After-Hours Cleanup

彼女がタイトなグレーの制服姿で机に身をかがめているのを見た瞬間、俺のモノは激しく脈打った。エレナは夜間清掃員で、いつも皆が帰った後に最上階を担当していた。今夜、俺は誰もいないオフィスに遅くまで残り、写真の編集をしているふりをしていた。彼女のジューシーな尻が短いスカートの下で揺れながらガラスを拭くたび、レモン洗剤の香りがもっと温かく、女性的な何かと混ざり合った。目が合うたびに、二人の間に緊張が走った。

“Working late again, Mr. Photographer?” she asked, straightening up with a little smirk. Her name tag sat right above the swell of her tits, and a stray lock of dark hair stuck to her damp neck.

“Yeah, Elena. Big campaign shoot tomorrow. Needed the quiet.” I set my camera down, pulse kicking up as she stepped closer, rag still in hand. “You always look this good pushing a vacuum?”

She laughed low, wiping a smudge off the edge of my desk. “Flirting with the cleaning lady? Bold. Most guys pretend I’m invisible.”

「俺じゃない。」私は立ち上がり、彼女の肌の匂いが清掃剤の匂いの下から感じられるまで距離を詰めた。「何週間もお前を見てたんだ。その制服を着た尻が…毎晩頭から離れない。」

Her breath hitched. She glanced at the dark windows, then back at me, eyes gleaming. “Then stop watching.” Her voice dropped. “Do something about it.”

I didn’t wait. My hands grabbed her hips and pulled her against me, mouth crashing into hers. She moaned into the kiss, tongue sliding hot and eager. I spun her around, bending her over the wide oak desk, yanking that gray skirt up to her waist. No panties underneath, just smooth shaved pussy already glistening.

“Fuck, Elena, you’re soaked.” I dropped to my knees, spreading her cheeks and burying my face between them. My tongue dragged from her clit to her tight little anus, licking in slow, filthy circles. She gasped, pushing back against my mouth.

“Oh god… yes, lick my pussy like that.” Her fingers gripped the desk edge, knuckles white. “Deeper, please… I’ve thought about your tongue every time I clean this desk.”

I sucked her swollen clit hard, two fingers sliding into her dripping cunt, curling to hit that spot that made her thighs shake. The wet sounds of my mouth filled the quiet office, mixing with her ragged moans. She came fast, pussy clenching around my fingers, a hot gush coating my chin.

“Shit, I’m coming… don’t stop!” Her voice cracked.

俺は立ち上がり、ズボンからチンポを解放すると、ずきずきと疼いていた。太く血管が浮き出て、先端からはすでに先走りが漏れていた。それを彼女の割れ目に擦りつけ、入り口を焦らした。「おねだりしろ、掃除係の女。このチンポがどれだけ欲しいか言ってみろ」

「お願い、犯して」と彼女は肩越しに振り返り、目をとろんとさせて喘いだ。「今すぐあなたの大きなおちんちんで私のまんこを広げてほしいの。いっぱいにして。」

私は一気に奥まで突き入れ、一突きで全てを埋め尽くしました。彼女の内壁は濡れたビロードのように私を締め付け、熱く脈打っていました。私は机の上で彼女を激しく突き始め、腰が彼女の引き締まった尻に打ち付けられる音が響きました。突くたびに、制服のトップの中で彼女の胸が揺れました。

“Harder… fuck me harder!” she cried, pushing back to meet me. I reached around, rubbing her clit in tight circles while I railed her. The lemon cleaner bottle tipped over, rolling across the floor.

I pulled out suddenly, spinning her to face me and lifting her onto the desk. Papers scattered. She spread her legs wide, uniform skirt bunched at her waist, pussy lips puffy and shiny. I drove back in, this time slower, deeper, watching her face twist in pleasure.

“Look at me while I fuck you,” I growled. She locked eyes, biting her lip as I ground against her clit with every stroke. Her hands clutched my shoulders, nails digging in.

“I’m gonna come again… your cock feels so good inside me.” Her voice trembled. I felt her pussy flutter, then clamp down hard as she shattered, juices squirting a little against my balls.

The sight pushed me over. I pulled out, stroking my slick cock fast. “Open your mouth, Elena.”

She slid off the desk to her knees instantly, tongue out, uniform rumpled and thighs wet. I groaned as the first thick rope of cum landed across her lips and tongue. She took the head between her lips, sucking greedily while I pumped the rest down her throat. She swallowed every drop, then licked me clean with a satisfied hum.

We stayed like that a moment, breathing hard, the empty office smelling of sex and lemon polish. She stood, smoothing her skirt with a wicked little smile.

“Same time tomorrow, photographer? The conference room needs cleaning too.”

私はにんまりと笑い、すでに彼女がその長いテーブルに身をかがめる姿を想像していました。「絶対に行きますよ。」