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 Monday

 By NEVERcummingback

I spent all of my working week looking forward to Friday, and finally it had arrived. As I drove into work the one good thing about it was standing by the security gate, watching the cars roll in. Mark was the youngest security guard, tall, with jet-black hair and gorgeous beyond belief. As I drove slowly past he stared at me and winked. I smiled back, wishing I had an excuse to talk to him.

On arriving at my parking bay I found someone else was already parked there. Damn! I'd have to park in the visitor's area and that would mean I'd have to ask for permission from one of the guards! What a shame! I drove back to the Security cabin near the main gate and parked my car in a visitor's bay nearby. I hoped gorgeous Mark would be inside and not the older guard, John, who normally worked with him.

Suddenly nervous I knocked on the door, opened it and stepped inside. Mark was there alone, sitting at a desk. He looked up and smiled. John was nowhere to be seen.

“You okay?” Mark asked with a knowing smile.

“I... err... need to park my car in the visitor's area. Someone's in my bay.”

“No problem,” he said. “You need to put your details down here.”

He got to his feet and placed a sheet of paper and a pen on the edge of the desk in front of me.

I deliberately bent over so my breasts would be struggling to escape from my tiny blouse. I began to write my details, then glanced up, to see him eyeing my tits appreciatively. He saw that I'd seen him and smiled and I smiled back, thrusting my chest forward more to give him a better view.

As I wrote he stepped round behind me. I felt his hands begin to squeeze my behind and my fanny immediately went damp. I turned to face him and he dragged my body to his, turning us both and pushing me up against the wall, pressing his mouth hard against mine. I sucked his tongue into my mouth, grabbing at his tight behind, feeling his erection pressing against my groin through his pants.

Mark suddenly broke away and started undoing my blouse. My ample breasts pushed against my tight bra, but they didn't stay trapped for long. Quickly he had them released, squeezing them with his hands, sucking on them, teasing my hard nipples between his teeth. I grabbed at the front of his trousers and pulled his bulging fly open. I pulled his manhood out. Long and thick, it was rock hard and ready for action. He released my throbbing, red nipple and steered me towards the desk. He pushed the contents off onto the floor, then lay me down on it. He pushed my skirt up and dragged my tiny thong down, his thick, eager fingers quickly finding my damp fanny, stroking, teasing, squeezing my clit and probing the hot depths.

I closed my eyes and lay back, enjoying every moment of it, my fantasy, finally coming true! The fingers were soon replaced with a different sensation, a flicking, licking feeling. I looked down and his head was between my thighs, his tongue licking at my snatch, then his whole mouth was plastered over it. He sucked my lips into his mouth and I grabbed his head and pushed my crotch up hard against his face. His mouth sucked while he tongue-fucked my juicy hole. I moaned in ecstasy, feeling my orgasm begin to build. I wanted to come on his face but he pulled away again and stepped back with a grin on his wet, handsome face.

“Come here,” he said gently, extending his hand.

He didn't need to tell me what he wanted. I pulled myself up and dropped to my knees before him, taking his thick shaft deep into my mouth. He grabbed my head and pumped away. I sucked on his hot cock and rubbed my tongue against his velvety bell-end, tasting the sticky pre-cum there. After several hard thrusts he started to moan and pulled himself back out of my mouth.

Mark manoeuvred me down to the floor on my hands and knees with my butt towards him. He squeezed my backside, then kissed and sucked on each cheek. He parted them hard, then his lips and tongue were on my arsehole, sucking and licking at both my exposed holes. The glorious feeling lasted for several seconds, then I felt him move position behind me and his big, hard cock was rubbing at my arsehole, round and round, up and down. I groaned with pleasure, my fanny dripping with anticipation. I felt his huge member press against my twat, then he pushed it inside, stretching my tight little hole, ramming it deep within me. I gasped with an equal mix of pain and pleasure as he started thrusting inside of me, his fingernails digging into my shoulders as he rode me hard. I could feel him deep within me, each thrust pushing at my insides.

As I groaned and moaned at the delicious fucking I was getting, a movement suddenly caught the corner of my eye. I looked round to see his mate John standing in the doorway, staring at us.

I panicked, tried to stop, tried to pull away, but Mark wouldn't let me. He hung onto my shoulders, his hips thrust hard up against mine.

“It's okay, it's fine,” he whispered.

John watched us with a blank expression for a few moments, then his hands slowly moved down to his trousers. He pulled his less-impressive manhood out and began wanking himself slowly, watching us intently.

I looked away from him, enjoying the feeling of having this gorgeous man's prick thrusting deep inside me.

After a few more strokes Mark stopped and withdrew, though not yet satisfied. He turned me over and lay me on my back on the hard floor, spreading my legs wide. His tongue found mine once again and he kissed me urgently, his stiff, glistening pole searching for my gaping hole until it found it's entrance again with a hard thrust. I wrapped my legs tight around his waist as he rammed it in and out of me, all restraint gone.

John was wanking hard, groaning, then gasped with pleasure as he came, his juices shooting out onto the floor.

I concentrated on my own pleasure and the man on top of me. I suddenly noticed that he was wearing a wedding ring. Well, if it wasn't bothering him, it wasn't going to bother me either. I lifted my legs high into the air as he pounded away at my aching pussy. A huge orgasm rolled through me, spreading from my womb right through my body. Mark cried out and and came too, emptying his sac inside of me. He moved inside me again, once, twice, then slowly withdrew.

John had gone, leaving us alone. Mark smiled at me and I smiled back, suddenly feeling a little shy of him again. We tidied ourselves up for the work day ahead, then he let me out of the door saying, “Next time someone's parked in your bay, come and let me know!”

I grinned broadly at him and he winked back.

Oh, if only it were Monday!