CHAPTER 2 ALEX
I hustle out of the locker room as fast as I can, trying to hold back my laugh as well as the tent growing in my pants. I’ve seen a lot at this hospital, but that… that’s definitely going down in my book as one of the best.
I glance down, realizing my dick is living in his own little world and can’t be reasoned with. I’ve got to find somewhere to relieve this . I feel a tiny twinge of guilt at the thought. Beating off to a real-life person that I just walked in on in a vulnerable situation seems a little creepy. Ok, a lot creepy. I glance down again, my boner not giving one single fuck about the creep factor. Fuck it. Just this once .
I make my way down the hallway as quickly as I can without running, making a beeline toward my supply closet and using my cart as a shield to protect my ever-growing boner from prying eyes. I can’t stop replaying what just happened in my mind.
I had come around the corner in the lounge, planning to do a quick mop of the dressing room, and came face to face with the hottest girl I had ever seen. Well, more accurately, with her ass and pussy on full display as she bent over. I retrace every inch of her in my mind’s eye, from that delightful little slit to her perky tits when she turned to face me. It took every ounce of willpower to not let my gaze wander, but I don’t need a doctor telling people I’m some kind of peeping perv. I need this job more than I need a good ogle. Her face matched her body, despite her shocked, humiliated expression. She was hot.
I make it to the closet and practically crash inside, slamming the door and locking it behind me. In no time at all I’ve got my throbbing cock free from my pants and I’m working my hand up and down the shaft. I close my eyes and lean against the supply rack, letting my imagination replay her body over and over again on an endless loop.
I think about how badly I wanted to taste her, to touch her. She was right there in front of me, on display, a forbidden piece of fruit that I dare not pluck. But oh, imagining I could… imagining what she’d sound like if I had the chance to fuck her all over that locker room… imagining the mess we’d make…
I let out a stifled moan as my orgasm washes over me, not even caring that I’m splattering cum all over the wall. I can clean that up. I’ve cleaned far worse. My chest heaves as I come down from the clouds, one thought echoing in my mind as I give my dick a few last tugs, coaxing out every last drop. I need to find out her name.