Summoned to the Bathroom (2)
The lewd smack of her ass against my pelvis echoed through the bathroom, wet flesh meeting flesh with every thrust. Each time I drove deep into her pussy, her whole body lurched toward the edge of the stall, and Eunmi clutched the doorframe, bracing herself to keep from losing her balance. Her reflection in the mirror told the whole story — she was fighting a losing battle to hold in her moans.
"Nnngh... hn... mmmngh..."
Lips clamped shut, eyes screwed down at the floor, brow creased in a frown — and still the moans kept leaking out of her, no match for my relentless assault.
I let a vicious smirk curl across my face.
"Come on, Ms. Eunmi. If it feels good, let it show. What's the point of holding it in?"
"Nnnngh... ahhh... hah... but... someone might... come in... hnng..."
"Heh. Nobody's coming. I even stuck an out-of-order sign on the door — what's there to worry about?"
Ignoring her protest, I straightened her upper body, hooked one arm around her waist, and brought my free hand up to her mouth, prying her lips apart.
"Aaahh... aahng... ahh... huk... haaah... aahh!"
With her mouth forced open by my fingers, her cries of pleasure finally came pouring out in full. Looks and feel mattered, sure — but sound mattered just as much. She worked her jaw as if trying desperately to swallow the moans spilling from her own lips, but once they'd burst free, they showed no sign of stopping.
"Hahnng...! Aaahh... ahhnnnghhh... aaahh!"
"Feels good, doesn't it? Then why were you trying so hard to stay quiet?"
"Mmmn... it's embarrassing... but... it feels good... aaaahh!"
Eunmi moaned around the fingers in her mouth, sucking on them helplessly. Her pussy squirmed all the more, clamping down tight, tight around my cock. Her face in the mirror was flushed full of lust — Eunmi, sucking my fingers as she gripped the stall doorframe, while behind her my cock tormented her dripping pussy. Anyone who walked through that bathroom door right now would see it: Eunmi's face, moaning on my cock!
I'd never known bathroom sex could be this thrilling!
And then—
Click. Click.
Someone had seized the bathroom door handle and was shaking it.
In an instant, both of us froze mid-motion and stared at the door.
We hadn't even thought to shut the stall door and hide inside — there we stood, lower halves bared, my cock still buried in her pussy, stuck fast in place, staring at nothing but that handle and praying it wouldn't turn.
"Huh? It's locked."
A man's voice drifted in from outside. Sweat trickled down my forehead. If that door opened right now... Eunmi must have been just as tense, because she swallowed hard. My heart hammered, half-convinced the sound of her gulp might carry out past the door.
"Agh, damn it! This bathroom's busted every single day!"
The employee's grumbling was followed by a heavy bang — the frustrated man must have given the door a kick.
But the instant that sound rang out, Eunmi's pussy gave a violent twitch and clamped down on my cock, hard. The feeling was nothing like anything before — her walls crushed my cock from root to crown, squeezing as if to bite the whole thing clean off. And in that moment, the devil on my shoulder reached for her lust all over again. The door was definitely locked — that much was certain. Finding the cleaning lady and getting it unlocked would take a good ten minutes at least. Which meant...!
"Hnngh!!!"
Startled by my cock suddenly moving again, Eunmi nearly moaned out loud before swallowing it back down. Her face had gone deathly pale.
"T-Team Leader...!"
She hissed at me in a whisper, turning her head, but I only flashed her a wide grin and went back to ravaging her pussy.
"There's... someone out— hngh!! Nngh! Nngh!"
"What, the bathroom's broken again?"
"Yeah. I swear, what is wrong with the water pressure in this building..."
"It's locked?"
"Lock's on tight."
"That cleaning lady, honestly... It's not like every toilet's out of order. Why lock the whole door up?"
Another man had apparently shown up outside; I could hear them taking turns rattling the door handle, murmuring back and forth to each other. Eunmi forced down the moans threatening to burst past her lips, her anxious eyes pinned to the door. But in perfect defiance of that fear, her pussy squeezed my cock all the harder, granting me a pleasure unlike anything it had given before — and the juices trickling from her were flowing far more freely now than they had at the start.
Heh! Eunmi really is an exhibitionist at heart. The thought of someone outside hearing her — that's what's got her so worked up, isn't it?
— Kuk kuk kuk. You're one to talk, you perverted bastard.
The Genie had read my mind again, and was having his fun at my expense. But I couldn't come up with a single word of defense. I, too, had reached the point where the pleasure of this situation left me beyond all restraint. I slammed my cock into Eunmi's pussy faster and faster, until the wet slap of flesh on flesh was loud enough to carry clean through the door.
"Ugh, we gotta go all the way downstairs just to take a leak now?"
"What can you do? Come on, let's go."
The moment the two men's voices and footsteps faded into the distance, my cock lurched and my cum came flooding out, filling Eunmi's pussy to the brim. I could feel it — spurt after spurt of my seed dancing inside her.
"Haa... haa... haa... Team Leader... you're too much..."
When I finally pulled out, Eunmi sank straight down onto the floor and shot me a sidelong glare.
"Heh heh heh. Too much? Your pussy was going at my cock like it wanted to bite it clean off."
She rolled her eyes at that, but offered no other reply.
"Take off your panties."
At my command, Eunmi meekly slid them off. She looked like she couldn't fathom why I'd want them now, of all times — but she didn't ask. A woman, it turns out, is a creature who obeys without question once she's met the man she's meant to obey. I snatched the panties out of her hand and used them to wipe her juices and my cum from my cock. Then I hauled her up off the floor, spread her legs, and cleaned the mess around her pussy just as thoroughly. The evidence of our session was everywhere — her juices had soaked all the way down to her thighs. And once she was spotless, I tossed her panties, sodden with her nectar and my seed, straight into the trash bin beside the toilet.
"Team Leader!"
She gasped in shock, but it was too late. She'd probably assumed I'd wipe things down and hand them back to her, no harm done.
"Heh heh heh. What's the big deal? They were soaked through from the start — putting them back on would just feel gross, wouldn't it? You're going like this for the rest of the day."
"But... there's still hours left before quitting time..."
she said, her face crumpling on the verge of tears.
"You go commando until we clock out. It's hot as it is — think of it as keeping cool. Win-win, right?"
"But..."
"Fine, then. Dig those panties out from between that pile of shitty toilet paper and put them back on."
She looked at her panties lying in the trash can and let out a sigh of surrender, then tugged her skirt — bunched up above her hips — back down into place. It was creased all over. She smoothed at the wrinkles with her palm, but the creases pressed into the fabric while she'd been bent over wouldn't come out, not all of them.
"Your skirt's not that short. Nobody's going to know a thing. Kuk kuk."
I gave her ass a hard squeeze through the skirt.
"Hah... what am I going to do..."
"Isn't it great? Spend the rest of the day like that, and let a little of that pussy juice run out of you — make it nice and easy for my cock to slide back in. If you're dripping good and wet for me when we clock out tonight, I'll reward you by pounding you even harder."
Withdrawing for a bit really did wonders for my focus!
After our torrid session with Eunmi in the top-floor bathroom, my concentration came roaring back. I'd been buried in work for a good while when Assistant Manager Choi rose from his seat and turned to me.
"I'm going to run by the General Affairs team."
"Why?"
"I have to submit the statement for those corporate card charges from last time."
General Affairs — Eunmi's department! I found myself suddenly dying to know how she was doing down there, going about her day without any panties.
"Here, give me that. I'll submit it for you. There's something I need to ask the General Affairs manager anyway."
Practically snatching the statement out of his hands, I set off toward General Affairs.
"Hello, everyone!"
"Hey, Team Leader Kim!"
The General Affairs manager greeted me warmly. I exchanged pleasantries with the men on the team, keeping my eyes carefully away from the women as I made my way over to him.
Eunmi's desk was empty.
I was still trading small talk with the manager when, before I knew it, Eunmi returned to her seat. She seemed to startle for just a moment at the sight of me standing there in her department. I watched her ass as she lowered herself into her chair. Not a hint of a panty line anywhere. Heh heh heh heh... That luscious, plump ass had nothing covering it — a secret that belonged to me alone. Seated at her desk, Eunmi kept darting little glances my way, reading my mood. Come on, quitting time — hurry up and get here. The moment it does, that skirt is coming down and I'm kneading that ass.
"Huh?! Wait — why don't these numbers match up?"
"Hm? Pardon?"
The General Affairs manager, peering at his monitor, suddenly spoke up, plainly puzzled.
"Look at this, right here. Last month's expenses don't line up with the unit costs. Hey, Assistant Manager Park. Over here."
The manager called Park over, and I leaned in to look at the monitor as well. Nothing on screen but rows of numbers — I couldn't make heads or tails of it, and Assistant Manager Park tilted his head at the display in equal confusion.
The atmosphere in the room had turned distinctly uneasy.