Paul stumbled into his office at just past 5:30 in the morning. His eyes still heavy with sleep, he noticed that his bin had not been emptied from the night before. Paul noticed these things as he was obsessed with cleanliness. He heard someone down the hall and wondered who on earth would be in at this hour. Assuming it was another panicked worker, he sat down at his computer and logged on, intent on getting his presentation done.
In the dark recesses of Maria's mind she heard some one else on the floor, but it didn't register with her. She was slightly panicked as she was at least 4 hours behind on her night cleaning duties. Her single objective was to get the offices tidied before anyone turned up. She knew she didn't have much time, but this was the last floor, and things didn't look too bad. She rounded the corner and rushed into office 514. Her mind a million miles away, she lunged forward and grabbed the bin lying next to the desk.
Paul nearly jumped out of his skin as the woman rushed into his office. She grabbed his bin just as he yelled out, lack of sleep had meant he wasn't as focused as he usually is. His senses were down and he hadn't even heard her coming down the hall. He jumped back in his chair as his bin went flying across the room, its contents spilling across the floor.
Maria crashed to the floor heavily as the man yelled out. She looked up at him with as much surprise as he was looking at her. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as the adrenaline pumped through her veins. She hadn't been caught out like that in a long time, and he had given her a proper scare.
'What the hell are you doing in here!' Paul half yelled. He was trying to sound firm and confident, but he just ended up sounding wounded after the scare she had given him.
'I'm so sorry! I was just emptying your bin. I didn't expect anyone to be here this early. I'm running late and I have to get the offices cleaned before anyone comes in, or I'll get another warning. It's not my fault! My car wouldn't start, I had to wait for my sister to finish work before she could give me a lift in and I had no other way of getting here...'
Paul began to recover himself and started to laugh as the young lady sat decidedly un-ladylike on the floor rambling on. His smile grew wider and his laugh a little louder until finally he was into a full fit of laughter.
Maria sat hurt on the floor, more her pride than anything else, as the man started laughing. It was then that she had realised in her shocked state she had started to tell this stranger her life story. She stopped mid sentence and started laughing as well.
Paul recovered himself slowly and realised as he looked over at the girl that he was looking directly up her skirt. Her white with red polka-dot panties were on full view. She wasn't wearing any tights and her lightly tanned thighs looked like heaven to his tired eyes. Her legs were toned but not overly muscled.
Maria had looked away as she was laughing. She calmed her self down and looked at him. His eyes were on fire as they looked between her legs. It was then that she realised how she was sitting. As she had fallen over she had landed legs open wide, her skirt had ridden up and she was sat lying back on her elbows. Not the most ladylike of poses for such an encounter. She quickly sat up and brought her legs together and smoothed her skirt down her legs.
Paul realised he had been caught gawking between the woman's legs. He quickly got up and rushed to help her back to her feet. He offered her his hand and as she grabbed hold he introduced himself.
'I'm Paul by the way, you gave me quite a scare back there!'
'You and me both! That's the first time anyone has ever been here when I'm cleaning!' Maria answered as she was pulled to her feet. It was then that she got a good look at Paul. He wasn't overly tall, but had a rugged look to him. She smiled to herself as she realised that maybe it was just sleep in his eyes. He did smell very good though. She wasn't sure if it was him or his deodorant, but he definitely smelled good.
'Thank you, I'm sorry I scared you like that' Maria continued now that she was back on her feet composing herself.
'It's no problem. Shall I help you tidy this mess up?' Paul was looking at the piles of paper and yesterday's lunch that had been thrown around the room.
'Oh my God! What have I done!?' Maria was looking down at the floor and couldn't believe what she had done. 'I'm so sorry, please just leave this to me, I'll be out of your way in no time at all!'
Maria dropped back to the floor and quickly began picking up the rubbish from the floor. She was flustered by the way he had been looking between her legs. God only knew how much he had seen. She was still thinking about how good he smelled as she tried to collect the rubbish from the floor.
Paul was surprised, again, as the woman dropped to the floor and crawled away from him. He had never met anyone quite like her before. One second he was staring at her panty covered crotch, the next he was staring at her ass as she crawled away from him. It was turning out to be a very strange morning. He thought he should help her out as she was struggling to pick up the tiny bits of paper that had been Paul's report. He had torn them up in a bit of a rage when his boss had told him how bad it was. Now he was staring at the woman's ass as she fought with the paper in the carpet of his office.
Maria wasn't having much luck picking up the paper. Her fingers were like mittens as she struggled to pick them up. She knew she should go and get the vacuum cleaner to pick them up. But she wasn't ready to leave his office yet. She became aware of his presence and turned to see him crouching next to her trying to pick up the pieces of paper.
Paul realised quickly that it was a fruitless effort to try and pick up all the paper. He gently placed his hand on her back and said so.
'We'll be here forever trying to pick it up like this. Come on, this is pointless.'
