“What do you want to show me?”
“Well, it’s more I show you mine if you show me yours kinda thing,” I teased, but actually the more I thought about it, and the more I figured no one was in the restroom, other thoughts entered my mind.
She groaned. “Rhys.”
“Come on, Cupcake. I’ll make it fast.” She didn’t move, so I walked the few feet back toward her. “It will be like when we were on the booze cruise.”
“When we were on the booze cruise, people couldn’t walk in on us at any moment. People we may work with.”
“True.” I ran my fingers along her cheek and brushed her long blonde curls off her shoulders. “But that makes it more exciting, right?”
“My boss is a guy. What if he walks in?”
“Then you better not be loud.”
I took her hand, and she willingly walked behind me. I heard her mumble, “I can’t believe we’re doing this, especially with our co-workers right down the hall.” She stopped. “And your mother!”
I pressed the door to the women’s restroom open. “Fine. We’ll do it in here.”
She stared at me for a few seconds while I held the door. Finally, she stepped forward, peeked her head in and then tugged me inside. “Is this going to be a thing when we go out in public?”
I smirked. “Do you want it to be?”
Ashtyn bit her bottom lip. “It does turn me on.”
“Of course it does, Cupcake. The thought of being caught excites everyone. They just don’t admit it.” I pulled her into the largest stall.
“What if someone who needs this stall comes in?”
“Then we better fucking hurry now shouldn’t we?” I closed and locked the door behind us. “Take your panties off.”
Ashtyn hesitated for a moment and then did as I asked. I took them from her, stuck the lace in my pocket and started to unzip my pants. She faced me, her back against the wall and after I slipped a condom on that I had in my wallet, I picked her up and teased her opening with my cock as she wrapped her legs around my hips.
“You ready, baby?”
She moaned her response as I used my cock to circle her clit.
I took that as my greenlight and guided myself into her. Ashtyn threw her head back, exposing her neck and while I thrust into her, I sucked and licked her skin. She moaned again, this time louder.
“Shh unless you want someone walking by to hear us.”
“Feels. Good,” she panted.
“Yeah, baby.” While sex always felt good, especially with Ashtyn, there was something about thinking that at any moment someone could walk in and hear us. It only fueled my drive which caused me to thrust harder over and over, Ashtyn’s back sliding up and down the wall.
Then it happened.
I didn’t hear the door open, but I heard the females talking.
“I hope the food’s good this year. Last year the chicken I got was dry.”
Another woman replied, “I know. I hate that.”
Ashtyn looked at me, her eyes wide. I smiled and placed my hand over her mouth. I didn’t slow down as I pumped into her until she moaned deep in her throat. I followed behind her with a low groan of my own and then kissed her until I heard the door close and no more voices in the room.
After cleaning up, we walked back into the ballroom and found my mother. She was still talking to Barbara as if they’d been best friends since kindergarten. For all I knew, they were best friends now. My mother had a way of making everyone feel like friends or family. She could also sell ice to an Eskimo. I was certain I got my personality from her, and that was why I was comfortable in front of the camera.
“There you two are. I found our tables, and since we weren’t all sitting together, I switched Ashtyn with someone. I hope that’s okay?”