Last in the Office part 1

I’ll see you in a bit. I send the text and watch as the tiny “delivered” shows up, almost instantly the delivered turns into “read 7:45pm”. I go back to sending emails and reading over documents while sitting in my empty and dark office. Everyone has left for the day but I decided to hang back and tackle some things.

I look at the time on my computer right as it turns to 7:56 pm. I hear my phone buzz and the notification pops up on my computer screen, I’m here.

I shoot back a message letting you know I’ll buzz you up. I walk over the the security pad and turn on the screen seeing that you’re at the door. I hit the key button and hear the buzz as you open the door to the building. I sit back down, I know it’ll be a couple of minutes for you to take the elevator up. I try and send this last email before you get here. Then I hear a knock on the door.

I open up and there you are. Wearing an oversized black button down shirt with one shoulder exposed, knee high boots and clutching a small purse. “Come in”. I step to the side and let you in. “Its dark in here, im not surprised”. I laugh under my breath “yeah I prefer it that way when I’m working”. We both sit down, me in front of my computer and you next to me. “I just need to finish this email and then we can go”. I start typing away. “Take your time. No rush”.

We talk a bit and then you get up and start walking around the office, looking at all of the Knick knacks we have on the shelves as we fill each other in on our days and what’s been going on.

“I’m just about…….”, I stop mid sentence when I feel your arms wrap around my neck and your lips on my left ear. “Keep working” you whisper into my ear. I try to keep typing away as your fingers find themselves underneath shirt caressing and scratching my chest. Your lips go from my ear to my neck as you kiss and lightly bite at it. You come from behind me and slide me back from the computer slightly, just enough for you to get in front of me. You bend over and kiss me deep, our tongues dancing with one another, and then you get down on your knees. “Keep working, focus”. Your instruction becomes harder to hold as you start undoing my pants and slowly pulling them down.

Before I know it my hips are exposed on the cold leather of my chair. I start typing again slowly and not in rhythm as i usually do. I suddenly feel your mouth around me, “focus” you say as you hear me not typing. I type again as I feel myself throb in your mouth. You slowly bob your head up and down as you gently suck every inch of me. My head goes back for a second and then I go back to typing. Your rhythm speeds up as you start to use both hands stroking and rotating them as you suck at me. “Done”, I blurt out and instantly reach down under your arms and pick you up lifting you up into my lap……