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A Grope in the Gloom

She surprised him in the hallway, then he surprised her.
I knew that he would be wearing his kilt today. He had told me about it the other day. What I didn't expect was my visceral reaction to seeing him in it. He's not perfect. Not the "tall, dark, and handsome" type. Not really. Still, he does it for me. And seeing him come to work in his kilt, with the heavy boots, tight t-shirt, and big thick belt got my juices flowing. The tattoo on the back of his right calf highlighted his thick muscularity.

I had dressed a little bit sexier than normal, wearing a long skirt and wispy blouse. Nothing too revealing, but maybe enough to catch his attention. I wore a sexy bra that allowed my large breasts just the slightest bit of shimmy as I walked.

We were both married. He was happy, I wasn't. I wanted a diversion, he wanted a work relationship. Fine.

But when I was in the back room putting some supplies away in the broom closet and he came through the narrow hallway to wash his hands, I couldn't resist a quick grope, all in good fun, as I squeezed down the hallway behind him.

So, after all of that good-natured joking about what men wear under their kilts, I found out the truth. Seriously, there was nothing there but him. I felt his smooth cock and balls hanging there, all warm and dry.

Of course, when I grabbed his scrotum from behind, his head came up so fast that he nearly took out the paper towel dispenser. I felt his dick jump against my fingers and watched a shudder run up his back.

"Maria!" he hissed. "What the hell?"

"Oh my!" I said, still surprised, both at my boldness and his near nudity.

I couldn't feel his dick hanging against my hand any longer. Leaning down just a bit, I slid my hand forward and felt it again, thickening and rising against the front of his kilt.

I heard the catch in his breath as I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it lightly.

We were in a long, dark hallway off the back of a small retail establishment. Anyone in the right place in the store could have seen us, him leaning over the sink, mouth open and eyes closed, me leaning behind him with my hand under the back of his kilt.

He shuddered again, nearly fully hard in my hand. I finally let him go and stood up. He turned around quickly, pinning my shoulders to the wall and leaning in until his face was very close to mine. 

"What the hell was that?" he whispered furiously.

"S...sorry," I whispered, frightened by his anger. His dark hair framed his face, and I saw his blue eyes flash down to my lips, and then further down to the bit of cleavage that I had on display. His eyes came back up to mine for a moment, then he turned his head to see if we were being observed. Finally, slowly, his gaze came back to mine, he leaned in and captured my mouth, his whole body pinning mine to the wall.

It was my turn to shudder. The surprise of his counter-attack, the sexiness of attempting this sort of thing in pubic, the danger of being caught, all combined to bring me up the ladder of arousal quicker than I had ever climbed it before.

I brought my hands up to his head, holding it to me, and kissing for all that I was worth. His hands left my shoulders and mauled my breasts, the nipples coming to points in his hands, and pinched for my audacity.

Finally, my panties wet and clothing askew, he pulled away from me, checked down the hallway again, and maneuvered me back into the broom closet. We couldn't fit all the way in, but he pushed me in ahead of him, leaned me against the big commercial sink, and knelt in front of me. 

I could see occasional flashes of light in the hallway as sunlight reflected off the windshields of passing cars. I could feel the rumble of traffic, not five feet behind me on the other side of the wall, the sounds filtering in to hopefully camouflage the whimpers and gasps coming from me as he kissed my legs and began gathering my skirt in his hands.

Slowly, my legs were bared, the skin still pale from winter. They seemed to glow in the near-dark gloominess of the hallway. Finally, my panties were visible to him and he leaned in and kissed my pussy through the material.

"Oh god!" I cried softly. "Don't tease me! If you're going to do this, then do it, but don't tease me!"

He leaned in quickly, and I heard a soft, metallic sound and suddenly my panties no longer covered anything important. His mouth was on me, kissing, licking, sucking. I was trying not to cry out, and holding his head to me as tightly as I could.

I kept my right foot on the ground but slid my left up his body and over his shoulder. I leaned back and rested my head against the wall behind me, arching up as much as I could into his ravaging mouth. The sounds he made were angry, wet, and sexy.

Finally, as I neared my climax, he shrugged my foot off his shoulder and stood up. He simply lifted his kilt, leaned forward and he penetrated me. He pulled me to him and kissed me on his second thrust, our cries mingling as he sank to the hilt. As I raised my legs to wrap around him, his balls slapped my ass and the head of his cock caressed my cervix.

It didn't take long. Ten strokes, twenty maybe and he was firing up inside of me. I was right there with him, clutching him, biting his shoulder, crying out against him.

When he finished, he pulled out, reached around the corner for a handful of paper towels. He handed me some, and used the rest on himself.

"Stay here for a minute," he said. I nodded.

He turned to go, then turned back, just for a glance.

"Very hot," was all that he said.

I rearranged my skirt. I could only agree with him.

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