. Selina let out a cry of pleasure, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror, watching as his body moved against hers.
"Yes," she gasped, her tits bouncing with each thrust. "Just like that."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he reached up, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head back. Selina moaned, the slight pain only serving to heighten her pleasure.
Lawrence growled, his voice low and commanding. "You like it when I pull your hair?"
Selina could only nod, her words lost to the moans escaping her lips. Lawrence chuckled, his hips continuing their relentless assault on her. "I knew you would," he murmured, his other hand moving to her throat, gently squeezing.
Selina's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She'd never been so completely dominated before, and it was exhilarating.
Lawrence's grip on her hair and throat tightened slightly, and she could feel her pussy clenching around his cock in response. He was in complete control, and she loved every second of it.
"Look at yourself, Selina," Lawrence commanded, his voice a low growl. "See how beautiful you are when you're being fucked like this."
Selina's eyes flicked to the mirror, her reflection staring back at her with wide, lust-filled eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips parted, and her tits bounced with each forceful thrust of Lawrence's hips.
She looked wanton, wild, and utterly fuckable. And the way Lawrence was looking at her in the mirror, like she was the most desirable woman he'd ever seen, only served to heighten her arousal.
"Lawrence," she panted, her fingers gripping the edge of the sink for dear life. "I'm close again. I'm going to come."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with excitement, and he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Good," he growled. "I want to feel you come all over my cock, Selina. I want to feel your pussy milking me dry," Lawrence said, his voice low and commanding.
Selina moaned, her body tensing as she felt her orgasm approaching. "Fuck me harder. Make me come."
Lawrence's grip on her hair and throat tightened, and he slammed into her with renewed vigor, his hips moving like a piston. Selina's tits bounced wildly, her breath coming in short gasps as she teetered on the edge of ecstasy.
"I'm coming, Lawrence. I'm coming so hard."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he growled, "That's it, baby. Come all over my cock. I want to feel every spasm."
Selina's body convulsed as her orgasm tore through her, her pussy pulsing around Lawrence's cock. She let out a scream, her fingers digging into the sink as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
Lawrence's grip on her hair and throat relaxed, but his hips continued to move, drawing out her orgasm until she was a quivering mess.
She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, and she knew he was close.
"Selina," he groaned, his voice ragged. "You feel so good. I could come just like this."
Selina pushed back against him, her ass pressing against his hips. "Then do it," she whispered, her voice sultry. "Come inside me, Lawrence. I want to feel you fill me up."
Lawrence's eyes darkened, and he let out a low growl. "You're going to make me come," Lawrence grunted, his hips moving faster, his cock throbbing inside her. Selina could feel the heat building in her own body again, her pussy clenching around him as she neared another orgasm.
"Come with me, Lawrence," she panted, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror. "I want to feel you come inside me while I'm coming all over your cock."
Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he pressed his thumb firmly against her clit, sending her spiraling over the edge. Selina let out a scream, her body convulsing as her orgasm tore through her. She could feel Lawrence's cock throbbing inside her, and then he was coming too, his hot seed filling her up as he groaned her name.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, their breaths ragged, until Lawrence slowly withdrew from her and helped her stand up straight.
Selina turned to face him, a wicked grin playing on her lips. "You know, I want to try something naughty," she said, her voice low and sultry.
Lawrence raised an eyebrow, intrigued. he asked, a playful smirk on his lips. Selina bit her lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want to be fucked in the ass in this restroom," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Lawrence's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a hungry look spreading across his face.
Lawrence reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass cheek. "Turn around," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Selina complied, turning to face the mirror once again.
She could feel her asshole clenching, eager for his touch. Lawrence stepped closer, his hard cock pressing against her ass. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, firm circles.
He coated his fingers coated in her juices, and pressed against her asshole. Selina gasped, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror, as he slowly pushed one finger inside her. She could feel the stretch, the slight burn, but it only served to heighten her arousal.
"Lawrence," she moaned, her hips moving instinctively, pushing back against his finger. "That feels so damn good."
Lawrence smirked at her in the mirror, his eyes dark with desire. "I knew you'd like it, baby," he murmured, his finger moving in and out of her asshole, stretching her slowly. "Your body was made for this."
Selina could only whimper in response, her eyes fluttering closed as pleasure coursed through her. She could feel her pussy throbbing, her juices coating her thighs as Lawrence's finger worked its magic.
After a few moments, he added a second finger, and Selina gasped at the sudden stretch.
"Relax, baby," Lawrence murmured, his voice soothing. "Breathe and push out against my fingers. That's it." Selina did as he said, taking a deep breath and bearing down. She could feel her asshole stretching to accommodate his fingers, the sensation foreign yet exhilarating.
"Good girl," Lawrence praised, his fingers moving in and out of her asshole in a steady rhythm. "You're doing so well, Selina. You're going to feel so good around my cock."
Selina's pussy throbbed at his words, her juices flowing freely. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as Lawrence's fingers continued to stretch her asshole.
"That's it, baby," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Come for me. Come all over my fingers while I finger-fuck your ass."
Selina let out a cry of pleasure, her body convulsing as her orgasm tore through her. She could feel her asshole clenching around Lawrence's fingers, her pussy pulsing in time with her heart. Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean.
Selina watched, her eyes wide with desire, as he licked her juices off his fingers.
"That's so hot," she breathed, her voice sultry.
"You like watching me taste you, baby?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
"Yes," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's so sexy."
Lawrence's eyes darkened, and he reached around, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head back. Selina gasped, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. "You want more, don't you, baby?"
Selina could only nod, her body already aching for more. Lawrence smirked, his other hand moving to her throat, gently squeezing.
"Tell me what you want, Selina. Be specific."
Selina's cheeks flushed, but she held his gaze in the mirror. "I want you to fuck my ass, Lawrence. I want you to fuck it hard and make me come all over your cock."
"As you wish," he growled, his hand moving to his thick, hard cock. He positioned himself at her asshole, the head of his cock pressing against her tight ring.
Selina took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror. She could feel her asshole stretching to accommodate the head of his cock, the sensation intense and slightly painful. "That's it, baby," Lawrence praised, his voice low and encouraging. "You're doing so well. Just a little more."
He pushed forward, his cock sliding into her asshole inch by inch.
Selina gasped, her eyes widening as she felt herself being filled completely. The sensation was intense, slightly painful, but also incredibly pleasurable.
Lawrence's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he began to move slowly in and out of her. Selina watched in the mirror as his body moved against hers, his cock disappearing into her asshole with each thrust.
"Your ass is so fucking tight. I can barely move," Lawrence groaned, his eyes locked onto hers in the mirror. Selina could see the strain on his face, the veins in his neck bulging as he fought to maintain control.
"Harder, Lawrence," she urged, pushing back against him.
Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with more force. Selina let out a cry of pleasure, her body rocking with each thrust. She could feel her asshole stretching to accommodate him, the sensation intense and exhilarating.
Lawrence's fingers dug into her hips, his grip firm as he picked up the pace, slamming into her with increasing force. Selina's tits bounced with each thrust, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched their reflection in the mirror.
"Yes," she panted, her eyes locked onto Lawrence's. "Just like that. Fuck my ass, Lawrence."
Lawrence growled, his hips moving like a piston. "You like that, baby? You like my cock in your ass?"
"Yes," Selina moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as pleasure coursed through her. "I love your cock in my ass, Lawrence. It feels so good."
Selina could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as Lawrence's cock slid in and out of her asshole. She'd never felt so full, so completely taken, and it was exhilarating. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both primal and intoxicating.
Each thrust sent shivers down her spine, her asshole clenching around his cock, drawing him in deeper.
Lawrence's fingers moved from her hips to her tits, squeezing and kneading them roughly. Selina moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror. "You like that, baby?" "You like me playing with your tits while I fuck your ass?" Selina could only nod, her breath coming in short gasps.
Lawrence smirked, his fingers moving to her nipples, pinching and twisting them roughly. Selina let out a cry of pleasure, her body tensing as a fresh wave of arousal coursed through her. "Baby, you're so responsive," Lawrence groaned, his hips moving with renewed vigor.
"I can feel your asshole clenching around my cock. You're going to make me come if you keep that up."
Selina bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror. "Then come inside me, Lawrence," she whispered, her voice sultry. "I want to feel you fill me up."
"I want you to come with me, Selina," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "I want to feel your asshole clench around my cock as you come."
Selina moaned, her body tensing at his words. "Yes, Lawrence. I want that too."
Lawrence's hips moved with renewed vigor, his cock slamming into her asshole with increasing force. Selina let out a cry of pleasure, her eyes locked onto his in the mirror.
The sight of his body moving against hers, his cock disappearing into her asshole with each thrust, was enough to send her spiraling towards her orgasm.
"Come for me, Selina," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Come all over my cock while I fuck your ass." Selina's body tensed, her asshole clenching around his cock as her orgasm tore through her.
She let out a scream, her eyes locked onto Lawrence's in the mirror, as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. She could feel her asshole pulsing, milking his cock, drawing him in deeper.
Lawrence's eyes flashed with hunger, and he gripped her hips tighter, his cock throbbing inside her. "Your ass is milking me dry. I'm going to come so fucking hard."
Selina could only whimper in response, her body shuddering as her orgasm began to subside.
Lawrence's hips continued to move, his cock throbbing inside her as he chased his own release. Selina pushed back against him, her asshole clenching around his cock. "Do it, Lawrence. Fill me up. I want to feel your hot seed inside me."
Lawrence's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he slammed into her one last time. He let out a low, guttural groan, his cock throbbing as he came inside her. Selina could feel his hot seed filling her up, and the sensation sent a fresh wave of pleasure coursing through her.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies pressed together, their breaths ragged as they came down from their high. Lawrence slowly withdrew from her, and Selina winced slightly at the sudden emptiness.
He helped her stand up straight, turning her to face him, and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle and concerned.
Selina smiled, her eyes still hazy with pleasure. "More than okay," she replied, her voice soft. "That was...intense." Lawrence grinned, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Selina. I've been wanting to do that for a long time." Selina bit her lip, her cheeks flushing slightly. "You have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lawrence nodded, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "Ever since you started working here, I've found you incredibly attractive. But I always thought you were out of my league, married and all." Selina's heart fluttered at his admission. She'd had no idea he felt that way.
It made her feel a strange mix of flattered and guilty. She was married, after all, even if her husband was half a world away and they hadn't shared a bed in months. "I'm flattered, Lawrence," she said, her voice soft. "But I'm married. I shouldn't be doing...this."
Lawrence's expression didn't change, his eyes still soft and caring. "I know, Selina. And I respect that. I don't want to cause any trouble in your marriage. But I can't deny that I've been having feelings for you for a long time now. And I think you have feelings for me too. Otherwise, we wouldn't be here, would we?"
Selina looked down, a blush creeping up her cheeks. She couldn't argue with that. She did have feelings for Lawrence, feelings she'd been trying to suppress for years. But now, with him standing here, his hands still on her hips, his eyes filled with desire and understanding, she couldn't deny it any longer.
She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, and nodded. "You're right. I do have feelings for you, Lawrence. I always have."
Lawrence's face broke into a warm smile, and he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I'm glad you feel that way, Selina. Because I care about you too. And I want to explore this, if you do." Selina took a deep breath, considering his words. She knew it was wrong, knew she should put a stop to this before it went any further. But she couldn't.
Not when she felt this way, not when he stood before her, his eyes filled with such warmth and desire. She wanted this, wanted him, and she was tired of denying herself.
"I want to explore this too, Lawrence," she said, her voice steady and sure. "But we need to be careful. I mean, I'm married, and we work together. We can't just...do this out in the open."
Lawrence nodded, his expression serious. "I understand, Selina. I don't want to cause any trouble for you. We'll take things slow, be discreet. I don't want to lose you as a friend or a colleague, and I certainly don't want to cause any harm to your marriage," Lawrence said, his voice low and thoughtful. Selina nodded, appreciating his consideration. "Thank you, Lawrence. That means a lot to me."
Lawrence leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "We should get cleaned up," he murmured, pulling away.
"You're right," she agreed, grabbing some tissue to clean herself up.
Lawrence nodded, putting himself back together as well. "I'll go first, make sure the coast is clear," he offered, opening the restroom door a crack to peek out. "Alright, it looks clear. I'll see you back at our desks."
Selina nodded, watching as Lawrence slipped out of the restroom. She took a few moments to compose herself, smoothing down her clothes and running her fingers through her hair.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror, hardly recognizing the woman staring back at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright, and there was a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. She looked...happy. No, not just happy. She looked alive.
With a deep breath, she exited the restroom, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she made her way back to her desk. She could feel the weight of Lawrence's gaze on her as she walked, and she couldn't help but steal a glance at him.
He was watching her, a small smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with a warmth that made her heart flutter. She quickly looked away, but the memory of his smile lingered, sending a rush of heat between her legs.
As she sat down at her desk, she could feel the lingering soreness in her ass, a reminder of their encounter in the restroom.