Nothing at work... else where?

Double-checking his new code, he read over it, far better. Perhaps elaborate, but in this business you had to sink or swim, and you did not swim by half-assing things. At least now he could proud of the website if not the company he was working for. Things had been weird past day or so, but there was no reason to think of anything. It was like when you have those dreams of fucking a relative. You obviously did not want too, but sometimes they just happen. The weirdness likely could be explained by all of this.

Nonetheless with this done, David sighed, since he was not expected in today, may as well head home. Not a full work day by any stretch, but definitely eventful in more than one way. Standing up he shut off his work station and grabbed his rucksack. He had been here for about five hours, likely enough Ryan would get off his back about this impromptu work day. A thought flashed in his mind as he heard the voice whisper, Maybe, that is what you want, to be on your back with him. Shaking his head at the thought too quickly he found himself pondering what this all meant, as he head outside the office.

This time he waved goodbye to people, feeling much happier. In the grand scheme of things, today had been a genuinely good half-day. Of course he knew this would not be always the case, but for now he head out of the building feeling reinvigorated.

On to the car park, he found his car and got inside, this time opting for some light Pop. Normally, he hated listening to such music, but there was something about today, that just made him want to do new things. The journey back was uneventful, outside of him singing and dancing to the tunes, he did not evne know half these bands, but found the music rather catchy.

Parking in the Garage, he got out, and strange idea occurred to him, there was no one about in the dimly lit carpark and he felt bursting with joy. New ideas were becoming vogue for his mind and this one seemed extremely fun. Carefully he walked over far wall with a flickering light. Biting his lip, David wondered if this was a good idea. This was pushing things surely? Then the voice spoke again in his head.

Women love men are who are confident and in control, they don't want cowards.

Sighing, he nodded in agreement and dropped his trousers before opening his plain shirt and while facing the wall he started rubbing his shaft. First in the office, now in public, this was so unlike him, but he could not deny how much this was deeply exciting him. Maybe, he had an exhibitionist streak? Groaning, he started moving his hand faster, closing his eyes as he began to picture things, in fact things grew so clear, that his eyes opened and it was real.

He was up against the wall, and a man was ploughing into his nethers, while Michelle whimpered and mewled in delight. How had he manage to persaude her to do this. Normally she was so reserved, but today she felt completely free, dare it be said, libertine. A moment of pure unadulterated surrender to vice and lust. She could feel his shaft pistoning in and out of her and hear his hot grunts as well as the slick sounds from how moist he was making her. Each action truly ecstasy defining. His hands over her chest, teasing her nipples, her sex effeverscent with his herculean efforts upon her.

This was not her, yet here she was she moaning unabashedly while barely able to maintain balance. Each wild thrust into her made her coo in bliss and brought her closer. Thank god she was on the pill, but still would take preacaution after this. Stretching and reaching deep into her, his movements so aggressive and unbridled she barely could even think, making her bud tingle, further pushing the moment where she would be overcome. Fast approaching, a torrid wave, threatening to breach the Dam.

Elicitation growing ever feverish, then...

Finally...

Toes curling, body stiffening and yells of rhapsody.

Blinking, David stared at his hand in confusion but also terror, it was coated in his semen, and he could see just how hard he climaxed, the splashes fading into stonework.

Hurriedly, he wiped his hands and tugged on his trousers, then quickly ran back to his house, opting for the lift and ignoring anyone who stepped in. Clearly, there was something going on, the exercise bike would surely help him calm down. Considering how theraputic it had been previously, he was hopeful. Locking door behind him, he wiped his brow, that whole thing had been so clear. Like impossibly clear, like he definitely felt like it was less imagination. It felt real, like this was him. But he wasn't a woman was he?