It was just a typical Tuesday as Jack made his rounds through the kitchens, checking in deliveries, temperatures and expiration dates. The convention center was still quite new and though the restaurants were open for business, a lot of things behind the scenes were still a bit… unpolished.
At least the elevators are working today, he thought.
With clipboard in hand and his warmest jacket on, he slowly made his way down the shelves of foodstuffs in one of the huge walk-in coolers.
Jack hated the cold. Having lived in Florida his whole life, he just had no tolerance for temperatures below seventy degrees. But somebody had to do the work, so the cold air was blasting, the rolling door was closed tight and his earbuds were in. Midway through listening to something from Hazbin Hotel, the door opened and shut again. He took out one earbud and looked around the end of his shelf.
Uh-oh.
Looking him in the eye was Deb, one of the sous chefs from upstairs.
Deb was a sweet young lady with whom Jack had become fast friends. Funny, down to earth, and frustratingly gorgeous. She stood about an inch or two taller than him with a soft, curvy figure, short curly hair and brown eyes that seemed to suck him in every time he looked into them.
All of that would normally be fine. Jack was a married man, after all, and saw attractive women all the time. Unfortunately for Jack, the attraction was mutual and Deb’s eyes never hid that fact. They had discussed it many times; they were both attracted to each other and flirted any time there was no one else around. But that was all it was. Jack was married to the love of his life, Deb was freshly on the other side of a messy breakup and their feelings were just one of those things that gives a person a spike of serotonin throughout the day.
Right?
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A smile spread across Deb’s plump, soft lips when she saw him. Those eyes, she thought hungrily. She was enraptured whenever he looked at her with those bright blue eyes. She could see every furrow and facet in them and they made her melt.
They moved together for a totally normal, not at all sexually-charged hug and “good morning.” She practically purred when she felt his strong arms around her body, his beard against her cheek and his warmth breath on her neck. She should have pulled her arms back from under his warm coat. Should have let go and allowed the embrace to end after a moment.
Instead, she breathed in the scent of his body wash mingling with whatever conditioner he used in his long, luscious hair. She felt Jack’s grip tighten as her hands rubbed along his back. Deb wanted him. Badly. It was barely seven am, but she could feel the tingle in her core and shuddered.
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Jack could feel the blood start to flow faster to his groin and tried to mentally steady himself even as he unconsciously pulled Deb’s body ever-so-slightly closer.
Okay yeah, it had been a while. Work, doctor’s appointments and helping his aging parents ran him near ragged with little to know time for himself and yeah, Holly having basically lost her libido due to her PCOS had effectively put their sex life on hold for weeks at a time, but come on. Settle down, he chided himself. What are you gonna do, fuck her right here in a refrigerator? As tempting as that sounded, it wasn’t exactly the most intimate spot.
After far longer than it had any right to be, the embrace ended and they began exchanging pleasantries. Though they still stood much closer to each other than propriety would deem acceptable.
“…and Chef Darren is still out of town, so it’s gonna be another long day,” Deb groaned. Her voice was husky and smooth, accentuated by her Latin accent. Jack reached out to rub her back as he rolled his eyes.
“I’m telling you, they’re taking advantage of you. You’re not even salary and yet you’re here twelve, thirteen hours a day sometimes.” He bristled a bit as he spoke, loathed the thought of his… friend being mistreated.
“I know…” she mumbled, leaning back into Jack’s warm body to rest her head against his shoulder. “But if I don’t do it–“
Darkness enveloped them with a loud *pop* and silence filled the air that had a moment ago been plagued with the sound of the cooler’s industrial-powered vents.
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Deb’s sentence was cut short as something popped loudly. She felt Jack’s arm bulge around her shoulders as his muscles tensed and pulled her against his body. She probably would have swooned if not for the sudden darkness all around them.
“Yo, what the fuck?” she exclaimed, her hands finding Jack’s chest and shoulder seemingly of their own accord. No light came through the small window on the cooler door but she could hear a mix of startled and exasperated voices coming from elsewhere in the kitchen.
After a moment, Jack’s body relaxed. “I think the power went out again,” he said. His voice was so close to her ear, a shiver ran up her spine. Neither of them could see the noses in front of their own faces, let alone each other, but Deb leaned into her companion’s embrace, warming at the thought of him instinctively reaching out to protect her.
“Looks like it,” she said softly, her lips close enough to his neck to feel the heat coming off of him. Blindly she closed the distance, pressing a soft kiss against his Jack’s skin. She felt him shudder as his other hand found her waist.
“Deb…” he whispered hoarsely.
“Sshh,” she replied in a hushed breath. She knew she had crossed a line, but it felt so right, she didn’t care anymore. She pressed another kiss to his neck, then another, then another. She could hear his heavy breathing, could feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest under her hand. “Please, just let me…”
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Jack stood frozen like a deer in headlights. Deb’s lips. On his neck. His brain felt muddled, his thoughts crashing together in a maelstrom of Stop this now! Please keep going; I can’t… Just this is fine, right? No, it isn’t! Think of Holly at home! and she just feels so good…
He hated himself but couldn’t make his body move. Couldn’t pull away. Worse yet, the hand he had placed on Deb’s waist was sliding down to squeeze her ass! So good… His treasonous thoughts were taking over. And then, Deb’s lips were against Jack’s.
He didn’t know who initiated it, but their lips met at last, over and over. His teeth nipped at her lower lip as her tongue brushed his lips.
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Deb’s mind swam in a heady tide of ecstasy. Jack was finally kissing her! His tongue was in her mouth, his hands everywhere at once. Her hands gripped his neck as her body writhed desperately against his.
She could feel it against her pelvis, hard and needy. She rubbed herself against him harder, lost in the exhilaration of this long-awaited moment.
“Jack,” she gasped into his mouth. “Please… give it to me, Jack.” Her hand was on his pants then, squeezing the throbbing erection trapped within. His moan against her lips told her everything she needed to know as her nimble fingers found the buckle of his belt and unfastened it in an instant.
His pants unbuttoned, zipper wrenched open, Deb’s hand plunged beneath his elastic of his underwear and found her prize. Jack gasped as her hand wrapped around his thick shaft. It was so hot in her hand, precum oozing out of the fat, throbbing head and lubricating her palm as she reveled in the girth of his dick.
“I wanna fuck you so bad right now,” she moaned. “I wanna feel you inside of me.”
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Her hand was freezing! Jack gasped as Deb’s cold hand wrapped around his tender flesh. The cold was shocking, but also exhilarating as an unfamiliar hand stroked Jack’s cock for the first time in years.
Past the point of no return, he thought, even as some rapidly dwindling voice inside screamed that he had to stop this whole thing before it was too late. He knew that tiny voice was right, but Jack’s entire body overpowered it. Just for this moment, he was going to give Deb exactly what she’d wanted and take everything he so desperately needed.
All rational thought was gone now as Jack pulled the drawstring on Deb’s pants and shucked them past her hips. She yelped against the sudden rush of cold air against her long, smooth legs, even as Jack’s lips crashed against hers again, silencing any sound that might give them away.
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Deb was sopping wet, her aching pussy begging to be touched. Begging to be filled. Jack’s hand fumbled against her waist for a moment, looking for the waistband of her panties. Dammit, bodysuit! She often wore one under her uniform as she found it much more comfortable than a bra, but it was now an obstacle between her and the man she had craved for so long.
Nevertheless, Jack’s quick hand managed to find a way as he pulled the garment aside, exposing Deb’s dripping pussy to the frigid air for just a moment before his hand covered it, strong fingers immediately going to work on her sensitive clit.
Deb’s limited vision swam and her knees buckled against the indescribable feeling of this man, the object of her desire, stroking and circling her sex as if he’d been pleasing her for years. Another gasp as his palm flattened against her vulva, two fingers suddenly thrust into her warm, tight hole. This is crazy, she thought as a surge of pleasure began to rise up in her body. There’s no way I’m gonna cum this fast.
Oh, how wrong she was. The orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave, threatening to take her legs out from under her and her mind along with them. Deb’s body tried to cry out, but no sound escaped her throat as her body quaked, hands gripping Jack with all their strength.
Her body felt electrified, goosebumps rising all over her even as Jack’s clever fingers returned to her clit, rubbing it in swift, precise circles. The occasional back rubs hadn’t prepared her at all for the onslaught of his cheekily self-proclaimed “magic hands.”
It distantly occurred to Deb that she may have gotten in over her head.
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Though he couldn’t make out her expressions, Jack felt a predatory grin spread over his face as Deb’s body twitched and buckled like a live wire. This is what he had missed. What he had longed for. The experience of making a woman come unglued as he played with her body.
He didn’t think of it in terms of dominance, submission or any of the other plethora of words people used online, but Jack felt powerful in those moments. Godly, even. Was that a rare instance of ego talking? Probably. But he knew what he was good at and reveled in showing off his talents.
Thirty-four years old and still a theater kid. Go figure.
His cock was throbbing desperately, but the idea of making this beautiful woman come again put it on a back-burner in Jack’s mind. His fingertips danced over Deb’s vulva, drawing an endless loop of circles on her clit, pausing only to plunge once more into her smoldering heat to thrum against that special spot. Like he was making sure she knew, in no uncertain terms, that he was in control.
One more, he thought greedily. One more orgasm, then it’s my turn. Any semblance of right and wrong had been locked away into some dark corner of his mind to be dealt with later. Instead, Jack’s thoughts were a primal instinct. A thirst, a need to prove himself. To implant himself in Deb’s mind and ensure that her body never forgot him.
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Distantly, both of them wondered how much longer the power would be out.
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In the darkness and cold, Deb was flushed and sweating, panting against Jack’s neck as he deftly drew her closer to another powerful orgasm.
“Please,” she moaned. “Please, I… gasp Jack, I need it. I need you inside of me-ee-eee!” Her plea was cut short as her body was once again overwhelmed with pleasure. Her eyes watered and her mouth felt dry, but she felt her wanton pussy clench around Jack’s fingers as he plunged them in and out of her.
Her legs finally gave way and she collapsed to her knees, Jack fumbling to catch her. As she caught her breath, she felt something bump against her cheek in the darkness.
Finally. Her hand seized the thick shaft before her as her soft lips closed around Jack’s throbbing cock at last.
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Dammit, Jack rebuked himself as he felt Deb slip from his arms. He reached for her but winced, pain shooting through his shoulder from an old injury. He hissed through his teeth and in that moment of hesitation, he felt Deb’s hot, wet mouth envelope his cock.
Jack’s spine went rigid. Only two women had ever sucked his cock before and his mind went blank. Nothing existed but the mouth sliding up and down his shaft. The universe was empty but for the tongue sliding around the head of his turgid cock.
He felt more and more of his length be covered by those incredible lips. Deeper than he’d ever been taken before. He gasped for air as his left hand grasped Deb’s curly hair on pure instinct, his right one clutching a shelf he couldn’t see to keep himself upright.
It was too good, too much to handle. Jack hadn’t come in almost a week and knew that that was about to change very quickly if he didn’t do something. It took everything in him to yank himself free, pulling back sharply on Deb’s hair.
“Not yet,” he panted into the inky void. “Not yet. I need your pussy first.” His and Deb’s hands found each other as she rose to her feet, her lips once again finding his in the darkness.
Pressing her back towards the shelf, he took Deb by the hips to turn her around. With one hand on her hip, Jack pulled the crotch of Deb’s bodysuit aside once more and pressed the tip of his cock against her wet labia.
Hesitating for only a moment, Jack knew that there truly was no going back now. With a growl, he thrust into Deb, hard.
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That first plunge forced the air from Deb’s lungs as she felt her pussy suddenly stretched by a hot, thick presence.
This was it. This was what she’d been fantasizing about for so long. She tightened her grip on the shelf before her, bracing for what she hoped would be the fucking of her life.
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It was a miracle Jack managed not to cum the moment Deb’s otherworldly softness embraced him. He had never done this with anyone but Holly before and his body was trembling. Whether from the cold, the sensations coursing through his nervous system, or the taboo nature of it all, he didn’t know. Nor did he care. At that moment, all that mattered was getting himself as deep into the woman he so ardently desired as he could and pouring every drop of semen he had into her molten pussy.
He slowly pulled back, leaving just the tip pressed against her lips as he once again, slowly this time, pierced Deb’s tight pussy with his cock, which felt harder than it had ever been. They moaned together at the feeling, and then again, louder now, as Jack’s thrusting hips moved faster and harder.
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Deb could hardly breathe as the man of her wet dreams pounded his hips against her ass, driving his fat dick into her. A jolt shot through her with each impact, his balls slapping lewdly against her clit as she shoved her hips backwards, fucking him just as much as he fucked her.
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Not good, Jack thought, clenching his teeth. He should have waited a moment longer after withdrawing from Deb’s mouth. His cock was tingling like never before and he could feel his own orgasm rushing towards him.
Not yet, not yet, not yet… he pleaded with his body. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, and that question of how much longer they had before someone found them was bubbling back up to his consciousness. But he had to make this count. Had to feel Deb come one more time, this time from inside of her.
Pressing his torso against her back, he wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand sliding its way down to her clit once more.
“Come with me,” he growled into Deb’s ear. “Please,” he added with a tone of longing.
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“Oh fuck,” Deb groaned. She wasn’t ready for his fingers again and his voice in her ear was making her shiver more than the cold.
Not gonna be a problem, she thought. Her breath was coming faster now, her eyes shut tight as her other senses overwhelmed her. She felt it coming now. The big one. She had teased Jack before, telling him how she was a squirter, and now she was about to show him.
The wave crested, reaching its zenith.
“Now,” she moaned. “Come with me now!” She managed to cover her mouth just in time to muffle her shriek as her sweet pussy, finally satiated, gushed all over Jack’s cock.
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Those words were what tipped the scale and drove Jack over the edge. One, two, three more powerful thrusts and he erupted at last.
He had to bite into Deb’s shoulder to muffle the roar that escaped him as his cock throbbed, spraying burst after burst of white-hot semen deep inside of this forbidden pussy.
Vaguely he felt something splash against his thighs and heard the sound of water hitting the floor as he clung desperately to Deb’s thrashing body.
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They stayed that way for another few moments, gasping for breath and riding out the aftershocks of their shared orgasm.
Jack was planting soft kisses along Deb’s neck when a hummm got their attention.
“Shit!”
As the vents kicked back on and the lights flickered and burst back to life, the illicit lovers quickly covered themselves, hiding their secret tryst. Somehow their pants had avoided most of Deb’s final orgasm, so they adjusted themselves and quickly stepped apart, shooting furtive glances towards the door.
Thirty long seconds passed before they breathed sighs of relief that no one was going to burst in pointing their finger. Their eyes met once more and they shared one last tender embrace, this time with soft kisses.
“I should go,” Jack whispered, his brow furrowing.
Deb pouted adorably, but agreed. “Will I see you later?” Her stunning brown eyes glistened in the florescent lights.
Jack’s mind was rapidly becoming his own again, guilt creeping in. But as he looked into those eyes, he knew the answer.
“Yes,” he whispered with a smile.
