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Just another short flash piece.

The Bathroom

by Robyn Michaels

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Naomi hated unisex bathrooms. There was no good reason to have to share a bathroom in a building as large as the one she worked in. But, here she was, seven o’clock at night, sitting in a stall, trying to remain invisible and silent as her worst nightmare unfolded on the other side of the door. A man, and not just any man, was in the bathroom with her; and, if that wasn’t bad enough, he’d brought a woman with him. The scene she saw through the crack in the door caused a quiet moan to slip from her throat.

She knew her eyes must be as big as silver dollars as she stared at Rex Dunaway, VP of Sales, in all his masculine splendor. He stood just a few feet away from Naomi’s position, his muscles looking even more perfectly formed than they did in the tight suit coat he normally sported. The coat was nowhere to be seen as he stood in the center of the bathroom, unbuckling the belt he wore.

But the sight that held her enthralled was the woman kneeling before him in a submissive position. Her long dark hair fell around her like a curtain as she bowed in front of the sexiest man in the building. Naomi had watched as the woman, Janeen, also from Sales, peeled away her red blouse and bra, revealing tiny metal clamps pinching her nipples before dropping to her knees. The short black skirt she wore wasn’t long enough to provide any padding as she knelt on the hard tile floor.  Three inch ‘fuck me’ pumps in blood red leather to match the blouse and bra completed the outfit.

A movement jerked Naomi’s attention back to Rex as he unsnapped and unzipped his trousers, allowing his long, thick cock to spring free of its imprisonment. Naomi licked her lips at the sight of the most gorgeous phallus she’d ever seen dangling so close, yet so very far away.  It was thick and long, topped by a dark plum shaped head, blue veins twining around the shaft, tempting her to take a lick. A drop of moisture glistened from the slit at the crown.

“Suck me.” Rex growled at the woman kneeling at his feet. 

Janeen raised her head and licked her full lips at the bounty before her. She started to reach up with her hand but Rex pushed it away.

“Just your mouth. Hands behind your back.” Orders apparently came easily to him. Janeen readily complied.

Naomi couldn’t believe how much her arousal soared as he took control of the situation.  She’d never desired being submissive to any man, but the thought of Rex ordering her to pleasure him set her on fire.

As she watched the other woman lean forward and take the engorged tip into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the solid shaft, Naomi felt a surge of jealousy.  She wanted to be the one doing that…licking him, sucking him, bringing him pleasure.

She was stunned at the powerful feeling surging through her system. She barely knew Rex, just from company meetings and to nod and speak in the hallway. Yet, suddenly, she wanted to be where Janeen was, kneeling at his feet.

Rex cupped Janeen’s face between the palms of his hands, stilling her movements.

“I’m going to fuck you now, slut.  And you’re going to take it, and enjoy it. Aren’t you?”

“Mmm mmm.” Unintelligible sounds came from the woman’s stuffed mouth.

Rex began to move, slowly at first, fucking Janeen’s mouth with steady thrusts and retreats.  Naomi’s pussy pulsed in time with the thrusts, seeking to clamp down on something, anything.  Her fingers strayed to the bottom of her skirt, sliding it upward over her thighs, before plunging beneath the elastic of her panties.  With two fingers she parted the swollen folds of her sex, never taking her gaze off the crack in the door and the two figures on the other side. The tip of her middle finger found the bundle of nerves at the apex of her pussy and began circling the tiny bud, pushing her arousal higher. 

A moan threatened to escape; she pressed the palm of her free hand to her mouth and bit down to hold the sound back.

Rex’s movements were growing faster as he thrust between the parted lips of his partner.  Naomi’s movements mirrored his as she felt her orgasm building higher and higher.

“I’m gonna come in your mouth.” He growled in a sandpaper-rough voice. “Swallow it, all of it.” 

His pace quickened and he fucked Janeen’s mouth in earnest.  Naomi’s fingers flew over her clit, rubbing and pinching, stroking and pressing, sending her arousal soaring.

She saw the moment of climax reflected in his face. He threw back his head, closed his eyes and bellowed. Naomi watched the play of emotions across his face with rapt attention. Her own orgasm crashed over her and she bit down harder on her palm to stifle her instinctive shout. 

She watched as Janeen struggled to swallow the load being pumped into her mouth, a tiny trickle slipping from the corner, sliding down her chin. Rex’s shaft was still hard when he pulled it from the woman’s mouth.

“Did you enjoy that, slut?” His voice back to his normal smooth as silk cadence. His palm caressed her cheek. “I know I did. I loved fucking your mouth.”

Naomi nearly groaned as the crude words caused the walls of her pussy to clench in reaction. 

“I think it’s time we go on back to your place where I can fuck you properly,” his gaze shifted and he looked directly into Naomi’s startled face, “and privately.”  His grin feral, he added, “Unless someone has another suggestion.”