The Morning After Mystery - Sex Stories

The Morning After Mystery

... the party. It was her firm’s Christmas party, and everyone was celebrating. Then, another flash hit her. She went off to the closet to have a quick fuck. She was fucking a kid from the mailroom. She couldn’t remember his face though. It was like a dream. She could feel him, but not see him. This had never happened before, she thought. She closed her eyes and saw the party again. Her boss, Larry, wasn’t having a good time. He was sitting in his office looking at some papers. All the offices had glass walls, so it was easy to see Larry. Her other partners were drinking and laughing as the Christmas carols played loudly in the background. There were Christmas lights up and some were flashing. Cases of booze were half opened as everyone was drinking and being merry. She remembered seeing a couple of people from the mailroom dancing with some people from finance. Kim smiled. She didn’t know why she was smiling, but something made her happy. Another flash came back. Ricky from the mailroom had danced with her. She was so drunk that she didn’t think twice about it. She never knew Ricky was a sexual deviant, and loved to hit on everyone in the building. Ricky was a little taller than Kim, but he wasn’t the lover she had last night. Ricky was really lanky. He didn’t have the hardened body that the man had, who fucked her last night. Ricky took Kim’s hand after dancing for a while, and pulled her down the hall. Kim was always in control, so having a man take control of her sex was ...

... impressive. Ricky held the door open for her to a maintenance room, and gestured to the room, with a bow and wave of the hand. “Here m’lady,” Ricky said, holding the door. Kim giggled, and curtseyed back to Ricky. She then took a quick look around, and headed into the room. Ricky quickly locked the door and grabbed Kim by the hand. He pulled her close and kissed her hard. Her breath was a mix of champagne and onion dip. Ricky quickly took control of the situation and ran his hands over her back. He ran his hand up her back and into her hair, gripping it tightly. He pulled her head back, breaking their embrace. He stared at her through the darkness. She waited, like a mouse being played with, the cat already knowing that it had its prey. Ricky pulled her back into an embrace again, deeper this time, forcing his tongue into her mouth and pulling back again. His free hand followed from her side up her dress and found her right breast. He squeezed the flesh cover breast like it was his first time. He had strong hands and a firm grip. She felt a twinge of pain as he found her nipple, and pinched it. This sent a wave of pleasure through her body and crashed over her sex. Ricky pulled her back. This made Kim want to taste him once again. She would have to wait, because Ricky was now pushing her to her knees. The thought of being controlled by a mailroom boy was so naughty to Kim. Kim was a powerful woman; a great litigator that always took control of her sex life. This was so different ...