You have a quick look around in the hallway around you and you see about a hundred meters away a door marked “Staff Only”. You point it out to Trish and say, “Let’s try that over there.” She nods her agreement and you both walk towards the door. Once at the door you look around to see if anyone is around. No ones about so you try the handle. To your relief it turns open and you open the door to look inside. The room seems to be some kind of an office, perhaps for one of the food vendors who operate inside the building. Anyway if it’s an office no one is going to be doing any work at this time of night especially with a concert going on. You shut the door and immediately Trish is into your arms, her mouth seeking yours urgently. Your hands grab her ass and pull her to you, she presses back and you can feel her legs start to split. You get a firm hold and pick her up as Trish wraps her legs around your hips. The best she can do in a skirt anyway. You press her firmly up against the door as you both tear into each other with passion. Your cock is straining inside your jeans and is rubbing against Trish’s crotch. She in turn is rotating her hips against the bulge in rhythm with your trust.
You continue like this frantically for a few minutes before you begin to feel a bit weak at the knees. Trish senses this and whispers in your ear, “put me down on the desk.” You turn around and carry her the short distance to the desk. She stays locked to you as you put her onto the desk, sending paper everywhere. Trish reaches between the two of you and pulls at the bottom of your shirt. She takes a hold and pulls it up over your head. With yours off, you take hold of Trish’s shirt and pull that over her head as well. Trish has a black lace bra on underneath and the strap have already fallen off her shoulders. She reaches behind herself to undo this and discards it on the floor with both of your shirts. With her breasts freed you lean down between the two of you, taking one in each hand. You massaging them enlistees a moan from Trish. You start to kiss her nipples, gently sucking on the right, then left. Your attention causes them to harden further until they are small tiny points sticking out from her dark areola.
Trish gently pushes you away from her in order to give her enough room to slide her long dress from her hips onto the floor. She is left in only a black lace thong and a pair of high-heeled sandals. You take the opportunity to admire her perfect form as you kick off your shoes and undo the fly on your jeans. You take them off too, along with your socks leaving you both in just underwear. Trish motions you towards her, her legs spread wide upon the desk. Your follow her command as she tells you to...
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