Tracy and I didn't get together again since our fun night on her patio last week. We teased each other in the office when no one was around, but we didn't see each other outside of work. Frankly, I wasn't sure if I should ask her out or if I should wait for her to invite me over. She kind of implied our relationship was built on sex, and I wasn't sure how aggressive I should be or if I should let her decide when she wanted to see me. I mean, c'mon. I'm a horny 21-year-old who's been having sex with a woman whom I consider a goddess. She's pretty, has a killer body (if you like small breasts - and I do), is smart, and is funny. If it were up to me, we'd have sex every day!
But so far, I've decided to let her control our relationship. I don't want to seem pushy, and I'm pretty sure she knows I love every minute we spend together. So for now, I'll wait and see if she invites me over. If not, maybe I'll ask her to my place. At some point, I'll figure out the right balance.
For a couple of weeks, though, I didn't need to worry about it. Tracy was visiting her parents, and I had dropped her off at the airport earlier this morning. She hugged me goodbye and, once again, reminded me to use a condom with anyone while I was gone. It's like she was encouraging me to sleep with other women, but, at the same time, she still wanted to make sure I was "clean" so we could fuck without a condom. It was definitely a little confusing.
It was really quiet around the office. Professor Teller was out of town, Tracy was out of town, and Joanna was taking a couple of days off to go camping with Jim. It was a Friday, so lots of people in the department would be leaving early. It was a good time to get a lot of work done, though sometimes it seemed a little too quiet.
I was working on a paper Joanna had asked me to start on and also writing some code for a new feature we were implementing in the system. I thought I was a pretty good writer - at least a pretty good technical writer. People told me I was able to take complex ideas and explain them in an easily understood manner. As for creative writing, I sucked. Too much of the engineer in me made me stick to the facts, not write exciting prose. Luckily, I wasn't getting paid to write fiction.
Except for a quick walk across the street to grab a sandwich at lunch, I was holed up in the office all day. I made substantial progress on the writing, and I planned to start coding the next day. It was after 4:00 when the door to the office flung open, and it scared the crap out of me.
"SHIT!" I screamed.
Holly looked at me and started laughing.
"What's the matter, Richard? Did I catch you jacking off back here?" she said with another laugh.
Ah, Holly. So much class.
"No, I said, "sorry to disappoint you. But you scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry," she said. "I didn't know I was scary," she said, laughing again. "This package just came for you."
She dropped a small package on my desk. I had asked Tracy to order me a new charger for my computer, so I didn't have to carry it back and forth. You pay a lot to order a lightweight laptop, but then the power brick weighs five times as much as the computer itself.
"Oh, thanks. Anything going on?"
"No. I've been bored all day. DT left a lot of work for me to do, but it's so quiet, I can't work. I need a little noise." Then she looked around the office. "Where's Joanna?"
"She and Jim went camping up north for a couple of days. It's pretty quiet back here, too."
"You really are isolated back here. I don't think I've been in this office more than a couple of times, and there's nothing else back here. Does anyone even walk in the hall back here?"
"Not really," I said. "Except for the electrical closet, there's nothing else back here. I never hear anyone."
"So, no one ever just pops in?" she said with a funny look on her face.
"Other than Joanna and me, you're the first person I've seen in here since the first day Tracy brought me back here."
Holly smiled and looked at me for a few seconds, and I could almost see the gears turning in her head. Then she just turned and walked away. She didn't say goodbye or anything. I figured she's picking up Professor Teller's social habits. But I didn't hear the door open. Instead, I heard the familiar sound of the door being locked, which confused me. Holly walked back to my desk and pushed my chair back a little. She pushed my laptop to the side and sat on the edge of my desk right in front of me, causing her short skirt to hike up a little. She spread her legs as wide as the skirt allowed, giving me a lovely view of her red panties.
"So, what do you think we could do to make this boring day a little more exciting?" she asked with a smirk.
About a million thoughts flashed through my mind. Obviously, Holly was up for some fun, and I wasn't about to complain. But in the office? What if we got caught? Would we both get fired? Was this worth the risk? It only took my brain about a nanosecond to analyze the situation. This office is isolated, no one ever comes back here, no one else from the project is in the office today, the door is locked, and I get to fuck Holly. Hell, the risk of being in the office made it even more exciting!
"Well, gee, Holly," I said as I got off my chair and knelt on one knee. I lifted her left foot and placed her leg over my right shoulder, "I'm not sure. I mean, I can probably think of SOMETHING to do," I continued as I lifted her other foot and placed her other leg over my shoulder. Holly put her hands behind her to help support herself. My face was now at the same height as those silky panties I was looking at.
I gave Holly's inner thigh a wet kiss and slowly inched forward, sliding my lips up her thigh. When I got to her panties, I kissed them and licked them. Holly quietly whined. I pulled the gusset to the side and licked her landing strip. I reached up to the waistband of her panties with both hands, and Holly lifted her hips so I could pull the panties off. I had to pull her legs off my shoulders to remove the panties, but then I put them back on my shouilders. I pulled Holly's legs forward a little bit to give me better access to her pussy. She leaned back on her arms a little further, pushing her pelvis to the edge of the desk. I grabbed the bottom of her skirt and tucked it into the waistband to keep it out of the way.
Holly's large clit begged for attention, and I remembered she liked direct, firm pressure. Normally, I would take much longer getting a woman warmed up before touching clit, but Holly always seemed to get wet and ready very quickly. When I wrapped my lips around her clit and flicked my tongue back and forth, Holly loudly whispered, "Oh FUCK!" I was glad she realized that even though the office was somewhat isolated, we couldn't be too loud.
I continued licking her clit for a bit before pulling away and licking from her pussy to her clit. She was really wet, and I loved tasting her. I slowly licked up her slit a number of times before again closing my lips around her clit and flicking my tongue over it. Holly thrusted her hips forward, quietly grunting with each lick. Although I think she wanted me to continue concentrating on her clit, I backed off and started slowly licking from pussy to clit. I used my thumbs to stretch her lips wide as I wiggled my tongue back and forth through her slit.
I took one of her lips completely in my mouth and gently sucked on it. At the same time, I reached up and under Holly's t-shirt to squeeze her breast through her bra. My hand easily found her nipple, and pinching it through the bra brought another soft whine from her. I continued this for a few seconds before returning my mouth to her clit. Again, I closed my lips and flicked my tongue back and forth, causing Holly to start bucking toward me. When I slipped a finger from my free hand into her pussy, she bucked harder and harder into my mouth and my fingers. I only had to keep this up for another couple of minutes before Holly cried out. Her pussy contacted over and over on my finger as she leaned further back on her arms, her head hitting the soft cubicle divider.
She moaned with each contraction, and I kept licking her clit at the exact same pace that got her here. When her orgasm finished, I quickly removed my mouth from her clit and removed my finger from her pussy. I pulled my hand out of her t-shirt as I stood up and pulled her toward me. She laid her head against my chest as she tried to catch her breath.
After a minute, Holly pulled away from my chest, looked at me and smiled.
"Well, that was a pretty good start at making this day more exciting. Got an any other ideas?" she asked with a chuckle.
"Actually," I said, as I grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and started lifting it up, "I do."
Holly lifted her arms so I could remove the shirt. She reached forward and mirrored the process, removing my t-shirt. I leaned forward and gave her a kiss as I reached behind her and unhooked her bra. When I slid it off her shoulders, Holly lifted one of her giant breasts toward my mouth, and I accepted the unspoken invitation. I placed my mouth around her nipple and flicked my tongue across it just like I had flicked it across her large clit. I pinched her other nipple between my thumb and middle finger, and Holly whimpered.
After a minute, I pulled my mouth off her breast and grabbed as much of each breast as would fit in my hands. I squeezed them over and over.
"Mmm," was all that Holly said as she closed her eyes.
After a minute, Holly reached forward and unbuckled my belt. She opened the button, lowered the zipper, and pushed my pants down. She rubbed my semi-hard cock through my underwear. She pushed my underwear down my thighs and stroked my dick again, bringing it to full hardness. When a drop of pre-cum appeared, she rubbed it around the swollen head.
"Fuck me, Richard," she said softly. "Right here on your desk."
