Working Late

Content advisory: m/f graphic sex, light BDSM elements

Brenda finished typing and hit save. The blasted report that Mr. Carswell demanded to have on his desk first thing tomorrow was finally finished. She arched her back and glanced at the clock. Holy cripes, after ten? Time to head home and get some sleep before coming back early in the morning.

She hit the key to print and gathered her things together. After collecting the sheets of paper from her printer, Brenda went to Carswell’s office and laid a copy in the middle of his desk. On the way out, she laid a second copy on his secretary’s desk. She’d learned her lesson about covering her ass the last time he pulled this stunt.

Heading down the hallway and dreaming of her bed, Brenda slowed as she neared her own office. A shadow worked its way across her open door. Someone was in her office. This late at night, no one else should be here.

As she debated what she should do, the shadow moved again and a man stepped out into the hall.

“Dan Barnett, you scared the crap out of me.” Relief tinged her admonition and she took a moment to drink him in.

While she normally didn’t date co-workers, Dan was an exception that she was willing to make. If he’d been interested, that is. She’d flirted with him, but as yet, he hadn’t taken the bait. Tall and buff with dark hair and chocolate brown eyes, he was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome.

“Sorry, Bren. I saw your light on and came to walk you to your car. If you’re done?” His husky voice sent an erotic shiver dancing down her spine.

Shaking those thoughts away, she nodded. “Yep. Just delivered it to Carswell’s office. Let me get my things.”

She slid past him, surprised when he didn’t move, forcing her to brush against him. He usually went out of his way to keep his distance. The slight touch was enough to ignite her libido, despite her fatigue. Her nipples hardened, poking through the thin lace bra and silk blouse she wore.

Heat roared its way up her cheeks and she averted her gaze. How embarrassing. One small, inadvertent touch and she was primed to go. Hopefully he wouldn’t notice.

Rounding her desk, she leaned over to retrieve her purse from the bottom desk drawer. A caress down the right globe of her ass had her springing back up and turning to face him.

“Dan? What—”

Dan leaned his big body into hers, trapping her against the desk. “I love your ass, Brenda. Every time you walk by my office, that shake of yours gets me hot.”

Leaning into her, Dan nipped at her neck and crowded closer, the evidence of his arousal poked at her belly.

Brenda released a moan and tilted her head back to give him better access to the sensitive skin near her ear. She’d thought of this moment, masturbated to thoughts of him, but never believed it would happen. He’d never shown her anything, but friendship.

“What’s gotten into you? You’ve never been interested in me.” Brenda pushed at his chest and he lifted those sinful lips, though he didn’t move away from her.

“Oh, I’ve been interested, but unavailable until now.”

“What do you mean?”

“When I first started here, I had a girlfriend.”

“You don’t now?”

“No, we’ve been over for a while now. Was I wrong about your interest?” His dark eyes turned serious and he started to back away.

Brenda grabbed his shirt and pulled him back in. “No. This is just unexpected, not unwelcome.”

With her words, the fire lit his eyes, turning them into molten chocolate and he claimed her mouth in a kiss so hot, she was surprised the fire alarm didn’t go off.

His tongue slid across hers like velvet and explored every crevice, stoking the blaze inside her higher and higher. She wrapped her leg around his hip and pulled him even closer as his hand found her breast.

Her hands tunneled through his hair and she tried to get closer, rubbing her pussy against the erection straining his pants.

Breaking away, Dan dropped his head on her shoulder, panting. “If we keep this up, I won’t be able to control myself.”

“Who said I wanted you to?” Brenda fumbled with his belt buckle until if finally pulled free. The button and zipper came next. His hard dick all but jumped out at her. “Commando?”

He lifted head and started to answer, but she’d started stroking his cock and a groan was all that made it out.

After a minute of fondling him and rubbing the pre-cum on his mushroom tip, he pulled her blouse open. She heard the ping of plastic buttons hitting her desktop and mourned the loss of one of her favorite blouses. Then his hot breath surrounded the pert tips poking through her bra and she forgot about her clothes.

He sucked one nipple into his mouth and bit lightly. The small bite of pain laced with pleasure raced through her, urging her higher. One of Dan’s hands slid up her leg to her panties. He rubbed his finger along the wet spot there before nudging them aside and plunging his finger inside her moist heat.

Writhing against him, Brenda fell into the rhythm he’d set as he added another digit and then a third. Her climax quickly built, she was so close. She moaned, reaching for the pinnacle and just as she was sure to reach it, Dan withdrew his fingers.

“No!” Her protest had too much whine in it to be effective.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

Dan whirled her around and she splayed across her desktop. Yanking her skirt up and her panties down, he leaned forward and bit her where her neck met her shoulder. A shiver worked through her and she wondered at the bit of pain enhancing her pleasure.

A rustling sound behind her prompted her to look over her shoulder. Dan rolled a condom over his thick cock before grabbing her hips and entering her in one push. Arching her back to take him deeper, Brenda lifted her ass.

In the next instant, Dan’s hand came down on her cheek. The smack startled her, but her body seemed to respond reflexively, leaning into him. Another stinging slap and another, he rained blows on her ass until both globes heated beneath his ministrations.

The spanking turned Dan on as well. The more she pleaded for more, the harder and deeper he thrust into her. The tension in her body pulled back like the string on a bow. Tighter and tighter and tighter. She was going to come. Almost there.

Dan smoothed his hands over her flaming butt and then slid around to pinch her clit. That one extra bit of stimulation was all it took to tip her over the edge. The bow snapped and the arrow let loose in a torrential explosion of sensation.

Stars shot across her closed eyelids and she screamed, loud, as the biggest orgasm she’d ever had flooded her nerve endings. Dan pumped one, two more times before he grunted behind her and held himself still.

Brenda fell forward on her desk, her legs unable to hold her any longer. After a moment, Dan withdrew his cock and disposed of the condom.

“Wow. Glad I had to work late. That made it worth it.”

“Happy to oblige.”

Pulling her panties and righting her skirt, she felt suddenly shy. What if he thought she did this with just anyone? That she was easy? What if this was all he wanted?

Cursing herself for allowing her body to overrule her brain, she rooted in her desk for a couple of safety pins she’d stashed away. They would hold her blouse together long enough for her to get home.

While she repaired her blouse, she could hear Dan dressing himself. Callused fingers slid under her chin and lifted her face, forcing her to face him.

Serious chocolate eyes bored into hers. “I’m honored that you shared that with me.”

Heat flamed her cheeks and she knew a blush had broken out across her fair skin.

“I’d like to take you out.”

“What?”

“I know we did things a little backward, but I want to be with you. You’re a special lady and your friendship has been great, but I’d like us to take our relationship to the next level.”

“Really?”

“Really. Dinner tomorrow?”

“Sounds great.”

Dan walked her out to her car. As she let the engine warm up, she rolled down her window. He cupped her neck and drug her forward for a long, slow kiss.

A promise of things to come.

****

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~~Scarlett Jameson~~
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