Working late shifts was always boring, but tonight felt different. the tension between me and my coworker had been building for months, flirty comments, stolen glances, little touches that lingered too long. and now, we were finally alone.

while i wiped down a table, i felt his hands grab my waist, pulling me back against him. i gasped as his hard cock pressed against my ass, throbbing through his pants. "you've been teasing me all night," he whispered, his breath hot against my neck.

i turned to face him, our lips crashing together in a desperate, hungry kiss. his hands roamed my body, slipping under my shirt to toy with my nipples while i reached down, stroking his cock through his pants. before i knew it, my shirt was on the floor, and he had me bent over the counter, pushing my panties aside.

the thrill of being fucked right there, where anyone could walk in, had me soaking wet. he pounded into me, gripping my hips, his breath ragged as i begged him not to stop. the moment i felt him pulse inside me, i wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, loving the way his cum filled me up.

we got dressed and finished closing, but i couldn't stop feeling his warmth dripping down my thigh. the thought of getting caught? somehow, that only made it hotter.