My Boyfriend and I in Public Bathroom Sex

 My Boyfriend and I in Public Bathroom Sex

The fluorescent store lights hummed as I pushed my cart down the wide aisle.  Dressed in my slutty clothes, I pretended to shop. Waiting for our chance for some alone time to have sex in the public bathroom.

My boyfriend worked the evening shift at our local big-box store, and it usually became pretty dead the later it got. We had our routine; I would wait in the parking lot. I would get the text that he would be going on break. I’d walk into the store, grab a cart, and pretend to shop for a little. This time I actually saw him doing some stocking.

I casually walked up to look at something near him.

Under his breath, he whispered, “You just couldn’t stay away, could you?”  He was pretending to fix something on the shelf. I told him that I missed him. His fingers brushed lightly across my arm. He glanced around quickly and then told me to meet him in the family restroom in two minutes. I looked over to him, and I winked; then I strolled away. We were both pretending that this public bathroom sex was not going to happen… but we both knew this was why I was here.

I tried to hide my excitement as I pushed the cart around for a few minutes, grabbing something to put in the cart. Exactly two minutes later, I pushed the cart towards the back of the store where the bathrooms were tucked away. I walked into the family restroom and left the door unlocked.

My boyfriend joined me moments later for sex in the public bathroom.

He closed the door, and the lock clicked. That is when he pulled me into his arms and gave me a deep kiss, he growled about how sexy I looked in my cutoff shorts as I wrapped my arms around his neck. In the privacy of this quiet public family bathroom, the world faded away, and it was just him and me.

He told me he had been thinking of me all shift; I smiled against his lips, fingers caressing the back of his neck. We embraced tightly, letting all the other shit of the day fall away. The thoughts of the store and the few shoppers fell away, and I was here in this moment of sex in a public bathroom with the man I loved.

We kissed slowly, savoring the moment. He picked me up and sat me gently on the sink. He held me steady as we continued kissing. My hands roamed over his taut body that was hiding under those khakis and work polo. He pushed a stray piece of hair out of my face. The bathroom mirror reflected our embrace, my flushed skin and his very hard bulge.

It was intimate and sweet and very, very steamy. Time seemed to slow as my shorts came off and his pants were dropped around his knees. I tried to stay quiet while we had sex in the public bathroom. The risk of someone knocking made the whole encounter more exciting as we tried to hurry but savor the moment.

We knew the public bathroom sex couldn’t last too long.

We didn’t really want to get caught. After we were done, we paused for a moment to hold each other in that post sex closeness. Then we sighed and smiled at each other. He lowered me to the floor. We straightened ourselves out, made sure we hadn’t left any traces of our sexy fun. He peeked out and told me the coast was clear. He slipped out; I followed a few moments later.

I retrieved my abandoned shopping cart and browsed the store for a few other things we needed. When checked out with his coworker. I handed him the cash with the hand I may or may not have washed after it had been touching “other” things. Smiling at him, maybe a little too wide.

I walked out thinking about the fun we would have when he got home and the next time I needed something from the store when he was working.

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