We ended up in the janitorial closet on the third floor of the building. I locked the door after we entered and dragged Carl behind me to a far wall, pushing him up against it.
“You want this, yeah?” I said as I stretched his arms across the cool surface, locking his fingers with mine, and grinding my hard length against his.
“Yes! Please, Felix.” Carl usually lost his stammer during s*x. He found my lips and sucked on the bottom one while lifting a leg to curl around my waist. I kissed him back, his mouth a delicacy I enjoyed for a few desperate seconds.
Eventually, I moved to his chin and nipped my way up the side of his face to peck his forehead. “Remember your suit, hon. It’s going to get wrinkled if we’re not careful,” I warned. I stepped back and helped him remove his jacket while
