Mack Zack
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Office Christmas Party - Ch. 4 (Final) (Dec. 2024)
🕑 Added 2025-01-15 07:11:01 +0000 UTC(Like the last original story, I consider this a demo run. I have in mind a set of stories taking place in the same workplace over the course of several years following different characters coming and going until the place shuts down. So I know a lot of this feels rushed. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it, and as a forewarning this chapter has lots of sex in it.)
The party had taken such a wild course of events. Zach was really glad that Mitch had been true about this. He nearly forgot that he was at work at all. Spending time with Jeanine was absolutely enthralling.
The two of them giggled like silly teenagers hiding behind a support column across from the conference room door. After a couple minutes, their laughter died down.
“I think…” Zach began, “we should probably leave before they hear us.”
Jeanine agreed but they still stood there listening. The huffing had turned to moans, loud pleasurable moans that told them the intimacy was becoming more animalistic.
“Yeah…I guess…” Jeanine finally said, sounding lost in thought. In fact, Zach may have thought she sounded like she was daydreaming.
They were still transfixed listening.
“I really wonder who they are,” she whispered. She then pointed to the office closest to the conference room, an office that belonged to nobody so anybody could enter. Without prompting Zach, she crept in there. Zach couldn’t believe what she was doing – the sheer depravity of it enticed him. He crept into the office and put his ear up against the wall next to her.
They both exchanged giggles and shocked looks hearing the unknown couple go at it. It presumably sounded like a man and a woman, and they were both heightening their panting and moaning as time went on, very aggressive and very desperate.
“I don’t think we should be doing this…” Jeanine said, thought she was smiling.
“But…” Zach said, cautiously choosing his words, “it also feels…exciting, doesn’t it?”
Jeanine gave him a certain look. Not like she was about to cry but that look one gives when you finally find what you were looking for in a store after searching for so long. It was like gazing into her inner soul and recognizing something…recognizing the fact that they were both perverted as fuck and that they could share that, feel safe in it.
Zach’s hand inched across the wall towards her. But he stopped short. However, Jeanine’s hand slowly inched across the gap between them, and her fingers touched his. Her hand was warm and smooth. Her fingers dwarfed in comparison to his, very gentle and demure against his stronger, bigger fingers. This unlocked a feeling of dominance over her in a nurturing way, like he wanted to cup her in his hands and make sure she felt good.
She started making a face, her mouth slowly hanging open…and he looked down and realized that she was touching herself underneath her skirt.
They both jumped when the couple behind the wall orgasmed. Jeanine stopped touching herself, and they both held their breath.
“FUCK! YES!” cried the man.
“OH GOD, OH GOD, OH GOOOOOOD!” cried the woman.
Zach and Jeanine held hands tighter as they imagined how good their orgasm felt.
The couple continued to moan, softer and softer until they sighed. Their relief must have felt beautiful. Meanwhile, Zach was experiencing the most intense sexual tension he ever felt holding Jeanine’s hand, staring right into her eyes. They breathed heavily. She was so wet that he could hear her fingers making a slapping noise as she continued to touch herself.
To their surprise, the conference door opened. They both hid behind the desk. At the same time, they peered over to see who it was.
“Oh damn…” Zach whispered.
Mitch and that girl from the immunochemistry department were leaving. He had his arm around her shoulder.
“Who are they?” Jeanine asked. “I don’t think I know them.”
“Nah just…this guy in my department who’s totally cheating on his fiancée.”
“Wow. That’s…messed up.”
“Yeah.”
Once Mitch and the girl left, they both stood up and looked at each other. It was as if they had snapped out of it, suddenly lucid of their reality and aware of what had just happened. Zach was reminded of Adam and Eve because of how they suddenly averted their gaze and how he felt his cheeks go warm in embarrassment.
“Uh…” he said.
Jeanine bit her lip as she stared down at his crotch. He looked down and realized that his boner was dead-on visible – a giant fucking bulge right there.
“Ummmmm.”
Jeanine grabbed his hand and drew him into the conference room. Unlike the others, she made sure it was locked behind them. Once she turned around, everything went by really fast. Their mouths collided and their kissing was messy and violent at first before they slowed down to feel each other’s taste.
Jeanine withdrew to say, “Your kissing is a little weird.”
“I’m a little rusty.”
“Then let me show you.”
She wrapped her arms around his head and pushed him on the conference table on his back. They used the conference table like a bed. Jeanine was probably too high to care, but Zach had trouble getting comfortable. He pushed his discomfort aside as Jeanine straddled him and he ran his hands around her thighs, using her hips like handles to draw her in. She squealed and bit her lip, enjoying the feeling.
“Fuck…” he breathed.
She practically tore open the buttons of her blouse and bent down to smother his face with her breasts. She did this so fluidly that Zach saw her as some sort of predator, a succubus. He nearly passed out in pleasure at the feeling of those two large breasts smushing up against his face.
She then went ahead pulling off his shirt and nearly ripping off his pants. When she pulled aside his boxers, she let out a sudden, “DAMN.”
Concerned, he sat up. “What?”
“That is a fucking cock.”
Zach blushed. “O-oh. Thanks.”
Jeanine stopped for a moment to stare at him. She looked incredulous, and slowly said, “Wait a minute…are you…a virgin?”
Zach cleared his throat. Technically he was. He only ever had one fling in college that resulted in a half-finished blowjob before the girl passed out from being too drunk. Then once he graduated, well, his life wasn’t very social at all. He was afraid to say anything in fear that it would turn her off. But instead, she smiled deviously and said, “You ARE a virgin, aren’t you?”
“Yeaaaaah. Kind of.”
“Kind of?”
“Only a blowjob. She didn’t finish though.”
Jeanine was appalled. “And why the hell not?”
“IIIIt’s a long story, you see—”
“Fuck it. No time. I am in HEAT right now.”
“W-wait,” he said.
“What now?” she half-barked.
“I just wanted to say….” Zach hesitated to think of the right words. He wanted to go all out. No hiding anything. Either go big or go home. “Remember when I said your burp was impressive? I’m into that. I love hearing your burp and you don’t have to hide it. Farting too. If you do any of it while we have sex I will literally explode.”
Jeanine stared at him for a second. Then, ever so nonchalantly, shrugged and said, “Okay!”
Okay? Wow. That was easy.
Jeanine was hellbent on being his first. There was such a devious glint in her eyes that he almost felt afraid that she was going to break him. She rode his cock and the second his dick went all the way inside, the two of them gasped out loud.
So…this is what it’s like. It’s so…damn intimate…like experiencing oneness with someone.
Jeanine froze with her mouth hung agape in a gasp. She had started humping fast but then slowed down. She leaned over him and breathed, “I’ve gotta get used to you. Ffffuck that feels good.”
Her face was directly above his. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He actually bagged the hottest fucking woman he had ever known.
Jeanine developed a smirk. She said, “You like to hear me burp, eh?”
“Y-yeah.”
“I got one coming up…”
They gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, and she smiled before letting out a long BRRRRUUUUURRRAAAAAP directly in his face. It stank of weed and onions. It almost made him cum, but he moaned as he held back. She gasped.
“Oh, WOW. I felt you grow an extra couple…extra couple…” She was so lost in pleasure that she couldn’t finish her sentence. “Fuck!”
Zach was so close to cumming that he actually thought he let loose for a second. He might have actually precame. He couldn’t tell. He just held back with all his might while also still standing strong.
“This is bad…” Jeanine said, lust in her voice. “This is so bad.”
Zach, also gripped with lust, uttered, “What we’re doing…is so wrong…”
“Fucking HR…” Jeanine said, bouncing on his cock faster, “is going to report us.”
“Yeah. Fuck!”
Jeanine rode him with bated breath, and Zach noticed a shift after a few minutes in her expression. She gazed at him unblinking with an open mouth, her eyes wide and her pupils a little dilated. She moaned rhythmically with each thrust, until she finally said, “Shit, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum!”
She broke into a full scream. Zach, concerned someone would hear, drew her mouth to his and kissed her. Her cries muffled in his mouth. She convulsed and kept riding him all the way until she scratched that itch fully. She withdrew her mouth, some spit drooling. She was completely disheveled, and her eyes looked glazed, ready to pass out. She looked as though she had experienced the greatest pleasure of her life.
“Oh…god…damn…” she huffed. She ran a hand through her hair, biting her lip. “You got me…so fast…I can’t believe it.”
Zach wasn’t sure how to take the praise. He had heard years of people saying that women faked it. Was she faking it? He had no real frame of reference otherwise. She was breathless for quite a while. He twitched involuntarily and she jumped and whispered, “No, wait, don’t move. It’s super sensitive down there. Give me a moment…”
Jeanine slooooowly slid herself off him. She then collapsed next to him and chuckled, expressing more praise and holding him tight. Zach wanted to fully share that pleasure, that release, with her, but he hadn’t cummed yet.
She looked at his dick and giggled in disbelief. “You’re still up. Damn, man. That’s incredible. Are you sure you’re a virgin?” She wanted to reach out but stopped short, asking if it was okay. Zach nodded. She then clasped her hand around his cock and he closed his eyes, breathing heavy at the touch of her gentle fingers.
Jeanine slowed down the handjob. She pouted and said, “Too bad we don’t have a condom…”
Zach mumbled a bit before admitting, “Errrr. Well. There’s…one in my backpack. Front pocket.”
Jeanine gasped. “Really?”
“Yeah. You know where my desk is? It’s near the stairwell. On the other side of the wall.”
Jeanine was already on her feet, hastily buttoning herself up again. It turned him on – seeing how excited she was to continue fucking. She looked so demure and slutty at the same time rushing to put her shoes on while adjusting her skirt and hair. She huffed as she made a rush for it. In seconds, she was back with a hungry expression, shutting the door and locking it again.
As she was putting the condom on him, she lifted up her skirt and sat on him, butt facing him. Her naked ass cheeks were as glorious as he had imagined. Sneha hadn’t crossed his mind at all despite being bigger than Jeanine. Jeanine’s cheeks were so damn…shapely.
Jeanine suddenly tried to get off but she let slip a fart. It was a loud but short burst, and she cried out, “Oh shit! Sorry! Couldn’t hold that one in.”
“No, it’s alright. Remember what I said about farting?”
“Yeah but…it’s okay that close? I didn’t want to assume.”
“It’s all good. Don’t worry about anything.”
“You’re fucking weird.” She looked at him over her shoulder with a wide smile. “I like that.”
Goddamn, this bitch is crazy…
Never in a million years would he have guessed being with her would be THIS good.
She continued to pressed down on him with her ass. She actually cracked a joint or two in his chest, which felt good anyway. She inched her ass closer to his face, and then said, “Ope, here comes another one…”
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!
The fart had such power behind it, like the kind of explosion a frat boy would let out after a whole night of drinking. The manliness of her fart drove him mad. Zach’s cock was literally seconds away from cumming in her hand, absolutely throbbing with desire. She could tell and let go if it, snickering.
“Ah fuck,” he said, “please let me in. Let me in right now.”
Jeanine didn’t hesitate. She slid herself on top of him again and immediately withdrew into blind lust riding it.
“Ohhhh shit, I think I can go a second time. I can go a second time. Yes, yes, YES!”
Zach really wanted to impress her. He wanted her. He wanted her so bad. He held everything back while thrusting as hard as he could, but he periodically had to slow down or else he would cum.
Zach then had an idea and pulled her down, wrapping his arms around her. Before she could say anything, he then thrusted into her as fast as he could, literally jackhammering her since he was holding her tight. Jeanine’s face transformed into a permanent “o-face” as she began to climax. It was the right timing, because her loose state allowed her to fart again. Three loud PRAPs one after another, and that pushed Zach to unload inside of her. He kissed her again and they screamed into each other’s mouth.
THIS IS…UN…BELIEVEABLE!
He lost himself in her. No lonely masturbation session would ever top this feeling. He finally understood. It was like he gazed into the heart of intimacy and fell into pure bliss. He had actually gotten something he waned in life. No thoughts about work or money or professions came to mind. It was just an explosion of want and pleasure – all centered around Jeanine. This sensation of openness and nakedness. No more hiding anything.
She slid out of him as he turned around on his side, wanting to cuddle with her. The two of them gazed into each other’s eyes, eyelids half-closed. They cursed in relief several times. He felt high. Or drunk. Or sleepy? He couldn’t find any other way to describe it really. Dazed, he supposed. But dazed in a good way. He inexplicably smiled and giggled, as did she.
Jeanine said, between breaths, “I think…we had more fun…than they did…right?”
Zach nodded. “A lot more fun.”
He tried to fight back his eyelids from closing, but he couldn’t help it.
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When Zach became aware again, he noticed that sunlight was peeking through the high windows. He didn’t think much of it, because he was still feeling woozy and wanted to doze off. Jeanine was still lying next to him passed out. He couldn’t believe they had slept without lying on any mattress or using any pillow.
“OH SHIT,” he suddenly shouted, fully aware of the time.
Jeanine snorted awake and bolted upright. She muttered nonsense before crying, “Oh fuck, what time is it?”
“Is it—it’s Saturday, right?”
“Oh shiiiit.”
They hastily got dressed. While doing so, Zach muttered, “Is this bad? How bad is this? Are we going to get in trouble?”
Jeanine didn’t answer him, which made him really nervous. When they finished getting dressed, Jeanine poked her head outside the hallway first. There was nobody there, so she motioned him to get a move on.
They each grabbed their belongings from their desks, and then ended up in the same hallway leading downstairs. Zach had the same thought as she did.
“The security guard…” Zach said. “Do we…need to explain anything?”
Jeanine bit her lip, then sighed heavily. “Let’s…just…act natural and walk out as if nothing ever happened.”
“O-okay.”
They walked side-by-side in silence, her shoes clacking down the hall as they approached the security desk near the employee entrance. Zach was unfamiliar with the Saturday shift guard. He appeared to be an older man in his sixties. He was glumly watching TV. When he took notice of them, a wry grin appeared on his face…but he said nothing as they badged themselves out and walked out into the glaring sun.
There were few cars in the parking lot. The two that struck out the most were theirs across a row of empty spaces.
As they approached that row, they slowed their walk.
Zach dangled his keys and cleared his throat.
Jeanine whipped her scarf around her neck and adjusted some buttons on her coat.
“So…” Zach said.
“Yeah.” Jeanine pulled a strand of hair behind her ear. She circling the ground with her foot. “Guess I’ll…see you Monday?”
“I’ll be off.”
“Oh,” Jeanine said in a defeated tone.
Zach smiled. “But I ain’t going anywhere. I’m just used to skipping office Christmas parties. That’s why I saved my PTO for the last couple weeks.”
“Well, I’m glad you came to this one.” Jeanine then nodded. “Guess I’ll see you in the New Year then…Bye!” She was stepping back heading for her car, but still waited for his goodbye.
Zach checked his phone. It was close to noon. He looked up at her and said, “Do you wanna…go get some brunch?”
Without skipping a beat, Jeanine blurted, “Yes!”
Comments
eric ortiz
This was awesome!
