“Not before you fuck me,” she said. She instantly stood up from the seat, pulling me with her. We darted out of the theater, and into the closest ...athroom. To this day, I don’t know why she chose the men’s bathroom - but we went in together. There was no one else in the bathroom; went into the largest stall. She instantly dropped her shorts, exposing that bare perfect ass and bent over with her hands against the wall. “Fuck me!” she demanded, taking no precaution to those that may hear.I drew. She pushed all thoughts of work out of her mind. She was off the clock now.They got the elevator to the sixth floor, glancing at each other before looking away bashfully. She felt like a lioness looking at her intended prey."He has no idea what he is in for." She laughed to herself, she was horny as usual but this time it was different, she had landed one of the guys she thought had gotten away, but here he was looking at her like a k** on Christmas morning. He slid his key card into the door. ”I thought about it for a moment and nodded my head, ”Good girl,” she told me getting to her feet, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek while giving the guy at the bar a view of her rear.She was in a thigh high skirt that was the same dark shade of blue as her blazer, after kissing me on the cheek she held the back of my head and pulled my face into her neck. It was her own weird variation of a hug.She leaned forward more and rested her head on my shoulder, it was then. Screwing up my courage I boldly asked if I could touch it; he agreed. I groped around in the darkness and found that he had undone his jeans and slipped down his shorts a little – his cock was indeed hard! It was indeed hard, rock hard, uncut and, until then (other than our Arabian stallion) the biggest one I’d had my hands on! Not a monster but damn was he well hung! As I felt around and did some gentle squeezing he moaned quietly and his cock jerked in my hand.Going a further I started to.