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Beth stifled another yawn, covering her mouth with one hand and trying to look casual. The instructor who was currently at the front of the featureless room droned on, basically just reading the subsections of a unit in his training curriculum. She’d been in this room all day, and there were just a few minutes left before they were scheduled to break for the night.

At the front of the room was an old wooden monster of a desk with neat stacks of paper spaced across the front of it’s polished mahogany surface. As they had filed in that morning, middle-management office workers getting their annual refresher on what the company deemed “good leadership”, each of them knew the day was going to suck. The company had converted a storage room in the basement of the old office building to create a training room. Beth worked on the 5th floor, but there were 7 floors total; about 17 other employees were in the class.

She’d been with the company for just over a year now, but this was her first time even being in the basement. It was roomy down here – but dim. The fluorescent lights were old and some took a while to warm up, flickering as the light increased to a steady glow.

There were, at least, backup fire safety lights in every room down here. The air was cool, though, and a little damp against her skin. She’d worn a cardigan, knowing it might be the coldest part of the building, and she was glad to have it. It hadn’t helped her nipples though, as the room’s dungeon-like atmosphere made them harden early in the day, and they still were visible through her shirt. Business casual was the policy, so of course she was in a thin blouse and a grey knee-length (maybe just a wee bit shorter) pencil skirt. Tomorrow she would be sure to wear something warmer.

This particular class was being taught by a team of two instructors – one of them was a large man who seemed like he might actually be trying to put them to sleep. His shoulders and arms were visibly muscular even in the corporate logo polo shirt he wore. He had a neatly trimmed beard and a generally dull demeanor throughout the day’s lessons.

His partner was also well built, but he smiled a lot more. At least, he smiled at Beth. He also had a nice full beard, and wore his curly hair in a short ponytail.

By the time the group took their scheduled lunch break, in the late morning, Beth had realized that whenever she looked at him he was looking back. He taught the portion right after lunch, and somehow she managed to listen the entire time. Then a majority of the participants voted to take a cigarette break and the instructors allowed it; she took the opportunity to use the ladies room. Beth didn’t smoke.

Unfortunately, she realized that her cell phone hadn’t gotten any reception in the training room all day. As soon as she came up the steps to the bathrooms on the first floor, her phone went off like a worker droid. Her mother, her ex boyfriend, several Facebook group notifications all beeped and tweeted at her. She quickly took care of her bathroom needs and then settled onto a bench to check her phone for a while. Of course, that turned into 20 minutes and she missed some of the slides as the class had already resumed by the time she got back.

Now she sat in the back of the classroom, arms crossed and eyes held open only by sheer force of will, waiting for class to end. She’d go up and ask her favorite instructor if she could see the slides she missed, just to fill in the space in her notes. Beth took notes constantly – writing things down helped her to remember them better. There was a required final exam tomorrow afternoon for this 2-day training, and she was planning on getting a score of 100%.

Finally, at two minutes past, she heard the loud creaks and groans of chairs eryaman bayan escort being pushed back and bags being gathered. The louder participants called out to one another across the room about what they were doing for dinner. Beth quietly approached the front of the room where the boring man was carefully piling the individual stacks into one collated stack at the corner of the desk. He said something to his partner instructor, and then walked past Beth toward the door. He nodded at her and smiled awkwardly just before leaving the room.

“Um… I was wondering if I could review a slide I missed before you shut it down?” Beth stood at the end of the desk where the trainer sat, pulling her sweater closed and trying not to shift her weight nervously. It really was ridiculous how cold they had it down here. Her instructor seemed completely at ease with the temperature, though.

He smiled again, and began clicking backward through the slide deck until she told him to stop. Quickly, she moved around to the front of the desk to see the screen better. She placed her notebook on the desktop and had to bend over halfway just to write in it. Her cheeks flushed as she realized how this must look, but she was already writing and she figured it was best to get it done. The instructor sat completely still as she wrote and said nothing, but when she finished scribbling he cleared his throat.

She raised her eyes to find him not making eye contact this time; he was staring straight at her tits. Slowly and deliberately, he raised his eyes and his smile took on an edge it hadn’t had before. The room felt very large and empty all of a sudden, and Beth stood up in a graceful motion – all things considered. She smiled brightly, and looked over the bullet points she had written down.

“So for Unit 3, subsections D, E, and F, was there any additional information I missed in the discussion?” she fought to control her grin at his distraction. He was still admiring her body and she was doing her best not to respond in kind. It wasn’t easy, but she was not going to risk her job for a passing flirtation.

Still… he was kinda hot.

“…I believe I have an updated version of the table in subsection E with the current year’s regulatory changes…” he stood and began to pack up his laptop and it’s cords. “It’s back in my hotel room. I could probably just bring it for you tomorrow.”

As he spoke the last line, he closed the flap on his messenger-style laptop bag, and in the next moment the whole room went black. Beth gasped, frozen in place, as the complete and total darkness of a windowless cement room closed in around them. The darkness was accompanied by the clearly recognizable sound of the power going out and the hum of the A/C unit slowly tapering off into silence. A moment later, an intense cone of red light flicked on from its position over the only entrance to the room. It was at the other end of the classroom, of course, and in the dimly lit room everything was awash with the hot red light. Beth could clearly see that the instructor had stepped out from behind his desk and was closer than before. His handsome features and already copper-colored beard were now bathed in the bloody glow.

“Are you okay?” he asked, reaching out to touch her arm.

His hand was warm, and she honestly felt a little shaky for a brief second. Swallowing, she nodded and tucked her notebook back into her own bag with a nervous laugh. Everything was dark and red, and it was extremely unsettling.

His fingers tightened on her elbow, and the bag slipped off of her shoulder to the floor. She turned as if to say something in response, but saw he looked more amused than concerned. Her face got hot with anger, but an instant later her eyes drifted down to the escort etimesgut bulge in his khaki pants and she knew he was as hard as a rock. He seemed to be waiting for her reaction, holding her arm firmly but not painfully and not moving a muscle.

She did the first thing that came to mind.

Beth launched herself at him, kissing him deeply and wrapping her free hand around the back of his head to feel the shaved lower half of his head. His body was warm as he kissed her back, and wrapped his arms around her. Her mind was racing, this was a TERRIBLE IDEA, and yet she couldn’t stop herself. All day she’d been feeling her own pent up sexual attraction, watching him watch her. Her nerves were already shot when the power went out. It was an old building – she knew there was no danger really – except that someone could walk in.

As they made out, she thought about the situation; at the end of this long and boring day, this instructor had been sending all the right signals. She was going for it and hoping for the best. This was a good job. The best job she’d ever had and hopefully this wouldn’t be the end of it. The power would probably pop back on in a minute and leave them both embarrassed and horny.

As their kiss deepened, tongues probing one another, he pulled her closer until she could feel the press of his erection through their layers of clothing. He pulled her hips into him, grinding his cock against her until she made a muffled little cry. He responded by lifting her up to set her ass on the edge of the mahogany desk. The neat little stack of papers slid off toward the wall with a soft sound, and a few of the copies floated to the floor like wounded blood-red birds.

Beth sucked in a breath as she felt herself settle onto the wooden desktop. She struggled to keep her feet on the floor, but he was pressing himself against her and her legs wanted to open. Her tight skirt was the only thing preventing her knees from being forced apart.

His hands moved down her body, and he slowly worked the hem of her skirt up, hiking it around her hips as he lifted her up and back a little further in one swift motion.

Beth opened her legs as he pushed her back up onto the desk, and reached for his belt buckle to help him undo it. He leaned back and moved his hands up her to her shoulders while she worked the leather strap clear of the metal piece.

“You were a very poor student today, Elizabeth,” his grin had returned. His fingers strayed up her neckline and into her hair. She finally freed his big hard cock and began to stroke it gently, looking up at him playfully. His hands were so warm, and despite the creepy red glow and the dank room they were in, she could feel the wetness spreading into the cloth of her panties. His fingers tightened just briefly in her long dark-brown hair, testing for her response. Her eyes flashed at him in the crimson light; this was definitely allowed. He released her hair and began to move his hands down her back.

“I took really good notes, though…” she licked her lips and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly gripped her ass cheeks with both hands and pulled her toward the edge of the desk. She lost her grip on his cock, instinctively reaching for his body to steady herself. Through her panties, she felt his hardness as he pushed against the cloth to grind on her pussy lips. She gasped, and just as suddenly he pulled himself back just enough to reach down with his hand and pull the thin cloth to one side. His fingers started out gentle as he slid them into the soft wetness between her legs.

“You have a sloppy little cunt here. It’s almost too wet to play with…” he circled her clit with his fingertip and sent shudders down her arms and legs. “…almost.”

Beth elvankent escort was holding onto his shirt, on either side of his body, while he fingered her on the desk – leaning her head back and enjoying the inappropriateness of it all. Her skin felt flush with embarrassment and excitement in equal measure. As he worked his fingers around and finally pushed them all the way inside her, she leaned back on the desk with both hands and opened her legs for her instructor. Lifting up one of her legs to hook over his elbow, he placed that hand on the desk while the other one was gliding two fingers into her aching pussy. He watched her face intently as she gasped for air, shocked at the sudden pressure of his fingers thrusting into her.

“Oh my GOD,” Beth panted, struggling to keep her voice down even though she knew it was after hours and everyone had probably assumed the building was empty. She was getting close already, and worrying about how loud she might scream.

Her breathing was deeper and faster than before, and her instructor seemed to respond within an instant. He slowed his hand and pulled out his wet fingers, grabbing her around her thighs and pulling her ass closer to the edge of the desk. As he did this, he stood between her legs and reached for the buttons on her fitted blouse. In their current position, her tits were nearly popping out of it anyway, but he deftly undid the top half or more and opened her shirt to reveal a silver satin the freakish red floodlight gave everything a menacing shadow. He was pulling her panties off roughly and leaning his head down. Suddenly she felt the heat of his mouth. Her pussy was practically quivering when his tongue began to work against her. He wagged his head, and she nearly rolled off the desk but for his firm grip on her hips.

Beth covered her mouth with both hands, trying not to scream. It had obviously been way too long since she felt this good, and she could barely control herself.

He sucked at her clit, emitting a low growl in his throat that effectively vibrated against every nerve ending and sent her into an orgasm so powerful she cried out despite her efforts not to. Biting her hand, Beth just ended up whimpering until he finished licking at the gushing fluid her orgasm had produced.

After she had calmed and become still, he casually wiped his beard with one hand and straightened to his full height. She sighed contentedly and sat up, propping herself up against the desktop with her hands. Her smile faded as she noticed he was bending to pick up his bag. He had already closed his pants and re-buckled his belt, but there was still a bulge showing her that he was turned on. Confusion washed across her face, and he barely concealed a wicked grin before speaking.

“I trust you’ll pay better attention in class tomorrow?”

He didn’t await a response, despite asking the question with an arched brow – but promptly nodded at her and turned on his heel to leave. Beth watched him, completely in shock and still honestly recovering. He had made her cum, just to leave her there on the desk with her clothes half-ruined? By the time she could work a sound out of her throat, he had gone and the door to the room swung softly shut on it’s hydraulic arm. She felt a mix of anger and amusement at his fucking audacity, her cheeks now hot and redder than the emergency lights.

As she stepped down off the desk to rearrange herself, Beth shuddered through a small aftershock from her orgasm. Her bra was half-off, her shirt wide open and her skirt was up around her waist. Her panties were laying on the desk next to a hotel keycard with a prominent logo. Room 428. She stared at the card for a moment, closing the final button on her blouse. Beth had never cum so hard in all her life. She straightened her clothes one last time and hefted her bag back onto her shoulder in the darkened room.

Picking up the key, she stuffed her slightly torn panties into the pocket of her bag and left the room with her mind working toward a decision. [TO BE CONTINUED]

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