The Wall of Shame

Tense and aroused. That was my feeling throughout this day, I suppose. I wandered to the washroom. Part of menial labor is just wandering to the employee washrooms and chilling there for a few minutes to break the monotony. I washed my face and just stood in there daydreaming standing over the air dryer. The bathroom door opened, and I was shocked to see my boss Nora peer in.

“Adam, how many washroom breaks has that been?” Nora asked me.

“I don’t keep track of them,” I said, letting my hand go off the air dryer and making my way out. Nora blocked the employee washroom with her hands on her hips and stood there. She didn’t have the same fake smile look she had when we were on the sales floor.

“I think you took three? Three in a couple of hours? My goodness, Adam. Do you have a health problem?” Nora asked, patronizingly.

“You’ve taken several smoke breaks, Nora,” I said. “The amount of time you spent smoking probably triple the break time I’ve taken.”

Nora flushed, and her nostrils flared. She started to get angry. It seemed like bringing up a shameful habit of hers really got her going. She came inside the employee washroom and shut the door behind her. I could feel this coming.

“Is that insubordination, Adam?” Nora asked.

“I’m just trying to defend myself,” I explained. My penis was stiffening expectantly.

Nora crossed her arms and her face made an exasperated expression.

“I’ve had it up to here with you, Adam. This whole day you’ve been watching you, and you are a disgraceful employee.” Nora said. “You aren’t making a great first impression on me.”

Have I? I thought I was working hard and minding my own business.

“Nora, if you just want to fuck me then let’s fuck. If you want to fire me, then fire me. It’s clear you have something against me. What is it, do I look like your son or little brother or something?” I said, laughing.

Nora immediately flushed like a tomato. “Y-you impudent brat!”

“Is that what you call him too?” I said still laughing, not giving a fuck at this point.

“T-take-“ She stammered and was terribly upset. “Take off your pants now, Adam!”

I was still smiling as I took them off and placed them on the sink, lining paper towels on the sink beforehand.

Nora had a short business skirt on and hiked it. “Now lift me like a doll and fuck me. I need to humiliate an arrogant employee like you. You will respect your boss!”

Nora was much shorter and lighter than I expected as I handled her. She had her back pressed up against me, and I lifted her up against the sink. With her legs on the sink, I guided my penis into her asshole. She gritted the teeth as she watched the massive thing in the sink mirror disappear between her legs.

“This is what happens when you talk back,” Nora grunted. Her face was contorted in pain and pleasure.

Her cunt was dripping this point, trickling down to the base of my cock where it naturally lubed it, and I felt myself glide inside of her asshole with more ease. Her muscles and form started to relax as her body and mind accepted the huge thing inside of her bowels. Nora reached for the sleeve of her business jacket and pulled out a phone.

“Uh, what are you doing,” I panted, my hands on her thighs guiding her body up and down on me.

“You’ll see,” she said, she was taking a picture of the mirror image of us fucking. She tucked the phone away after.

“Do you see how your fat cock is penetrating my tight little asshole? Remember how this looks the next time,” She trembled and her lips quivered, “the next time you want to talk back to me.”

Good advice.

“You’re lucky I don’t go to head office with this. I can make your life a living hell while you work here.” More panting and more clenching of her teeth. “If you don‘t shape up as an employee I’ll-”

Nora let a moan that almost sounded like a scream, and her hips and legs quivered. She was an ass whore. My dick was hitting her in the right spots and she was feeling it.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop,” she grunted. “I’ll make your life hell here. You’ll be deep in my cunt every moment if you can’t work properly.”

I quickened my pace on her, slapping my thighs against her buttocks. Nora reached down and rubbed her clit. Her face contorted between anger and ecstasy. Her eyes closed and mouth gaped as I came close and frantically thrashed up and down on her, moving her body like a rag doll on me. I convulsed inside of her, my load shooting deep into her. Nora made rampant deep breaths and stared hungrily down as I pulled out. Her asshole was gaping, and white globs were dripping out of the crater was between her legs.

Nora squatted in front of me and took my post-orgasm dick in her mouth and lapped at it. At first, slapping the tip against her tongue and running her tongue down the sides of the softening flesh. I grimaced with the post-coital sensitivity as she cleaned the messy dick, while white globules of glue-like substance dripped down from her ass where she was squatting. When Nora was done with me, she kissed the tip and got up.

“If you ever talk back to me again, you’ll spend the whole day in my office, and I’ll be sitting on your lap,” Nora said coldly.

Nora cleaned herself in the sink, put her panties back on and left. I cleaned myself off and left.

We spent a lot longer than I thought in there. It was the end of my shift, and I punched out. As I grabbed my bags and jacket, I headed in the break room where I noticed something new Nora had put up. It was a bulletin board with letters from the dollar store that spelled out “The Wall of Shame.” I couldn’t help but smile when I saw the first picture, her in front of the mirror with me behind her and my dick in her ass. I could see the little note she left under it, “disrespectful little as*h*le gets helping of his own medicine! >:(“.

I sighed and left and went home. When I got home, the fun wouldn’t end. I mean, why would it. Even as I entered the house, I expected Aunt Saige to come out of nowhere and accuse me of something and tell me to fuck her. I was an edge, and my penis was on edge. I went to my room to study, unwind and hit the sack.