Touch - The Quickee in the Pantry
Chiharu was pissed when she entered their office building. It’s been a week since the episode in Changmin’s office- and the shower and the bed afterwards- and he hasn’t said a word to her except good morning or good afternoon or good evening. He was always formal with her even when he just happened to come across her and there was no one else around. It pissed her off.
Changmin, on the other hand, was feeling somewhat elated and yet guilty at the same time. Sex with Chiharu was the best he’d ever experienced. He felt a bit guilty that he was feeling so happy and satisfied when she was the boss’ daughter and a virgin. So, for a week, he had to restrain himself from pouncing on her everytime he saw her, and just treated her formally. Today though, Changmin felt sure he can talk with her without the danger of him pouncing on her.
Just then a familiar scent that always sent his cock into overdrive invaded his nostrils. As he looked down toward the source, it registered in his currently lust-fogged mind that she’d already passed him. He turned around and watched her backside, more specifically her swaying ass, and wondered why she didn’t even greet him.
Must have been busy thinking about something else. He thought. So, he filed away the incident in his mind and instead continued on his way to his office.
All throughout the day Chiharu just ignored him, no matter how many times they passed each other. By five in the afternoon Changmin had had enough, his head was starting to ache trying to think of a reason why she would treat him like he didn’t even exist.
He followed her into the pantry of their office, intent on asking her what her problem was.
Chiharu felt him follow her all the way into the pantry. She was very aware of him and the fact that they were alone, but she still ignored him. She took out a coffee cup from the cupboard above her and was about to reach for the percolator when an arm suddenly encircled her waist, making her gasp in surprise.
Changmin pulled her flush against his body. In three swift movements, pushed her pencil-skirt up, shoved his free hand into her panties, and pushed a finger into her dry pussy.
Chiharu bit her lip, whimpering in pain at the sudden invasion.
“Why do you keep ignoring me?” Changmin whispered in her ear.
She ignored the question and instead demanded, “Remove your hand im-“, her sentence turned into a moan as he wiggled the finger in her and rubbed the palm of his hand against her clit.
“That wasn’t an answer. Try again.” He said seductively, licking the spot just behind her ear, then taking her earlobe between his teeth, nibbling it.
She shivered in response. “I was p-p-pissed at y-y-you.” She stuttered out. Her brain had momentarily shut down, making thinking impossible as pleasure overcame her body with every thrust of Changmin’s finger in her now wet channel.
“Really.” He stated, cupping her face (with the hand that was around her waist) and turning it towards his face, just enough for him to devour her mouth.
Chiharu’s hand made it’s way up to Changmin’s neck, pulling him closer as she responded to his kiss. Letting go of her face, he snaked his hand into her blouse, pushing it up and out of his way as he cupped and kneaded her breasts through her lacy bra.
Wanting to really feel her, he unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts for his exploration. He alternately took her nipples between his fingers, pinching it slightly before rubbing it insistently.
Chiharu whimpered at the onslaught of pleasure spreading throughout her body. Her free hand was placed on the countertop for balance as she began thrusting against his finger, her ass rubbing against his cloth covered erection at the same time making him harder and impatient to be in her.
Changmin groaned and added two fingers in her in simultaneously. He thrust his fingers more deeply into her.
“Changmin…Changmin…Changmin…” Chiharu whispered, in between moans, against his lips as she continued rocking against him.
When he crooked of his fingers in her and hit that spot in her that made her go crazy, Chiharu cried and thrust faster against him. He continued thrusting his fingers into her at that angle until she begged him to take her.
Moans and cries of Changmin’s name spilled from her mouth.
“Changmin…Changmin…Changmin…Please… Please… Please…” Chiharu begged. When Changmin just continued what he was doing, Chiharu replaced her hand from the counter, wedging it between their bodies and rubbing hard on Changmin’s cock, occasionally pinching it. That’s when Changmin had to have her.
He removed his hand from between her legs along with her hands from his body. Placing her hands on the counter so she’d be steady, he opened his pants, shoved the crotch of her panties to the side, pushed into her in a few swift movements.
She cried out as his cock filled her completely. He stayed still for a moment, relishing the feel of her clenching and unclenching around his cock. Then, he started thrusting into her hard and fast, occasionally changing the angle in which he was thrusting until he found the corresponding spot in her. Her legs almost gave way. They were shaking so much, she was sure she’d have fallen flat on her face if he wasn’t holding her so tightly against him, an arm around her waist for support. As she turned into an incoherent mess, he snaked a hand to her breasts and caressed them as he continued pumping into her.
As he felt his orgasm building he moved even faster and harder into her, slamming into her with every thrust. When he felt her nearing the edge, he moved his hand from her breasts toward her pussy. With a scrape of his fingernail against her clit she came, screaming her climax. A few thrusts later he came as well.
Changmin was leaning against her, his free hand on the counter as well so that his whole weight didn’t rest on her, as they both tried to calm down.
“Chiharu…” Changmin began to say, but was interrupted by the sound of a very loud voice heading their way.
“Hold you horses, I just need another cup of coffee and then I’ll be back.” Kame said as he headed for the pantry. When he opened the door, he found Changmin staring at the contents of their refrigerator.
“Can’t decide what to eat again?” Kame asked.
“Huh? Uh, yeah.” Changmin replied, chuckling nervously. Meanwhile, Chiharu was hiding behind the refrigerator door, having difficulty tugging her skirt down since it was a pencil style skirt. By the time she’d righted her clothes, Kame had gone back out with his coffee.
Changmin immediately closed the fridge door and reached for her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard, until she sagged against him.
“I still have work to do. We’ll talk later or tomorrow properly about our situation. Just don’t ignore me again.” He whispered against her lips. She gulped and nodded. He gave her one last kiss and let her go, going out of the pantry.
Chiharu watched him go, a smile on her lips as she picked up her coffee cup and filled it with coffee.
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A/N: Okay, so this is the next one in my Touch, honestly didn't plan this one...It's a bit short but I hope you guys enjoy it...Please don't forget to tell me what you think...