A Desperate Lunch Break Affair

I never imagined it would happen like this, a quickie in the office supply closet. My relationship with Mark is solid, but we've both been busy and distant lately. Today was just another dull day at work until I got an unexpected message from him saying he couldn't make our usual after-work plans. By lunchtime, my frustration had built up so much that when his coworker called out sick and left me alone with him in the office, I didn’t hesitate to take what I wanted. We barely exchanged a word as we slipped into the supply closet. The moment the door clicked shut, Mark pinned me against the shelves and kissed me fiercely. His hands were all over me, I could feel his erection pressing through his pants. Without breaking our kiss, he lifted my skirt and unbuttoned my jeans with deft fingers. I guided him to where I needed him most as we both tugged off our underwear frantically. His cock was already hard against mine, pulsing with need as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He wasted no time entering me, thrusting deep inside right there in the closet. The rough surface of the shelves scratched at my back and sides, heightening every sensation between us. Mark’s breaths were hot against my neck as he slammed into me again and again. We both knew this was temporary madness born from days of pent-up longing, but it felt incredible nonetheless. When I came hard around him, slick with sweat, we held each other tight for a moment before cleaning up quickly and slipping back out into the office without anyone ever knowing.