Rain hammers the street. We sprint into Emine’s building hallway. Water drips from our clothes. My suit clings cold. Her black dress molds to every curve. Hallway light flickers dim. Footsteps echo soft on tiles. Elevator dings. We squeeze in. Her shoulder brushes mine. Heat rises despite shivers.
She fumbles keys at her door. Hesitates. Eyes lock. Pleading. I nod. Door clicks open. We slip inside. Parquet creaks under wet shoes. She hangs my jacket. Pulls off my shirt. Machine whirs low. Towel rubs my chest. Her fingers linger. Pull on her dad’s sweater. Jealousy stings quick.
The Hallway Spark
Tea steams hot. We talk low. Voices hushed. Why did I help her? Truth spills. Her milk for Sophie. Her strength. Hand on her knee. She melts. Machine beeps. Shirt warm. She helps button. Fingers graze nipples. Zipper sticks on her dress. Neck arches. I slide it down. Shoulders bare. Dress pools at feet.
Lace black thong. Stockings hug thighs. Heels sharp. I spin her. Tits pushed up perfect. Breath quickens. Her palm on my heart. Pounds wild. Mine cups her cheek. Lips meet soft. Then hungry. Tongues clash wet.
Bras off. Tits in my hands. Squeeze hard soft. She claws my chest. Belt undone. Pants drop. Shoes off. Socks gone. Boxer tugs down. Cock springs hard. She kneels. Sucks deep. Groan muffled. Hand guides her head. Up. Kiss salty.
Whispers and Walls
I crouch. Thong slides. Lick her wet slit. She moans low. Fingers in hair. Pussy drips. Awkward angle. Stand. Cocks rub cunts slick. Against wall. Leg up. Thrust in. Tight hot grip. She bites lip. Nails dig shoulders.
Turn her. Hands flat on wall. Ram from behind. Flesh slaps quiet. Grunts choked. Her cries whisper. Walls thin. Neighbors sleep feet away. Parquet groans under thrusts. She clenches. I explode deep. Jets fill her. Orgasm shakes her silent scream.
Bathroom steam. Shower hisses. Hands soap tits ass. Cock hard again. Bend her over. Fuck slow under water. Splashes mask moans. Out. Couch unfolds creaky. Missionary gaze locked. Eyes burn. Cum third time. Collapse sweaty.
Dawn light filters blinds. One more fuck lazy. Breakfast whispers. Clothes on. Vouvoyez returns. Hearts pound. Door shuts soft. Hallway empty. Stairs creak. No one stirs. Secret locked tight. Kids wait at Gisèle’s. Smiles fake normal. Inside, fire rages still.