Delivering What I Owed My Love

I was sitting in my cube working with a co-worker when I noticed my phone flashing, and opened her text: I want my orgasm, now. I interrupted the work I was doing mid-sentence, as I knew I'd promised her to immediately start when the offer was called in, and took over the large stall of the nearest bathroom.

Something moved me to make it even more sexy than it would be for her, and as I locked the stall door I took my shoes off and disrobed completely (save my socks-I'm NOT going barefoot in a public bathroom!) sitting naked on the toilet. I was already hard, leaking pre-cum and I immediately started whispering her name as I stroked. The pre-cum quickly dried, and I lubricated myself with my saliva and it just felt devine...I was soooo turned on, so aroused for her, so inappropriately aroused for her, just like she had been for me.

I had started stroking all the way to the base of my penis, but as I got closer I concentrated on just the head, it tight in my palm as I spread my legs wider and started to twitch. I normally love to edge for hours, but I couldn't control myself and just rushed to my orgasm whispering 'I love you Paris' over and over as I finally went over the edge and exploded all over my left hand in an amazing release.

I took a photo of my naked legs, rock-hard penis, and coated hand to send her as proof of my paying off the debt and then cleaned my hand knowing how much she loves it when I taste myself, and told her exactly what I did in the message attached to the photo. It's games like this that just bring out an even higher level of arousal between us, which doesn't seem possible given just how amazing our relationship is.