The Cleaner
After hours, Kurt lingered alone in the shadowed office, finishing up paperwork when Mariah slipped in for her usual cleaning. She moved quietly at first, but a soft gasp escaped her when she spotted the crumpled condom wrapper in the trash. Kurt flushed and begged her to keep it secret, but Mariah's eyes darkened with lust. “Fuck, the idea of two coworkers screwing in here gets me dripping wet,†she purred, biting her lip. Admitting it had always been her filthy fantasy to get railed in an office, she stepped closer, and Kurt didn't hesitate—he grabbed her, bent her over the desk, and pounded into her hard and deep, making sure her moans stayed muffled while guaranteeing she'd never breathe a word to anyone.