CR Trilogy (2)

CR Trilogy (1)

Weekends are sacrosanct for my family.  That is why I never work on Saturdays or even go to the office.  However, that Saturday was an exception because a very important client was coming on a visit.  

As expected, the client visit was a success and therefore I was already set to leave.  Before doing so, however, I dropped by the toilette to wash my face and fix myself.  I was dismayed to find the same mayhem. I forgot that the IT company also had operations on weekends.  So I had no choice and begrudgingly went  down to the 24th floor.

Just as I was about to open the door, someone from the inside beat me to it.  The guy smiled at me and I said hello.  He was a nice looking guy who I think was about 2 or 3 years younger than me.  He smelled good, too. I got a whiff of his scent when we got close to each other near the entrance.

I was brushing my teeth when someone entered the toilette. I looked up and found out it was the same guy.  He stood in front of  the mirror next to me.  Smiling again, he started touching himself and letting his tongue out, licking his lips.  "Nice show pare," I said egging him further.  He then started to raise his shirt which revealed his flat stomach and pinkish nipples which he began to fondle and pinch. "You don't do this to me and get away with it!," I told myself.  So I stopped brushing my teeth and began unzipping my pants. "Hawakan mo," I said.  But he did the next best thing, he knelt and started giving me a head. He was good, very, very good.

After a few minutes, he stood up and said, "F*ck mo ko."
I answered, "Here?"
He replied: "Tara, I know where."

We went out and he led me towards a room at the end of the hallway.  The sign on the door read "Utility Room."  It was a small room where the utility personnel stored the stuff they used for cleaning.  At the back of my mind, I was thinking - "what if the janitors walked in on us? Does our building have a CCTV system?" Perhaps he read my mind because when I looked at him, I somehow saw a look of reassurance on his face. It's either that or I was just too horny that I was already imagining things.

We entered the room.  The place wasn't bad at all. It smelled of disinfectants and deodorizers.  He whispered, "Don't worry, pare.  The utility people don't go to work on weekends. Let's not waste time, my lunch break will be over in 30 minutes."  We undressed from the waist down.  He proceeded to suck Mr. Throbber and then when it became hard put a condom on it. I was now seated on a stool. He sat on top of me and started to move his body up and down while Mr. Throbber was inside of him. He was tight. He knew what he was doing.  We were kissing and holding each other tighter and tighter. The sensation I was feeling around my groin area was sheer pleasure.  While he moved, I was either biting his neck or his shoulders or his nipples.

It was time to change position. He turned his back to me, grabbed Mr. Throbber and guided it towards his hole.  I was pumping him hard.  I could hear his soft moans of delight and this made me bang him more rapidly, almost incessantly.  I got a hold of his d*ck and started to jerk him off.  He told me he was coming. I asked him to wait for me because I was already close.  We climaxed almost simultaneously. It was almost ecstatic.

After resting for a minute or two, we began to dress up and fix ourselves.  His name was Eric.  He worked for the IT company on my floor. He said he had been eyeing me whenever he saw me at the cafeteria so he decided to try his luck and went back to the toilette. We met several more times after that and eventually became friends.

And by the way, I still don't go to work on Saturdays.