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Luke stumbles backward as Pam pushes him up against the wall in the darkened room. “Hey, what the-”

“Shut up,” she replies, pinning him with her forearm across his chest, feeling it rise and fall with his heavy breathing. He’s been taken by surprise.

“Uh… okay.”

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed,” she hisses, her face so close he can feel her breath on his neck.

“I don’t know what you mean…” he replies, unsure where this is going.

“I don’t know what you mean,” she mimics. “Don’t play innocent. I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me. Staring at my tits-”

“No, I…”

“-peeking up my skirt! I’m just a sex object to you, aren’t I?”

Luke shakes his head, but he knows he’s been busted. “Pam, I’m sorry if it looked like that to you, but-”

“Oh give me a break! Everyone noticed that boner you’ve been packing!” She roughly grabs his cock through his pants, finding his bulge still semi-hard in her palm.

Luke gasps and freezes. At this point it’s unclear where this is heading. One possible outcome is that Pam twists his nuts off. That would be unpleasant. But her hand is in his crotch, and his dick can’t help but twitch in her grasp.

“I felt that, you pervert. You’re getting hard again, even when you’re caught red-handed!” She starts rubbing his swelling member, feeling it grow rapidly under the attention. “Jeez, how big does this thing get, anyway?”

Luke doesn’t answer, not wanting to press his luck. Inside his pants his dick is now almost at full mast, pressed up against his stomach, the head poking out uncomfortably through the waist elastic of his underwear. Meanwhile, Pam has started rhythmically squeezing his balls.

“What do you think of when you’re staring at me,” she asks, her voice softening a little. “Do you want to fuck me? Hmm?”

Luke’s dick throbs, now fully erect, and he winces. Hearing her say the words makes him feel a little dizzy.

“Do I need to worry, Luke?” she asks, whispering hotly in his ear. “Are you gonna rape me?”

He jolts. “God no…”

Pam chuckles. “That’s good to know… It’s good to know I’m safe from this!” and she wrenches hard on his bulge like she’s using a gearshift. Luke tries to stifle a whimper — this is too much to bear!

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” Pam still has her forearm across his chest, pressing him back hard against the wall. “Maybe we should get it out. Relieve some of this… pressure.”

She fumbles with her free hand, unbuckling his belt, then the button of his pants, then the zipper. With a swift tug his pants are down past his hips, and then gravity takes them the rest of the way to his ankles. She pulls up his shirt, expecting to find his underwear bursting with his swollen meat, but not expecting to find his swollen, purple cockhead poking out the top, his snake-eye glistening with pre-cum, his frenulum stretched taut.

“Fuck, that’s big,” she whispers, sliding her hand down the front of his underwear, feeling the silky underside of his erect penis against her palm, until she cradles his balls in the soft purse of his scrotum. She gives them another hard squeeze, making him tense up, then pulls her hand out and adjusts his underwear so that the waist elastic is caught behind his ballsack and his prick can finally thrust forward, out and proud.

“Do you think about me when you jack off?” Pam asks sweetly, wrapping her hand around his shaft.

Luke decides the conversation has been too one-sided so far. “All the time,” he admits.

She starts pumping his prick slowly, feeling the soft veiny skin sliding over the steel inside. “You think about me naked?”

“I do.”

“Yeah, I bet you do.” Pam picks up the pace, jacking him more forcefully now. “Do you think about my tits, busting out of my bra, hmm? Do you think about my ass when I’m bending over…”

“Oh God yeah…”

“You wanna take me from behind? Hmm? Maybe press me up against the wall and fuck my brains out with this big fucking prick of yours?”

Luke is panting heavily now. A trickle of pre-cum has escaped his engorged bell-end and has run down over Pam’s hand, a fact that has not gone unnoticed. She bites her lip, smiles, and jacks him harder.

“God, Pam, go easy… I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

“Cum?” she asks sweetly.

“Nnnnnghhhh…” he groans, biting his fist to keep the noise down. The two of them are not alone in this place, after all.

“Cum for me,” whispers Pam, removing her arm from his chest and cupping her palm to receive his seed while she jerks his rod with the other hand. He’s quickly brought to the point of no return. Luke’s hips thrust forward as orgasmic pleasure courses through his body and his cock explodes. She catches squirt after squirt of warm, white semen until she’s holding a small pool of it, then she releases him. The last remnants of his load dangle from his prick, threatening to drip on the floor.

“Oh dear, what a mess you’ve made,” she says disapprovingly, playing with the gooey substance in her palm. “What should we do with this, I wonder?”

Luke just stands there, recovering, slightly fearful of what she might do next, or what she might make him do. But he needn’t have feared.

Pam steps back, tugging up her skirt with the hand that isn’t full of cum, revealing her lacy panties. Then she wipes her hand between her legs, saturating the gusset of her knickers with his load, feeling it soak through to her pussy as she rubs her hand back and forth from her mound to the base of her ass. She smears the excess over her inner thighs, rubbing it in like moisturizer, making her skin glisten in the dim light. Soon she’s no longer wet, just sticky and clammy, so she adjusts her skirt back downward.

She kisses Luke on the cheek, close enough for him to smell his scent on her. Then, leaving him staring in disbelief, Pam turns away and slips out of the room.

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