Chapter 2: The Restroom
The memory of Selina's body, her moans, her taste, was etched into his mind, a constant distraction. Lawrence leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head , trying to shake off the thoughts that had haunted him since last week's impromptu tryst. His eyes scanned the office, landing on Selina's desk. She was hunched over her computer, her dark hair cascading down her back, hiding her face. He could imagine the concentration furrow between her brows, the way her tongue peeked out slightly when she was deep in thought.
He stood up, buttoning his suit jacket, and walked over to her desk. "Still at it, huh?" he asked, leaning against her desk.
Selina looked up, her almond-shaped eyes meeting his.
A small smile played on her lips, softening the stern expression she'd been wearing. "Just trying to wrap up these reports before I call it a day," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lawrence glanced around the office. The hum of chatter had died down, the fluorescent lights flickering slightly as they prepared to shut off automatically. Most of the staff had left for the day, leaving behind a quiet emptiness that felt almost tangible. He turned his attention back to Selina, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary.
"Let's take a break," he suggested, his voice low and inviting.
Selina raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Oh, really? And what did you have in mind?"
Lawrence pushed off from her desk, standing upright. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I've got a place in mind. Somewhere... private." His eyes darted towards the restrooms at the far end of the office, then back to Selina.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, understanding his meaning. She bit her lower lip, considering his suggestion.
Then, with a quick glance around the empty office, she stood up, grabbing her purse. "Lead the way," she said, her voice barely audible yet filled with anticipation.
Lawrence grinned, his heart pounding in his chest. He led her towards the restrooms, their footsteps echoing in the silent office. The dim lighting cast long shadows, giving the usually sterile environment an intimate, almost forbidden feel.
As they approached the restrooms, Lawrence checked over his shoulder. Satisfied that no one was around, he pushed open the door to the ladies' room, holding it open for Selina.
She slipped inside, her heels clicking softly on the tiled floor. Lawrence followed, closing the door softly behind them.
The restroom was bathed in a soft, warm light, the tile floors gleaming under the glow.
"Skirt off," Lawrence turned to face her and commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Selina's heart fluttered, and she quickly complied, hiking up her pencil skirt and shimmying out of it. It pooled at her feet, revealing her slim legs and a pair of white panties.
Lawrence's eyes darkened as he took in her appearance. He reached out, tracing the strap of her bra with his finger. "This too," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Selina unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the ground. Her nipples hardened in the cool air, aching for his touch. She stepped out of her skirt, kicking it aside.
Her breath hitched as Lawrence's fingers traced the lace edge of her panties, his knuckles brushing against her thigh. She could feel the heat radiating from him, his desire palpable. She wanted him, needed him, right here, right now.
Lawrence's hands moved to her hips, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of her panties. He slowly pulled them down, his eyes never leaving hers. She stepped out of them, standing before him completely bare. His gaze traveled down her body, appreciative and hungry.
"You're beautiful, Selina," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.
His hands cupped her face, tilting it up towards him. Their lips met in a fierce, passionate kiss, all tongues and teeth and pent-up longing. Selina moaned into his mouth, her hands gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, straining against his pants.
Lawrence broke away, his breath ragged. "Turn around," he ordered, his voice hoarse. Selina complied, turning to face the sink. She gripped the edge of the counter, her knuckles turning white.
The cold marble sent a shiver down her spine, contrasting sharply with the heat building within her. She could hear the rustle of fabric behind her, the sound of Lawrence's belt buckle clinking as he undid it.
Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel the anticipation building, the ache between her thighs growing more insistent.
Lawrence's hands were on her ass, squeezing the flesh, his thumbs tracing the curve where her buttocks met her thighs. She gasped, arching her back, pushing herself into his touch. He groaned, his fingers digging into her skin, spreading her cheeks apart.
"Selina," he muttered, his voice laced with desire. "You've got such a perfect ass."
She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, the heat of it searing through his boxers. She wiggled her ass, teasing him, wanting him to lose control. He growled, a primal sound that sent a thrill down her spine.
One hand remained on her ass, kneading the flesh, while the other snaked around her hip, finding its way to her pussy. His fingers slid through her wetness, causing her to gasp. He chuckled, a low, dirty sound that made her core clench.
"Someone's eager," he commented, his fingers circling her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her squirm. She pushed back against his hand, seeking more friction, more contact. He obliged, slipping two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out in a steady rhythm.
"More," she gasped, her grip tightening on the counter. "I want more, Lawrence."
He groaned, his cock twitching against her ass. "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" he teased, his voice laced with lust.
"You want my cock, don't you, Selina?"
She could only nod, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His fingers were still buried inside her, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit, driving her wild. She needed more, needed him to fill her, to fuck her senseless.
Lawrence seemed to read her mind. He withdrew his fingers, making her whimper at the loss. But then, he was lining himself up, his cock nudging at her entrance.
He rubbed his cockhead against her, coating it with her juices, teasing her mercilessly. She moaned, her fingers clawing at the counter, her body trembling with need. "Please, Lawrence," she begged, her voice barely recognizable. "Fuck me."
He groaned, his grip on her hips tightening. "Such a dirty mouth," he commented, his voice hoarse. "I like it." With one swift thrust, he buried himself inside her, filling her completely.
Selina cried out, her fingers slipping on the smooth countertop. "Oh, yes!" she hissed, her body adjusting to his size. Lawrence groaned, his hips slapping against her ass as he began to move, his strokes long and deep.
"You have no idea how many times I've jerked off thinking about this," he grunted, his voice hoarse with desire. "About bending you over and fucking you in this very restroom."
She could feel him throbbing inside her, his cock pulsing with every word he spoke. She pushed back against him, taking him deeper, encouraging him to continue.
"Tell me more," she breathed, her voice ragged. "Tell me exactly what you imagined."
Lawrence groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he began to move faster, his strokes becoming more urgent. "I imagined you like this," he said, his voice strained.
"Bent over, taking my cock like a good girl. I imagined fucking you so hard, you'd be screaming my name, begging me not to stop."
Selina moaned, his words pushing her closer to the edge. She loved hearing him talk dirty, loved knowing that she drove him crazy with desire. She pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, urging him on.
"Is that what you want, Lawrence?" she taunted, her voice breathy. "Do you want me to scream your name?"
He growled, his hands moving to her tits, squeezing them roughly.
"Yes, that's what I want," he admitted, his voice ragged. "I want to hear you scream my name, Selina. I want everyone in this office to know who's fucking you senseless."
His words sent a jolt of electricity through her, making her pussy clench around his cock. She loved the idea of being claimed, of being his dirty little secret. She arched her back, pushing her tits further into his hands, silently begging for more.
Lawrence obliged, pinching her nipples hard, sending a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through her.
Selina gasped, her pussy clamping down around his cock. He groaned, his hips stuttering, fighting to maintain his rhythm.
"Selina," he cursed, his voice ragged. "You're going to make me come if you keep doing that."
She smirked, loving the power she held over him. "That's the plan," she teased, grinding her ass against him, taking him even deeper.
Lawrence groaned and began to pound into her, his hips slapping against her ass, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the restroom.
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.
Selina watched their reflection, mesmerized by the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, only to reappear glistening with her juices. The image was obscene, filthy, and utterly captivating.
Lawrence's hands roamed her body, squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples, and finally settling on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh.
His thrusts became more urgent, more desperate, his cock slamming into her with increasing force. Each thrust of Lawrence's hips sent waves of pleasure crashing through her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
Selina's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the orgasm building, her body trembling with the force of it.
"Yes, Lawrence," she moaned, her voice shaking. "I'm going to cum!"
Lawrence grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he fought to hold onto his own control. "God, Selina," he panted. "I'm gonna cum too."
And then it happened. Selina felt her orgasm crest, the waves crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her muscles clenched around Lawrence's cock, milking him, pulling him over the edge.
"Yes!" she cried out, her body shaking with the force of her climax. "Yes, Lawrence!"
Lawrence groaned, his hips bucking as he filled her with his seed.
Selina could feel the warmth of his release deep inside her, and it only served to prolong her own orgasm. Her body trembled, her muscles clenching and unclenching around his cock, savoring every last pulse of pleasure.
As their orgasms subsided, Lawrence slowly flipped her around, his hard cock still buried deep inside her pussy.
Lawrence's hands moved to her ass, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms looping around his neck. He carried her to the wall, pressing her back against it. She could feel the cool tiles against her skin, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Lawrence's body.
He began to move again, fucking her in long deep strokes. She could feel their combined juices leaking out of her, trickling down her thighs, creating a sticky mess. The sensation was filthy, obscene, and utterly exhilarating. Every thrust of Lawrence's cock pushed more of their combined essence out, coating his shaft, making it slick and shiny. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the restroom, a wet, sloppy noise that only served to heighten Selina's arousal. She could feel the orgasm building again, her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Oh," she moaned, her voice barely recognizable. "Don't stop."
He grunted, his hips pistoning in and out of her, his cock coated in their combined juices.
Selina's head fell back against the wall, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a silent 'O'.
Her pussy clenched around Lawrence's cock, pulling him deeper as she came for the second time. It was too much, she couldn't take it, but at the same time, she never wanted it to end.
Lawrence groaned, feeling her walls spasm around him, pulling him over the edge. With a grunt, he emptied himself inside her once again, filling her to the brim with his hot release. Yet, even as his cock pulsed with the last of his orgasm, he didn't pull out. Instead, he kept her pinned against the wall, his hips moving in slow, languid thrusts, drawing out their pleasure. Selina gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as she felt his cum dripping out of her, coating his shaft, making their coupling even slicker.
Lawrence's eyes met hers, a wicked grin playing on his lips. He knew exactly what he was doing, what effect he was having on her. He thrust into her again, his cock sliding easily through their combined juices.
"Again?" she panted, her voice barely audible. "Already?"
Lawrence chuckled, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, his cock filling her completely with each thrust.
His moved to her ass, lifting her higher, changing the angle of his thrusts. He hit that sweet spot deep inside her, making her cry out, her body convulsing with another orgasm. She could feel the pleasure coursing through her veins, her muscles clenching around his cock, pulling him deeper.
Lawrence hugged her tightly, his breath ragged in her ear, and slowly moved towards the toilet seat, his cock still buried deep inside her. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, still hard despite their intense session.
He sat down, bringing her down with him, straddling his lap. She leaned back, her hands gripping his neck, her tits bouncing gently with the movement.
Selina's eyes fluttered closed, her head falling back, her long hair cascading down her back. She could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, as she rode him slowly, savoring the sensation.
Lawrence's hands moved from her hips to her tits, cupping them, squeezing them, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Selina gasped, her eyes flying open, her hips jerking forward. She could feel the pleasure building again, her body responding to his touch, to his cock filling her.
She leaned forward, her hands moving to his knees, using them for leverage.
Her hips began to move, rolling and grinding against him, her pussy swallowing his cock whole. Lawrence groaned, his head falling back and his eyes closed. He could feel every inch of her, every ripple and contraction as she rode him, her pace increasing with each passing moment.
Selina's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her tits bouncing with the force of her movements. She could feel the pleasure building, her body tensing, her muscles clenching around his cock.
Lawrence's hands moved to her hips, guiding her, urging her on. His hips lifted off the seat, meeting her thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a rhythmic dance.
Selina's eyes locked onto his, her breath hitching as she felt the orgasm approaching. She leaned back, bracing her hands against his thighs as she rocked her hips, her pussy clenching around his cock in a series of rhythmic pulses.
Lawrence groaned, his cock swelling inside her as Selina's orgasm took hold. Her muscles gripped him tightly, pulling him deeper with each contraction, until he felt as if he was rooted inside her.
He could feel her cum drenching his cock, slick and hot, coating him with her essence. It was a primal feeling, one that sent a thrill down his spine and made his balls tighten. He gritted his teeth, fighting against the urge to come again, wanting to prolong this moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure for as long as possible.
Selina's head lolled forward, her hair sticking to her sweat-slicked forehead. Her breathing was ragged, her chest rising and falling in time with her heartbeat. Lawrence could feel her pussy fluttering around his cock, milking him, urging him to come again.
He groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he buried himself as deep inside her as he could go. He felt his balls tighten, his cock swelling even more, and then he was coming, unloading his seed deep inside her. It was a release like no other, the pleasure coursing through him like an electric current.
Selina moaned, her head falling forward as she felt him come inside her. It was a primal, animalistic feeling, knowing that he was filling her up, marking her as his own. She could feel the warmth of his release spreading inside her, and the thought only served to heighten her pleasure.
He stayed there for a moment, buried deep inside her, his cock still twitching with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Selina could feel the tremors of her own climax still pulsing through her, her body still humming with pleasure.
She leaned forward, her forehead resting against Lawrence's, their breaths mingling in the space between them. His hands moved from her hips to her back, pulling her closer, wrapping her in a warm embrace.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still joined, their hearts beating in sync. The restroom was filled with the sounds of their ragged breaths and the distant hum of the office outside.
Selina, still straddling Lawrence, looked into his eyes, a mischievous glint in hers. "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 you to fuck my tight little asshole 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. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Selina's ear. "You dirty little minx," he whispered, his voice laced with desire.
"You want me to fuck your ass, don't you?"
Selina nodded, biting her lip, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yes," she breathed. "I want you to coat my asshole with our cum and finger me until I beg for your cock."
Lawrence groaned, his cock twitching inside her at her filthy words. He reached down, his fingers sliding through their combined juices, coating them thoroughly. He then brought his fingers to her asshole, circling it, teasing it, making her squirm with anticipation.
"Please, Lawrence," she begged, her voice ragged. "Fuck my asshole with your fingers."
He chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "So eager," he commented, his fingers finally pushing past the tight ring of muscle, making her gasp. "So tight."
Selina moaned, her head falling back, her eyes closing as she savored the sensation of Lawrence's fingers stretching her ass.
She could feel her body opening up for him, her muscles relaxing as he worked his fingers deeper inside her.
Selina squirmed, moaning softly, her body craving more.
Lawrence smirked and began to move his hips again, his cock thrusting in and out of her as his fingers worked their magic on her ass. Selina's breath hitched, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt the pleasure building inside her. It was a strange, intense sensation, one that made her feel vulnerable and exposed.
She could feel the orgasm building inside her, her body trembling with the force of it. She wanted to scream, to beg Lawrence to keep going, but she couldn't find the words.
Instead, she let out a low moan, her body shuddering as the orgasm tore through her. Lawrence groaned, feeling her pussy clench around his cock, milking him dry.
After her orgasm subsided, he pulled his cock out, a string of their combined juices connecting them briefly before breaking away. He helped her up, her legs wobbling slightly, and guided her to the sink. She leaned against the counter, watching him in the mirror as he positioned his cum-coated cock at her asshole, pressing gently against the tight ring of muscle. Selina closed her eyes, biting her lip as she felt herself stretching to accommodate him.
Lawrence's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he slowly pushed forward, his cock sliding in easily thanks to their combined juices.
Selina gasped, her eyes fluttering closed, as she felt Lawrence's cock filling her. It was a tight fit, but the sensation of being so completely filled was incredibly erotic.
Lawrence let out a low groan as he bottomed out, his hips flush with Selina's ass. He paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the feeling before beginning to move.
His thrusts were slow at first, his cock sliding in and out of her ass with ease.
Selina moaned softly, her head falling back, her hands gripping the countertop as she rode the waves of pleasure.
Lawrence's grip on her hips tightened as he began to thrust harder, his cock bumping against her cervix each time he buried himself inside her. She cried out, her body shaking with the intensity of it all.
Lawrence's pace quickened, his hips slapping against her ass with an audible wetness.
Selina's face was flushed with pleasure, her eyes closed as she surrendered to the exquisite sensations that Lawrence was evoking.
"Harder," she moaned, her fingers tightening on the counter. Lawrence obliged, his cock pistoning in and out of her ass with an urgency that belied his calm exterior. She could feel her orgasm building again, the waves of pleasure starting to crash over her as she clung on for the ride.
"Don't stop, Lawrence, please don't stop," she panted, her nails digging into the edge of the counter.
He grunted in response, his hips slamming into hers as he pounded into her from behind. His cock felt like a steel rod inside her, filling and stretching her to the limit.
“You like that, don’t you, my dirty little minx?” Lawrence whispered in her ear.
Selina nodded frantically, unable to form words. She was so close to reaching her climax, and Lawrence knew exactly how to take her there. He started slamming into her with a renewed energy, each thrust harder than the last.
Selina could feel herself on the verge of a massive orgasm. She arched her back, pushing her ass back to meet his relentless thrusts.
Lawrence leaned forward, biting down on her shoulder as he slammed into her one last time, his cock twitching deep inside her as he filled her with his hot load.
Selina cried out, her body convulsing around him as she reached her own climax, her ass contracting in a series of rhythmic pulses that milked every last drop of cum from his cock. Lawrence's hips continued to jerk with the aftershocks of his orgasm, his cock throbbing inside her.
"Selina," he panted, his voice heavy with exhaustion. She watched as he slowly withdrew himself from her, a string of cum connecting their bodies before snapping back. He turned Selina to face him and cupped her face with both hands. "That was incredible," he said, his eyes burning with intensity.
Selina smiled softly at him, her heart still pounding in her chest.
She couldn't believe what they had just done. It was daring, reckless, and yet, it felt right. "Yes, it was," she agreed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lawrence wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "We should get back to work," he said reluctantly.
Selina nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment wash over her. She wasn't ready for this moment to end, but she knew he was right.
They couldn't let anyone suspect what they had just done. They couldn't risk ruining their relationships with their colleagues.
Lawrence pulled away from her and adjusted his clothes, while Selina tidied herself up as best she could with some tissues she found in her purse. She fixed her hair and makeup in the mirror, trying to make it seem like nothing had happened.
Lawrence did the same, washing his hands and splashing some water on his face. They shared a conspiratorial smile in the mirror before exiting the restroom separately, giving each other enough time to return to their desks without raising suspicion.
Back at her desk, Selina tried to focus on her work, but her mind was elsewhere. She could still feel Lawrence's hands on her body, his cock inside her, his breath on her neck. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair, her panties damp with their combined juices. She knew she should change them, but she also liked the reminder of what they'd done.
It was a secret she and Lawrence now shared, a delicious little secret that made her smile to herself whenever she thought about it.
She knew that she wanted more, and she knew that Lawrence felt the same way. The tension between them was palpable, and it was only a matter of time before they gave in to their desires again.