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Sarah sighed.
It had been a hard day, and as usual she felt as if nothing had
been accomplished. There were still orders to fill, phone calls
to make, emails to read, and all she really wanted to do was head
home and go to bed.
 Actually,
what she really wanted to do was go to bed with Steve, the handsome
temp secretary who had worked in the office for the last few weeks.
Ever since she'd met him she'd been lusting after his well-built
body. It didn't help that he was also a very sweet guy with a cheerful
smile. She always felt happier whenever he was nearby, not to mention
an awful lot hornier.
Sarah tried to focus. She realized she'd just read the same paragraph
six times, and she was supposed to have finished checking this report
by 5pm. She sighed again and tried to put Steve out of her mind.
Sometimes she wondered if her promotion had been a poisoned chalice.
She wasn't sure if the unpaid overtime and extra stress was worth
the fatter paycheck.
A knock at the door roused her. Steve entered carrying yet another
report, and carefully closed the door behind him. Despite herself,
Sarah felt her cheeks redden, and her heart began to thud in her
chest.
"Ms Sandersen says she needs this done ASAP," Steve said,
offering the folder to Sarah, who rolled her eyes in frustration.
"Huh, like I don't have anything better to do," she grumbled.
Taking the report, she smiled him. "Ah, don't mind me. Thanks,
Steve."
"Hard day, I see," he said, grinning back at her. "You
could probably do with a holiday."
"Don't I know it," Sarah laughed.
"Your shoulders look tense. You need to take a break and relax,
I think. Here…" Steve moved behind her, andplaced his
hands on her shoulders, beginning to rub the knotted muscles them.
"I'm studying remedial massage," he said.
Sarah knew it wasn't the most appropriate thing for him to be doing,
but at that moment, she didn't care. His fingers were working magic
with her shoulders, and his very presence was playing havoc with
her groin. She could smell his scent, and it was igniting an intense
yearning within her.
She glanced around the office. The blinds were closed, and the door
was shut, though not locked. She knew that after this moment, she
couldn't possibly do any more work. The only thing on her mind was
how much she wanted Steve. She decided to take one of the biggest
risks of her life.
"You know Steve," she said as nonchalantly as she could.
"I like what you're doing with your fingers. Would you mind
terribly if I sexually harassed you?"
He stopped moving for a moment, and she felt a moment of panic.
"Er… what kind of harassment were you planning?"
he asked.
It took a couple of moments to register the acquiescence in his
voice, but finally Sarah relaxed. "Well, I was hoping to sexually
harass you all over my desk, if possible."
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"Well, I was hoping to sexually harass
you all over my desk, if possible"..
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 His
hand slipped down and cupped her breast, and she breathed in sharply
as his fingers tweaked her nipple through her black dress. "Hmmm,"
he said. "I'll have to check my diary, but I think I'm available
right now."
He leaned over her shoulder and their lips met. Sarah reveled in
the kiss. It was insistent, but still gentle, and she breathed in
the scent of him with glee. Within moments he had her pushed back
onto the desk, their mouths still hungrily joined, and they began
to paw at each other's clothing.
Sarah's heart was thumping. Her boss, or any other workmate could
walk in at any moment, but she couldn't stop. Steve was hers now,
and she could feel eager passion flowing through her veins. She
wanted him, and she wanted him right this very instant.
His hand slid up her thigh, leaving tingling echoes in its wake.
He tugged her panties down and pushed her flat onto the desk, opening
her legs and admiring her now exposed pussy. Within seconds he had
buried her face between her thighs, plunging his wet tongue into
her folds. She gasped with pleasure as he began to lick her clit
with expert strokes.
Sarah put her hand over her mouth, worried that she would moan too
loudly. Steve obviously knew what he was doing, because she felt
an orgasm building already. When he inserted a finger into her cunt,
it overcame her, and she shuddered as the waves of pleasure rolled
outwards.
 Still
panting, she lifted her head and saw the need in Steve's eyes. She
scrambled to her feet and bent over the desk, presenting her ass
to his gaze. She heard him unzip and pull out his cock, then groaned
as he pushed it into her, sliding the hard flesh all the way to
the hilt.
Steve put his hands on her hips and began to move his cock in and
out. Sarah reached around and began to stroke her already swollen
clit. As Steve pushed faster and harder, Sarah felt another orgasm
swelling. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have him inside
her. The simple idea of him being attracted to her was thrilling
enough, but to be fucking him right there in the office was incredible.
He could well have been tying her shoelaces and she would have come.
With a shudder, her climax arrived, her cunt clenching around his
hot cock. Within seconds Steve followed her example, bucking against
her with pleasure, yet not uttering a sound. It was all over too
soon, and they collapsed together, breathing heavily.
An awareness of their precarious situation soon came back to them
both. Sarah hurriedly replaced her panties and smoothed her hair
while Steve zipped himself up.
For a moment they stood looking at each other, and Sarah felt sheepish
until Steve broke into a huge grin.
"Perhaps we should go on a proper date before you sexually
harass me next time," he said.
Sarah took in his cheeky smile and felt a wave of simple happiness.
"Sure," she said. "Let's have dinner tonight. At
my place. My bed is much better suited to harassment."
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