I could tell that Terry liked me. I could see it in his eyes. I don’t know what it was, but I had a thing about eyes. Anyway, Terry never really spoke to me, but he always smiled or winked at me when I passed by. I had to admit he was fine; I loved a tall, dark, and handsome-as
s brother. I was faithful to my man, though, so I never paid too much attention to Terry. I was actually glad that I didn’t see him, and maybe that meant I would have a moment alone in my car without interruption, if he wasn’t on duty today.
Half-jogging, then half-walking, I finished my hike up the stairs, as it was part of my exercise regimen. I thought maybe if I jogged up and down the stairs a few times, I would be okay, and this sexual tension would go away. They say exercise helps relieve tension and that is what I was going for.
I looked down and then thought to myself, hmm no . . . I needed a fix, and I needed it now.
I could hear Usher sing in my ear, “There goes my baby” as I spotted my car. My black on black Explorer sat in the corner all by her lonesome. No one else parked on this floor and my car was parked all the way at the end. An idea popped in my head. Maybe I could handle my business real quick, calm my nerves, and then still have my presentation on Erica’s desk by 5:30. I looked at my watch; it was 1:56.
I almost sprinted to the car. I sat in the driver’s seat and reached over to the glove compartment. I always carried three things with me in my car: a duffel bag with a change of clothes and clean underwear in the backseat, and then a razor and a vibrator in my glove compartment.
I carried the razor for protection, just in case I had to stay late at work or if I was ever alone at night. And because Jarred and I were both freaks in the bedroom, I carried a vibrator for long trips. I never knew when I’d want to perform for him. I snatched the vibrator out of its baggie and then took a wet wipe to clean it.
I got out of the car and opened the back door. I climbed in so that I would have plenty of room. I hiked my skirt up, pulled my panties to the side, and inserted the vibrator. “Ahhh.” Now this is what my body needed. Already I began to feel better.
Without even turning it on, I worked it in and out of my opening slowly so that I could work myself up. With my pointer finger on my left hand, I pressed the button once for the lowest vibration setting. In and out, in and out, slowly and methodically, I stroked my own pussy. I pressed the button again for the next level of vibrations.
It hit me harder and sent a moan from my gut upward and out of my mouth. I moved my right hand down to my honey pot and began to rub on my clit. With my eyes closed and the sensations from both the vibrator and my clit being stimulated, I was only a few minutes away from exploding.
I couldn’t help myself as I arched my back, rocked my hips back and forth, and then thrust myself into the vibrator. Moans began to escape me, and they turned into yelps and then screams of pleasure. My body jerked as I rode this wave, hoping I could get as high as the moon. My heart raced so fast and beat so loud, the pounding sounded like it was knocking on my window. I held the vibrator in place a few more moments to calm myself.
Now, I thought, I should be able to go finish my presentation. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I was startled at what stood in front of me. “Oh, my God, what are you doing?”
I was ashamed and quickly clamped my legs shut to cover myself. Terry, the security guard, was standing by my car door looking inside, staring at me with his mouth wide open. He immediately began to explain himself, “I am so sorry. I know that you always park up here so I came by to make sure your car hadn’t been broken into or anything.”
He put his hands up to show his innocence. “I saw something move inside the car and thought it was weird so I came to check it out. Then I heard muffled sounds like someone was being hurt and I ran to the car. When I got here, I saw you. I swear that I knocked on the window to let you know I was here, but I guess you didn’t hear me and I am sorry. You’re beautiful, I couldn’t help myself; I had to watch.”
My legs were shut, but the vibrator was still on and still inside me. I was too ashamed from getting caught to pull it out now, and with the exception of me clamping my legs together, I was frozen still. I looked into his eyes to see if he was telling the truth, and they told me that he was. I was about to say something when the vibrations from the vibrator started to hit my spot and got me started all over again.
Fuck it, I thought. I motioned for Terry to open the door, and he did just as he was told. As much as I wanted Jarred to be the one in between my legs, it was time for him to learn a lesson and realize that two could play that game. I spread my legs so Terry could see all of my glory. Using only my pussy muscles, slowly I pushed the vibrator out, inch by inch. The vibrator fell to the seat and then made a thud as it hit the floor of the car.
Not taking my eyes off Terry, I indicated that this was his pussy for the taking. Without having to be told, he immediately stuck his face between my legs. Now this was heaven; it had to be. Jarred’s dick game was on point, but Terry, hmm, his mouth was much better than Jarred’s.
I wriggled beneath him as he sucked, licked, and bit gently on my nether region. I grabbed his head and tried to ram it inside me. I had no idea if he had a woman at home or not, so I tried not to leave any marks on him, but then thought, fuck it. These other bitches didn’t care if Jarred had a woman at home or not, so I stuck my nails deep into Terry’s back and bucked him like I was a bull trying to get a cowboy off my back.
Terry was a pro at this shit, though; he was able to roll with the punches. Every time I moved, he was right there with me. He stuck his fingers inside me and I rode them until I couldn’t ride any longer. Finally, I exploded. And like a real man, not afraid of pussy juices, Terry licked and sucked up all of my cum. I shivered and shuddered until I was no longer light-headed. I wanted to see what Terry’s dick game was all about, but I remembered I had to head back into the office to get this presentation done.
This whole time Terry hadn’t said a word, but once he was done, he smiled and said, “Thank you.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, said a few words in his walkie-talkie, and then headed back to work. I was proud to see my juices on his face. He looked full and satisfied. I was as well. I got out of the backseat, grabbed some of my wet wipes, and went back into the building to clean myself up.
I sat at my desk and struggled for a few more minutes, trying to regain my composure. After a few flashes of Terry’s face wet with my pussy juices left my thoughts, I was finally able to focus on my computer screen and when I looked up again, it was 5:19. A click here to save, another click there to print, and ta da, I was done!
I walked proudly into Erica’s office, my whole attitude changed and, for the first time in months, I was smiling. I guess a good lunch break can do that to you. “Here you are, Erica. Everything’s done and I’ll be ready for the meeting in the morning.”
I walked behind her desk, gave her a hug and a sisterly kiss good-bye, and I walked out of her office, proud that I had been able to pull myself together—with Terry’s help, of course. When I got back into my office, it was 5:30 exactly. I turned the lights off, locked my door, and headed toward the elevator.
When I walked past the security station, I asked if Terry was still working. I needed to tell him thank you, but I wasn’t sure if I could let it happen again. Hell, well, maybe just maybe, I could give him one more round. You know, to find out what the dick was like. That would be my “Thank you. Now we are even, and I don’t owe you anything else” good-bye sex.
This particular guard was new, and I didn’t know him as well as the others yet. His name tag told me his name was John. Even if I didn’t know it, I could guess that he was a newbie, because he was the only one that didn’t flirt with every woman in the building.
“Hello, John, do you know if Terry is still working?”
“Well actually, she had an emergency, and had to leave early. She should be back tomorrow, though. Should I leave her a message?” he answered.
“No, thank you,” I said as I walked off to go home. Well, damn, I thought to myself as I took the long hike up the six flights of stairs, admittedly a little disappointed. I at least wanted to peek at him before I headed home. Oh well, I guess—Wait a minute . . . she???
The Dinner Party
Damian Lott