WD Day 8 - Clean the guard room

You better stay on Cait's good side... she's a guard.

You get cleaning supplies and go to the guard room, where you disinfect the table, clean the windows, dust... and it's not very long before Cait walks in.

You watch her shut the door behind her.

"Is there something you need from me?" you ask.

"You impressed the Warden," Cait says in her classy British voice. "You impressed me too."

"I'm glad to help," you say.

"You can leave if you want." She moves out of the way and looks at the door. Just last night you two did that, and she's already here for this... You like that she's direct about approaching you, and polite enough to ask for consent. She seems like the kind of person you can respect.

"I haven't finished cleaning," you say.

Cait smiles and walks over to you.

"Sit down," she says.

You sit on the sofa.

"Show me," she orders.

You free your penis from your pants and underwear. Having Cait's tall form standing over you like this is a good start. You give it a few strokes, and it starts to grow.

Cait unbuttons her blouse partway and opens it, then flicks the clasp for her bra. The cups pop apart, and her big breasts bounce free. Smirking, she kneels in front of you, then surprises you by spitting on your hard cock... this is a side of her that you have not seen. She rubs the saliva over your shaft with her hand, then lifts both of her heavy breasts to envelop your penis with them.

You breathe hard as that warm flesh presses on you. She locks eyes with you, and you try to act cool, but she's good... You bite your lip and hold the arm of the couch. She slows down and eases up the pressure... it still feels good, but this is teasing.

"How does that feel?" she asks.

"It's good," you say.

"Are you going to cum?"

"Soon," you say, knowing that you are blushing.

"Don't," she commands, and stops. "Not yet." She stands up, turns around, and walks away... crossing the room to the table. With her back to you, she bends over and puts her hands on it.

After a second she looks back at you over her shoulder.

You shove your pants down and kick them off, getting up and going to her. She laughs quietly as you push her tight skirt up over her ass, then pull her lacy panties down enough to reveal her pale cheeks. You boldly slide your hand between her legs, finding her more than ready. Her thighs and buttocks clench when you brush her clit, but you have no plans to tease her.

She moans softly as you take a firm hold on her hips and penetrate her, struck by how hot she is inside. Your eyes travel up the curve of her back, the back of her uniform, and as you thrust, her tall hat falls off, revealing her dark hair. She's not loud, but she's eager... you can feel it from the way her rear pushes back, and the tempo of her ragged breaths once you get going.

She doesn't look back at you, but you get a glimpse of her red face... for some reason the sight of her blushing does it for you, and you urgently speed up. Your skin slaps against hers, and she finally lets her voice out.

"Yes!"

You are so close. For the next few strokes you give it to her almost as hard as you can, really pounding.

"Oh," you grunt, shoving in and standing up on your toes, back arched as you spill out inside.

The door opens, and Vi stops in the act of entering the room as she sees you.

Cait lets out a slutty yell with her head thrown back, and her sweaty hair all over her face as your bare ass and thighs tense and contract as you shoot inside her.

She cries out again as the last spurt gushes out of your engorged cock, and you are so spend that you lean on her, gasping.

You hear the door the slam, but you are lightheaded. You look up and Vi is gone.