Now

Even with the missed step, Ivy had not needed any more persuading as she had pulled Chastity by the hand and rushed for the bathroom.

Because Chastity was already in the throes of lust, she hadn't thought of doing ordinary things like placing a cleaning sign right outside the bathroom or locking the door from the inside. Ivy, clearly the more level headed of both of them, had done these things.

"So eager," Chastity said as though she hadn't been the one dripping with anticipation.

Ivy didn't waste any more time as she dropped to devour her lips. Their kissing was never not going to be spectacular. They had the chemistry for it. Chastity was sure that, done long enough, she could end up coming just from it but that was not Ivy's style as she'd come to learn. Ivy liked the lusty torture. She loved looking at her come as much as she adored making her come. Maybe one day she could convince her to try their hand at making out until they came. In the now, she wanted to loose her mind and sight once more.

Ivy pulled away from the kiss, her eyes shadowed with as much desire as the one flowing in Chastity's veins. "This is going to be quick, okay?" Chastity nodded. "Given then, I'd like cooperation, yeah?"

Chastity had never considered herself something sort of a submissive person in the bedroom. Usually, she was the one doing the instructing. The one having to instruct others on what to do with her and then leaving right after. She'd convinced herself she was emotionless when it came to those things - the sexual things - because she felt absolutely nothing. Looking at Ivy's darkened eyes, feeling herself dampening to the point of almost gushing, she wondered if she had always been waiting for her without being the wiser for years. Oh how she was going to make up for all that lost time.

She nodded. Ivy smiled a devious smile. "Perfect," she whispered and Chastity let a shiver ravage through her.

Ivy resumed kissing her, working deftly with the buttons of her shirt. It would do her well, she reasoned, to stop investing in buttoned prisons if she was to continue fucking around with Ivy. But, in less than a minute and with the defteness of a sex god, her full chest was out and like gloves, Ivy's hands were on them. She moved from her lips and dropped down to her collar bone - the one area she always shivered from whenever Ivy kissed and sucked and left a massive hicky on. 

Chastity had to remind herself not to moan too loudly because not at all was going to be near impossible.

Ivy went on lower, her lips finding her breasts as she kneaded them aggressively, pushing one of her nipples into her mouth. She bit and pulled, pinching the other and pulling just the same. The sensation was sharp and went straight to her groin prompting a gasp to escape.

Dropping her hand lower, she lifted Chastity's skirt and sighed in what Chastity hoped to be absolute pleasure. "Fuck," she said, going back up to Chastity and kissing her. "I thought you were fucking with me."

"Never," she answered. She never fucked around about walking commando and wanting to be fucked in the work place.

Without much warning, Ivy flipped her around, her hands keeping her naked breasts away from the cold wall as Ivy lifted her skirt properly from the sides. "I wish you could see yourself right now," she said as she nibbled at her ear, earning another torrent of shivers from her.

Ivy gripped her ass hard then slapped it making Chastity yelp. "Shh," she instructed as she squatted lower such that she was at face level with her ass. "If you make any noise people will come and you'll not get an orgasm today."

Chastity bit at her lower lip to prevent any more noise coming from her. From behind, Ivy parted her pussy lips with her fingers, taking long and laborious strokes as though she had forgotten that they were supposed to be quick. "You smell so good, Chastity." She said and Chastity felt her legs stiffen as though ready for the onslaught of an orgasm. "And so fucking ready. Have you been this wet the entire time?"

She wasn't sure how her voice was still functional. "Yes," she whispered as Ivy let a finger slide inside of her. Both of them groaned.

She pulled it out and found her way to the clitoris, drawing circles and adding a degree of pressure that was one stroke away from being pain. Chastity had to bite down hard not to call out her name.

Just as she was at the quick edge, Ivy pulled away and found her way to her ass. "You should let me peg you. You'll enjoy it." Chastity took in a sharp breath as Ivy drew lazy circles over her asshole. "Would you let me?"

It was an unfair thing to ask during an unfair turn of a situation but that hadn't stopped Chastity from saying yes. If anything, the mention of pegging and getting those languorous touches right there made her wetter - if that was even possible at the particular moment. 

She nodded and she heard Ivy chuckle. "Good," she said.

Ivy pushed her legs wider, instructing her to bend over just a bit whilst showering marvellous epithets about her pussy. Satisfied with the position Chastity was in, she dug in and feasted on her like she was the Christmas feast to defeat all others. Not to be outdone by her mouth, her fingers joined in and they toyed with her g-spot and recently sensitized asshole.

Then the first orgasm slammed into her ala a lorry. Her eyesight had wobbled, her knees almost buckling. She had expected Ivy to stop but she didn't. In fact, it seemed like she was just getting started and having felt Chastity's orgasm meant she was going to gift her another. Ivy, it seemed, enjoyed pleasuring to the point of it almost being torturous.

Still in the tingles of her first orgasm, she felt a second one slam just as hard and this time, it was proving absolutely difficult to keep quiet and still. Ivy was still going on and she was not sure if she was feeling pain or pleasure. She was so overwhelmed that she was not sure she was breathing right. Everything was hot and everything was shaking. At one point, Ivy had stopped pumping into her and slapped her ass once more, earning herself another unexpected orgasm. It was pleasurable. It was torturous. She wanted it to stop yet at the same time, wanted it to go on and on until she appeared mysteriously in heaven.

For what was probably the twentieth time in her life, she felt the tell-tale signs of a massive squirt. She tried to pull away but Ivy made her stay in place until she was done.

"Look at that," Ivy said as she got to her feet, squirt trickling down Chastity's thighs and on to her legs. "The effects of not wearing underwear to work."

Ivy carefully yanked her hair back, allowing her to kiss her one more time before moving away to let her get herself together.

Like her, she looked like she'd had a good time. The buttons to Ivy's pants were open and as though she didn't need a proper breather, her breathe caught. She'd missed seeing Ivy pleasure herself as she gave her the best quickie she'd probably ever had.

"So," Ivy made her way to the sinks, "how was your lunch break? Anything worth sharing?"

Chastity snorted as she followed her to the sink, trying to get herself to look put together. The reflection on the mirror told her it was probably not going to be possible soon enough. Her eyes were still blown out black and her lips were swollen. There were new bite marks over her chest and the one she'd tried to hide over her collarbone had just gotten even more noticeable.

She looked like she'd been fucked for a good twelve straight hours. A good look for anywhere but work.

"We should do something about your biting fetish," she jested.

"Oh?" Ivy smirked, her gaze settled on Chastity's reflection. She looked like she wanted to fuck her once more.

Chastity chuckled, pointing at her. "Stop that." She dried her hands. "I love that you have now henceforth probably permanently marked me." She dropped her voice lower. "What if people at work notice?"

Ivy nodded seriously. "You're right. If your screams hadn't alerted them this definitely would."

Chastity poked her tongue out and enjoyed the torrent of laughter that followed after. She looked away, rubbing at her arm. "And we should," she turned to face the mirror, looking at Ivy's reflection and pointedly at the running tap, "uhm... discuss about the pegging."

"Of course we should. It wasn't going to happen without a discussion."

Chastity swallowed and turned to face Ivy. She was smiling. It randomly dawned on her that she would do absolutely anything in the world to keep that smile from ever slipping away. Coupled with the swollen lips and the bit of wetness on her shoulder, she looked so angelic. It was as though she had been put on earth to simply distribute pleasure and Chastity was the lucky bastard hogging all of it.

She was was going to hog all of it without an iota of guilt marring it.

Chastity nodded. "We'll do it after I get to torture you then."

Ivy's laugh reverberated across the empty washrooms. It was not difficult. In fact, it was downright shocking that she had not realized that after all that time, she was in love with Ivy.