AFTER HOURS
Working late was never so much fun!
By Delorita Jose

The office where I work is a typical professional office. Hustle and bustle going on all the time. Not much time for playing around or socializing. Sometimes though, I have to work late into the night to finish a project or report and the office is empty and the hall lights are lowered. This gives my mind a little more room to roam, without all the millions of interruptions.

I had to pull an all-nighter to re-write an entire report for the morning deadline. I made a fresh pot of coffee, ate some leftovers, brushed my teeth and went straight back to work. I was typing away when I heard the big, oak office door open. I heard the alarm code being reset and knew it was one of my co-workers. 

I figured Alice had returned to get her transcription tapes. She's always forgetting them, but I was surprised when Allan's head peeked around the corner of my office door. This was too good to be true; I've had a crush on him for ages. My heartbeat quickens, and my face flushes pink and hot.

I've noticed his eye on me and feel a potent connection whenever we're in the same room together. I've thought about initiating an office affair but the right time never presented itself until now.

My face lights up as he walks in the door. God, he's so sexy! The lines of his strong jaw and cheekbones look like a beautiful piece of art. His eyes are hazel, the kind that change with the lighting, like a chameleon. 

"Come on in and sit with me for a minute," I say with inviting intonation. I cross my legs and turn to face him in my office chair. We catch up and make a little small talk but as were discussing the elections I notice his eyes roving from my eyes to my thighs to my feet, and finally landing on my breasts. I burn hotter.

He cocks his head and smiles at me with those sexy hazel-gold- green eyes. I lean waaaay back in my chair and feign a stretch, smiling back into him. Our hungers are mounting and the electrical and chemical energy is surging to maximum power. 

"You look so kissable Marie." He leaned forward to capture my lips with his but I swung around in the swivel chair just out of his range. Laughing, I stand up then motion for him to follow me with my index finger. I unbutton two buttons on my blouse as I half run to the conference room, my heart pounding all the way.

I open the well stocked bar hidden from view and grab a bottle of Irish crème, and liquor glasses. Glasses clinking, I swish my way towards the oversized conference table. Allan's eyes resemble those of a kid in a candy store, with that 'too good to be true' light emanating from his handsome face. 

It turns me on even more to invoke such a response from a man I've only admired from afar. I pour the sweet, creamy liquor as he stands and watches. He knows I have something up my sleeve, I see the excitement mounting with his body language as he shifts his weight from one leg to the other. I dip my index finger into the crème and suck it off with my full lips.

Allan moves forward and takes the glass from my hand, and drizzles the drink down my cleavage. My eyes widen, and my mouth waters as our eyes connect. Allan picks me up by my waist and plops me onto the conference table forcing  his way between my legs. He takes my chin in his hand and kisses me very tenderly, square on the mouth. 

He proceeds to run his fingers through my hair. I'm tingling from head to toe, of course. He is so beautiful and yummy. I knew we would get together eventually, but had no idea it was going to happen here on the conference table. Allan kisses my neck and earlobes, stopping to breathe in my scent.

I wrap my arms around his waist, working my fingers under his belt so gingerly, tickling his waistline until he fidgets and starts to laugh out-loud, pulling away from me. He drizzles a little more of the liquor down my blouse and gently kisses me between my breasts as he unbuttons the rest of my blouse. 

Working his hands behind me, he finds the clasp to my torturous bra and unhooks it letting my lovely breasts fall free to his waiting lips. I'm burning up, soaked to the skin with Bailey's crème and ready to be churned into butter.

"I'm taking you sugar, right here, right now. He rips the rest of my blouse off and throws it to the floor. He grabs my titties and sucks one and then the other. I'm aching, burning for his body. I pull at his belt buckle and loosen his pants. They slide to the floor and he pushes me up farther on the table, climbing on after me. 

"Oh sweetie you're so hot. I'm gonna make love to you like you've never been made love to before."

Laying back I again reach for the Irish Crème and pour it over my breasts. He licks and devours every delicious drop off of me. Pulling my skirt up, with the impulse of a savage he yanks my panties down. He works his way around my body, slowly at first. But quickly he builds his lusty appetite like the unleashed drive of a wild animal.

Climbing down from the table he pulls me to the edge, my legs falling to the floor. Suddenly I hear the rip of a condom package and crane my head to watch him work it over his engorged shaft. I'm bent over the conference table but manage to pull his hand to my button, which he rubs as he teases me with his big magic wand. 

Finally, and gently he slides just the tip in to tease me. It seems he wants to work me like this forever. I start to beg and writher on the table until I arch so high that my back is about to break. He takes no mercy on me and starts to plunge into the depths of my most sacred tunnel of love, creation and mystery. 

I cling tightly to him. His hands are all over me, as my body writhes then stiffens as we hit the perfect momentum. We reach higher and higher, until I'm screaming with pleasure. He plunges deeper and deeper, until we crumble into each other's embrace and land on the floor.

As we gather our wits I reach for the Irish crème and we sip it together, laughing and exhausted on the floor. This is the beginning of our office romance. Working late takes on an entirely different meaning...when I'm being worked on like that!