What Happens in the Dark

To this day, I could never figure out what it was about her. I had dropped so many panties in my years but they were all coming off of a petite ass. Bigger women just never did it for me. Yet my eyes could never roam her full size body without her catching me. For such a voluptuous woman she carried herself like Miss America. I couldn't approach her because I was letting a hoe suck my dick on the shift before mine and I don't fuck more than 1 woman at my job at the same time. This Queen was definitely wife material the way she dressed and her scent lingered. Even if I didn't fool around, I had a girlfriend that I had been with for 3 years and couldn't dump her based on fantasies. All of that didn’t stop me from enjoying the dirty thoughts I had about those thick thighs and her round ass that switched when she rushed to clock in every evening.

I had admired her for the last few months since she had switched to the overnight shift, and could tell she was different from the other thots that walked the same halls. She never came in looking for gossip or slept all night, and If she had any down time I would always see her pull out a textbook. I had never even seen her flirt. This woman was about her money.

My girl at home usually called and talked my ear off during my hour lunch, but on this one night she had attended a bachelorette party with her sister. I stopped at the vending machine for some jerky and a vitamin water on the way to take a nap in my car, when I turned towards the exit, catching a glimpse of that thick goddess sashaying her way out of the restroom and into the break area. I couldn't stop myself from staring, her beauty was breathtaking. She walked as if the world was her personal runway. The red pencil skirt she wore hugged every curve of her hips while showcasing every dimple on her round backside. Her silk black button down had a V neck deep enough for me to drool on her cleavage if given the opportunity. Those black pumps not only teased me with a beautiful red pedicure but also had me mesmerized by her caramel legs. Her locs were the color of the perfect weed strain, freshly twisted into a low bun and natural face didn't need a drop of makeup.

She walked to the fridge and gently pulled it open. I imagined the slit in the back of her skirt had ripped when she bent over. As swiftly as she shifted her weight to continue the search for her lunch my pants were rising.

”Hey how you doin'?” Her eyes smiled as they bounced from me to the presidential debate between Biden and Trump on the flat screen hanging from the wall above my head. She sat in a chair on the other side of the table I was standing at , while waiting on her leftovers to warm in the microwave.

”I'm good, ready to get this shift over with ya know? How are you?” I tried my best to turn my head and watch the screen to prevent drawing attention to the tent in my pants. We both looked away from the screen and locked eyes.

”I'm golden, and yeah we’re halfway there .” she replied as the timer beeped and her bowl stopped spinning. “Try to enjoy the rest of the shift.” she stood up from the table, grabbed her lunch and just like that she was gone.

It had started raining pretty hard so instead of napping in my car, I headed to an empty conference room. The first couple of doors were locked but when I finally did reach a room, it was pitch black. I took my jacket off and draped it across my chest as I reclined the office chair and closed my eyes. I jumped up to cut the light on when I heard a noise come from the corner of the room and there she was , leaning back in a chair pulling her skirt down over her hips.

”I’m sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here.”

”Oh you're fine,” she answered between deep breaths. “I didn't want you to know I was in here because I knew I would be embarrassed.”

This was definitely a sign, it was now or never. I felt as if this Goddess had finally granted me one wish. Without hesitation I walked over to her and knelt down between her legs, lifting her skirt back up over that pretty brown ass, revealing a pair of sexy black lace panties. I was ready to worship every part of her body she would allow. I pulled her panties to the side and got a whiff of the sweetest pussy. I swear it smelled like she had smuggled some tropical fruit into the country. I had never put my mouth between a woman's thighs, but her body was begging me to make an exception. As I bent over to bury my face in her pussy, she let out the softest, sexiest moan and I damn near pre came when it hit my ear drums. It was like hearing the perfect sound, I had to dive back in… pleasing her was definitely pleasing me .

Before I could blink an eye, she had sat me down and my dick was down her throat. I had to pull away and take a deep breath, I had never had a woman make out with my dick the way she did. She tickled my balls while my head was stuck at the back of her throat. I felt like I was under a spell between the nectar of her body still dripping from my beard and her eyes glued to mine as she sat on her knees stroking me with both hands like the good slut I've dreamt her to be. She swallowed me like I wasn't 11 inches. Her soft hands continued toying with my balls as she came up for air and french kissed the tip . My mind went crazy as her tongue twisted around the base of my dick while the head made its way to back of her throat again.

I could no longer hold the nut that I was so desperately trying to postpone. She released my dick from her hands and mouth just as my knees began to shake. Three seconds may have passed but in that pitch black room knowing she was standing there as turned on as I was it felt like 3 hours. She placed both legs on either side of me and twirled my earlobe with her tongue while grinding that wet pussy on my lap. I grabbed her by the waist and slowly pulled her down on my dick until she felt every last centimeter in her gut. She put her arms around me and leaned her perfect titties right in my mouth, they jiggled as I pumped slow and long. I needed to take my time, I had thought about this moment and it was better than any story I could make up.

She made me feel like we were in sync the entire time. As soon as I felt the pressure my legs started to shake and she was back on her knees slurping all of the evidence of our accidental meet. My body buckled when she took all of me in her mouth for the last time. I tried to let out the lowest grunt I could, but still felt the whole building could hear me as she slurped every drop like she was dying from thirst.

She stood up and smoothed her skirt and blouse out as she slipped on her heels. No words were spoken, and our eyes made no contact. She walked towards the door, opened it, walked out and shut it. I hopped up and followed the same steps.

“Hey Malcolm, you're about 20 minutes late man, I need a break too.” My manager complained. He was lucky the woman sitting next to him was about her money, because if it were up to me I would've been an hour late.