@BestPasss Thanks for the topic.
For myself I can say I've never had sex at work, thought about it but always assumed just my luck someone would walk in right then no matter how many lost opportunities I thought I'd had..
I will admit to conjuring up a couple extra hotel nights on work trips so that I had a "free" night to invite a bf over for a romp or overnight.
In my last two jobs we stayed at some awesome places like a Ritz and a Park Hyatt, where the jacuzzi tub adjoined the king bed through a folding wall. That's where my bf found me, soaking with my boner poking through bath bubbles, when he pushed the door open. ..
I will admit to getting on Scruff when out of town to prowl for a random encounter. This can be a little hazardous in a professional society setting when suddenly the hot guy 152ft away turns out to be a member --or officer!-- of the organization. I have met 2 great guys that way, formed one really lasting friendship as a result, and dodged 2 who I just didn't want to out myself to. One of them knew my sister in law, I didn't like him physically at all sort of a bitter old queen type, and I also didn't trust him regardless to remain discreet.
Fuck yeah have I had to take Jack off breaks to disappear into a bathroom stall when work or life was getting to me .. big time pressure release. Mostly when I was younger and needed to vent maybe even every day or two. Also when porn was not right in the palm of your hand along with your cock and I'd just bought or "borrowed" a new magazine and couldn't wait to drool over a new hairy hung hard man...
As for public places, my bf is a mild mannered church mouse parochial school teacher. He's also randy AF when we're sporadically together, which is hot almost beyond belief. He has whipped out his rocket cock at the opera and in concert halls for me to stroke under a lap blanket. He has bared it in the recliners at the Korean spa, which is co-ed in that space, for me to give him some head when there aren't other people around. He has jumped into my shower stall at the health club to fuck or blow each other.
And he's turned his grandpa minivan into a mobile fuck palace when we've gone to state parks and a drive in (He literally poked a hole in a pizza box so I was face down in his lap to slurp up his cum through his makeshift gloryhole).
Only once did we almost or maybe get caught. The most frequent place we go to fuck is a vacant community center where in on the board. Long story short I spaced out after returning from a trip and some people I knew walked up for an event I'd forgotten about as we were sitting in the couch in the foyer, him with his pants off and me with my face you know where. He saw them, I'll never know if they saw us, I got us into the library and locked the door, but his pants were still on the floor in the foyer. I left him in the library to get them after I collected myself. The people had walked in at that point. I had declined attending the event because of travel but there I was and had to talk myself out of that, and my bf who they didn't know had to walk out as if he'd been there to read the gas meter (not! It was like 6pm at the time).
Overall very boner killing, but I haven't heard any blow back since then. I was always more worried a random bottle of lube would get left behind in the library....
In case you're wondering, he and I are both married to wives, and we both turn 65 this year. Horniness doesn't necessarily diminish with age. But it does morph into other pleasures like the simple joy of waking up to the sight of him in bed next to me when we've rarely been able to steal an overnight away together.