Fire escape routes

In the heart of the city, amid the hustle and bustle, there is a humble fire escape that becomes the setting for an unforgettable story of passion and desire. This piece delves into a sensual and erotic experience where two souls found an unexpected refuge in the most unexpected place. Fire escape is not just a story of physical intimacy, but also a story that explores the depth of human connection and the powerful seduction of forbidden encounters. Join us as we uncover the thrilling moments that transformed this metal staircase into a paradise of passion and passion.

It seems to be another boring day in the office

The multinational company office where Tara worked was a typical bland, featureless office like any other. Over the years, she had grown accustomed to the vague hum of printers, copiers, coffee machines, ringing phones, muffled conversations, and other similar sounds. She had become so familiar with these sounds that they became white noise, almost therapeutic, especially when she allowed herself to focus amidst the noise.

Unfortunately, time is not one of Sara’s few luxuries, as everything becomes urgent and every activity has a deadline. Like any other average working woman, Tara’s life has become the office and the office has become her life. She has a fairly predictable and simple routine: wake up on Monday, get dressed, eat, commute, work, go home, wash up, and repeat the process over and over again. It has become so predictable that she might just copy and paste Monday’s stuff throughout the week until Sunday, when she can use some “me time” to prepare for the new week.

She knew she was losing energy.

Somehow, Tara had lost her vitality, and she knew it. She always had the feeling that she had lost something important, even if she couldn’t put her finger on what it was. She would always pat her imaginary pockets every time she left the room. It was a physical habit she had subconsciously developed over the past few years, always having the feeling that she had forgotten something. She dealt with this feeling every moment of her life. However, she didn’t lose her keys, because there was something more important than keys.

Tara likes to wear sexy clothes at work

Tara clearly had her share of minor rebellions, as she would sneak out every now and then for a smoke and enjoy the wickedness of it. She also made a habit of occasionally wearing something sexy underneath her charcoal grey pantsuit, even if she was the only one who could touch or feel it. While it seemed insignificant, it made her stand taller, walk bolder, and smile a little more than usual. She had to protect this side of herself and would often stomp on embers to rebel.

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It feels like she hasn’t been on a date in a long time.

However, the secret and the feeling are no longer enough, as she seems to have not been on a date for so long. She has actually stopped counting the months that have passed since her last date, let alone a relationship. Tara still has no idea how she went from someone who loves adventure and spontaneous adventures to a bored career-oriented woman who traded all the fun in the world for a T-shirt bra and a competitive salary. Unsurprisingly, her desire is to recapture her old self, and she knows that it will only be a fantasy unless she takes a risk and makes it happen.

Something seems to be happening today, she feels special and is determined to change the status quo at all costs. She is going to open a valve and release the toxic pressure that has been hanging over her for years.

A new employee named Mark caught her attention.

In comes Mark, a new employee that Tara interviews with several other senior staff members of the company. Tara feels very uncomfortable during the interview and even feels embarrassed when she realizes that she has been flirting with the interviewer.

She remembered that when Mark mentioned that he was flexible in any position, she accidentally said “Oh, really…” and blushed. Mark was 28 years old, five years younger than her. However, Mark was smart, clean, arrogant and smart, and since she interviewed him, there was something invisible between them, an awkwardness covered by attraction.

Normally, Tara might have ignored it, even joked about it, and let it go without accidentally kissing her at the office party. However, Tara sees this as an unexpected opportunity to break out of her mature shackles, and Mark seems to be the perfect source.

She knew she wanted him

As Mark sorted through papers at his desk, Tara glanced at him from her desk before she began typing a message on instant messenger.

Tara says: Mark. There’s an emergency at the office.

Tara watched Mark read the message, his brow furrowed in confusion. Mark looked across the office and their eyes met. He noticed a mischievous smile on her face.

Mark replies: Hi Tara. What is the nature of the emergency?

Tara says: There will be an unannounced fire drill soon.

Mark said: …is there?

Sarah said: Yes. Everyone will leave as soon as possible.

Mark said: Does this mean offices will be empty?

Sarah said, “Don’t you think we should both stay and make sure everyone gets out safely? I just promoted you to assistant firefighter. Are you up to the task?”

Mark said: There’s only one way to find out.

Sarah stood up slowly, a sly smile on her face, and strolled nonchalantly to the wall. She made sure no one was paying attention, then grabbed the fire alarm lever and pulled the alarm. The office suddenly became noisy, the shrill sound of the alarm began to pierce the ears, and people began to quickly leave their desks.

“Everyone get out immediately,” Tara ordered in an urgent voice.

It’s time to enjoy some privacy

She stood by the fire escape door, opened it, and pushed her colleagues out one by one, like paratroopers out of a plane. Mark was going to leave last, but before he could leave, Tara slammed the door, leaving the two of them in the noisy and empty office. Now she was Casual Sex Finder Under control.

She leaned her back against the door, grabbed his tie and pulled him to her, and without a word they kissed passionately and eagerly. Mark grabbed the back of Tara’s head with a strong hand, grasped her long hair, and pressed his weight against her.

The sprinkler system keeps everything elevated

Things got better when the sprinkler system began to spray them both as they kissed, as if the heat between them would set them on fire. The cool water from the system sprayed over them, drowning out the scent of his aftershave, and then his white shirt clung to his tall, slender frame. Tara explored his body with one hand, unbuttoning his pants with the other and sliding her hand inside.

Mark stepped back and grabbed her by the hair, pressing her against the fire door, watching her pleasure herself as she waited for him to walk in. Mark listened to Tara’s rapid breathing and growing pleasure as the sprinklers drenched them both.

“We only have a few minutes before the fire department gets here,” she whispered, almost to herself. Their eyes met. “You need to fuck me, and you need to do it now.”

No more clothes needed

Tara stripped off her dress pants and kicked them off. She was in her high heels, dark lace stockings wrapped around her long white legs, in a silk suspender and lace thong, her hands inside, and still in her shirt and jacket. She quickly unbuckled Mark’s belt and zipper and found him already hard, thick, and ready to go. She immediately pulled his cock out, stroking it as she stroked herself, pulling him to her and lifting her legs to his waist. In response, Mark held Tara’s legs, feeling her wetness as she guided him inside her.

Tara gasped as he began to push in slowly, in small increments. She definitely wanted all of Mark’s body right away, and she didn’t want to wait any longer. She rubbed up and down him, filling herself up, one hand grasping the back of his neck for support, the other pleasuring herself as she enjoyed his tight grip on her hair.

A wave of joy swept over Dora

Mark lifted her legs a little higher and pumped in and out of her, long, satisfying thrusts. Tara felt his power as he lifted her off the ground and pressed her against the door, as if to fuck her through it. Her body was swept up in the familiar pleasure, and she began to meet his thrusts with her own, getting closer and closer. As Mark entered her, he also got closer to his orgasm.

They held each other tightly, Tara’s nails digging into Mark’s neck, Mark’s fists grasping Tara’s hair and pulling her head to the side. Both of them looked up at the ceiling, eyes closed, mouths open, wet and moaning loudly.

Finally, the wave of it washed over Tara, causing her muscles to spasm and her entire body to convulse, spewing obscene words through gritted teeth. The spasms gripped and massaged Mark inside of her, causing him to lose control and climax inside her orgasm-ravaged body with a visceral roar.

They collapsed in exhaustion, smiling in the pouring water, their consciousness gradually returning as the alarm sounded again.

They pressed their foreheads together and kissed, and the arrival of the fire department signaled that it was time to go. For Tara, there was always a deadline.