C.R: In The Corridor Again

I recovered from the pain as fast as I could and looked around me. The corridor was empty except for a cleaner's trolley that was down the far end next to an open door.

Shit. Fuck. Shit.

I pushed myself back into the doorway. Sticking as tightly to it as I could, hoping the doorframe would cover me a bit. There was the sound of movement down by the cleaning trolley. I poked my head out to look and saw a woman tying up a garbage bag and loading it onto it before heading back into the open office behind her. She didn't notice me.

but she could have...

My cock twitched.

Fuck! I need to just calm down! Think about nothing.

I slowed my breathing.

Tranquillity now.

My heart rate slowed.

Breathe in... breathe out....

in... out... in... out...

just like fucking

NO!

Stop!

Breathe in... breathe out...

For the first time in over an hour, my hard rod began to soften and deflate.