Intimacy in the City – Chapter 3

With cum on my face, I walk through the office

My whole face is covered in cum. Shiny cum drips down my cheeks and lips. This can't be happening! He wasn't supposed to cum on my face. It may look hot, but But I'm still at work. And now I'm in a place where there's no sink. Damn.

I look at Julian. His gaze is a mixture of high spirits and lust. As if he's saying, I'm going to fuck you too. He can forget that. First, I want to get rid of the load on my face.

“Yes, the room is occupied,” Julian replies after what feels like an eternity to the question that got me into this whole mess.

“That's a little more than I expected,” he smiles.

“Hmmm, sure. See if the coast is clear,” I ask him.

He slowly and silently opens the door to the office hallway. He looks left, then right. “You can go.”

My heart is racing. Oh my God. How embarrassing! What am I doing here? I have so much cum on me, it could have come from two or three guys. And now I'm walking down the hallway like this.

I could sink into the ground. What will I do if I run into a colleague like this? The ladies' room is at the end of the much too long hallway. I've never thought about how long it takes me to get from the small conference room to the bathroom. Let alone how many seconds that is, how fast I have to run to get there, and how many colleagues I might potentially run into along the way.

But it's too late now. I have to go through with it. The coast is clear. I take my first step into the hallway. My heart isn't just racing. It's jumping out of my chest. My senses are so heightened that I perceive every sound much louder. At first, I walk at a normal pace, then my steps quicken. The semen on my face bounces more and more violently with every step I take.

I can almost see the ladies' room. I'll be there in a moment. Safe.

Suddenly, my colleague Kevin turns the corner. As always, he has his oversized graphics tablet tucked under his arm.

“Heidi,” he calls out, waving at me.

Oh no! This can't be happening. What do I do now?

I won't make it to the bathroom! He's about to see my face covered in semen.

In a panic, I look to my left. The coffee kitchen! “Turn in there now!” With a powerful swing, I turn into the open door. I immediately stand in front of the refrigerator and cover my face with the open refrigerator door. The cold white neon light makes the semen glow even more.

“Go past! Go past! Please.”

Suddenly, Kevin seriously turns into the kitchen.

“Heiiiiidiiiii,” my colleague, who is as cheerful as ever, chirps from behind the refrigerator door.

“Keviiiiin,” I try to chirp back.

“I'm just making myself a macchiato. Let me use the refrigerator for a second.”

At the speed of light, I grab the milk from the inside of the door and hold it out to him. Somehow I manage to keep my face hidden.

“How embarrassing! How could I have let it get this far?” flashes through my mind. I watch as Kevin's feet position themselves in front of the coffee machine.

My chance!

In an unobserved moment, I quietly sneak away. Kevin is completely absorbed in operating the chrome-colored coffee machine. Phew. I'm back in the hallway.

Suddenly, I hear a shout from the kitchen: “Heidi! The whole floor is covered in milk! You've dripped all over the place! Next time, you'll clean it up.”

Quick! “Sure, Kevin, I promise,” I call out. Just a few steps later, I've made it. I disappear into the ladies' room.

Finally home. What a hot thing that was today with the cum on my face! Since then, I've noticed that I'm extremely wet. I finally want to have a perfect orgasm and let my horniness flow out completely.

What could be better than finding a hot guy?

I grab my phone and swipe around in my favorite app.

“Radius: 50 km. That should do it.”

Here we go. There are a few hot guys there too. I swipe left, then right. One match follows another. And then suddenly.

My swiping finger freezes.

That. Is. Him.

Exactly my type!

He'll fuck me to the perfect orgasm. Oh my God.

I take a deep breath and concentrate. Don't swipe in the wrong direction now. Otherwise he'll be gone! First, take a screenshot of this gorgeous specimen.

Very slowly, I move my thumb up. Super Like. Perfect. Now he just has to like me and then it'll happen.

I switch to my messages and wait. It shouldn't take him long to write to me.

I hope.

I wait and wait. I get messages. But not from him!

I'm so incredibly wet. It's impossible to wait any longer.

I open the screenshot of my Super Like and start touching myself. While I finger my wet pussy, I can't take my eyes off him. I remember the tons of cum on my face, how I almost got caught, and what it would be like if Mr. Super Like shot his load on my face.

Thick pussy juice runs down my three fingers. I'm about to come. My breathing quickens, my lips part. I fuck myself so hard and fast that I finally come, pulsing.

“Awwwwww, awwwwww.”

Suddenly, my pupils dilate.

Message from Mr. Super Like!

“Jackpot.”