Yes

His hand drifted down, pulling on the waistband of his shorts. His cock bounced into the open air. His fingers wrapped around his shaft and he began pumping. His new member wouldn’t have even fit in his old hand. He heard her make another whimper as her body tremored. His cock pulsed again in his hand. He imagined how warm and tight she must be.

He started pumping faster. He couldn’t help it. She groaned again, and suddenly one high heel came up to rest on the table. They both rubbed faster.

He wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.

With a Herculean effort, Adam let go of his cock, and shoved it back into his shorts, the tent unmistakable and impossible to miss.

"Um," He cleared his throat. "I'm ready to check out."

Her eyes opened as sudden startled shame and embarrassment flashed on her face as she yanked her skirt down while trying to pull her hand out of her shirt while simultaneously trying to get to her feet.

She took a second to right herself and came to a decision.

Still breathing hard, she stepped closer to him and yanked him forward, pulling him into the small break room.

"You didn't see anything, you hear me?" She reached down and grabbed his tent. "You're- fuck. You're really sexy, and I lost my cool. That's on me. So we're going to make a little deal. You keep your mouth shut about this and don't tell my boss, and I'll help you out with your… problem."

Adam stumbled over his thoughts and started to open his mouth.

"I said mouth shut." she said with a commanding finality.

She put a finger to her lips, and grabbed his waistband, pulling it down as she sank to her knees.

The outline of his cock through his shorts meant that she wasn't really surprised by how big it was… but she still took a second to recover when it was exposed inches from her face. The hot musky smell of sex and sweat set her mouth watering, and as her tongue ran itself over her perfect lips her entire body shuddered in anticipation and pleasure.

Carrie gave it a tentative lick, and Adam sucked in a sharp breath. She dove in. Her brain was flooded with an overload of sensations as she ran her tongue down the entire length of his shaft. A thrumming heat filled her as she slowly wrapped her lips around his head.

When she pushed forward she felt juices trickling down the inside of her thigh. Her hands were back up her skirt as she fingered herself silly while sucking off this stranger that made her feel suddenly empty inside. She wanted- no, needed- for his cock to be inside her. And so she pushed forwards again, shoving her soaked fingers deeper inside her.

Her entire body shook.

The skirt was hiked back up around her midsection again. Under her, the cheap green break room carpet dug into her knees but she was beyond caring.

Adam's heart beat slammed in his chest, as he grabbed the door frame for support. He could hear her fingers working her dripping pussy over the sloppy sound of her sucking him off.

And then it was too much. Her tight throat, her tongue sliding back and forth up and down his cock, the slutty moaning as she buried his bitchbreaker in her mouth, the gasps of air she took in shuddering breaths, it opened something in him and suddenly every muscle in his body, every fiber of his soul burned.

When he came down her throat she came with him. His spunk dripped down her chin, and she loved every drop of it. Her brain buzzed as she pulled back slowly, sucking gently.

He was still hard.

"Lay down."

"What- wait, are you on birth control?"

"What? No, who takes birth control? Never mind. What did I say about keeping your mouth shut? Lay down, right now."

"Wait- you don't understand-"

She grabbed him, and pulled him down, more from aggression and shock than actual strength, and pushed him against the floor.

The words in Adam’s mouth dried up witnessing Carrie’s ferocity. He stayed on his back, gym shorts still pulled down around his ankles. She stood over him, placing a hand on his chest, and lowered herself down onto his upright, still dripping cock. Moans spilled out of both of their mouths as she slid down. His shaft stretched her out, barely enough room to fit, each inch sending rippling shockwaves through her brain. As she settled down, her hips against his, she lost herself in the pleasure. Grinding, dripping, it felt like nothing had filled her like this before and nothing would again. Her hand gripped Adam’s stretched hoodie, her other hand drifting up into her shirt.

Her whole body felt like it was wrapped around his cock. Every inch pulsed inside of her, two heartbeats that could no longer be told apart. She tore her shirt off and grabbed Adam’s hips, thrusting and moaning. Below her, Adam let escape a groan of pleasure, the only sound he was allowed to make. The way she commanded him, used him, awakened some part of him that would no longer be ignored. His strong arms pulled on her thighs, **** to sink his cock one inch deeper. Between his thighs he felt the drip of pleasure and sweat as it pooled on the carpet beneath them.

Her hand crept to the base of his shaft, followed the trail of her cum, and rested on her clit. The anticipation melted her; her clit aching, her fingers racing, her pussy squeezing and begging for his seed. The feeling began to rise up. Like a dam that had been neglected too long, the **** of her pleasure crept higher through her body. Moans like crashing waves smashed against the dam walls. Pressure, driving **** bore cracks, until she could no longer withstand.

The dam walls broke. Pleasure like a tidal wave enveloped her body. Out of her mouth came screams of ecstasy as all rational thought was lost. Adam felt a hot flood of her cum drip down his shaft and onto the floor. He came with her, barely keeping consciousness as she used him. More hot spunk spilled out as they both shuddered, endorphins washing over their minds, powerful and intoxicating. For a moment they forgot they were ever separate.

Carrie caught herself in ragged breaths. Her eyes weren’t able to focus. She leaned forward on Adam’s strong chest, her arms shaking trying to hold her up. She bit her lip as she looked down upon her conquest. Adam’s cock started to shrink inside her, leaving a vacuum coated with his seed.

She coughed out a quick laugh, trying to steady her breath. “If you need anything, I’ll be right over at the counter.” Her legs shook, but she managed to pull herself off of Adam and their explosive, sticky mess.

Below her, Adam was still seeing stars. Customer service at its finest, he thought. The burning need in his mind had finally drained away, followed by a sudden bout of clarity. Oh, shit, I’m late for work.