Kate paced nervously in the lobby of her law firm's office building, her high heels echoing loudly off the tile floor and high ceilings. She checked her watch again as she looked out onto Market Street, wondering where Matt was. It was 12:10 on Friday, July 6 and she was due to meet with the senior partners for her five-year review in only 50 minutes. Damn, she thought as her watched showed another minute had passed. Where was he?
Kate knew she'd be cutting it close when she agreed to meet Matt for "lunch" today. He was leaving that afternoon for a two-week family vacation in Michigan and wouldn't be back until July 20. On Monday it had sounded like a great idea--meet up at her office for one last round to hold them both over until he got back. The thought of him bending her over her desk or taking her on the conference room table had made her so hot she'd barely gotten through the last few days.
Now she wasn't so sure. With the meeting at 1:00, they'd barely have time for him to really ravish her, the way she knew she'd need it to get through the next two weeks. Kate smiled at the thought. Just a few months ago going two weeks without sex seemed like nothing to her. After all, she'd gone three years without it. Well, at least without sex worth talking about, she thought. Now two weeks seemed like an eternity.
Matt had returned home for the summer the second weekend of May, a month after her wild weekend with him and his roommate, Derek (who, Kate was happy to hear, was now boning Megan on a near-daily basis thanks to her). Kate and Matt spent the first three weekends of his summer break holed up in her house, screwing each other nonstop until both were completely drained. Matt stopped by late on most weeknights too, after he got off work at his summer job, so that Kate was getting it almost every night.
But by early June, they had settled into a slightly more relaxed routine. Both worked late during the week, Kate at her law firm and Matt at his summer restaurant job. He was off every Sunday, so he'd come over late Saturday and spend the night and next morning with her, Kate thought fondly as she imagined riding his morning wood. He'd also stop by a couple weeknights. For the first time in a long time, Kate was getting laid regularly.
This week, due to some assignments at work, she hadn't seen him since Sunday morning. As Kate again looked at her watch and saw it was now 12:19, she really started to worry. Her plan was rapidly falling apart but she couldn't handle missing out on one last tryst before their two-week separation. She wished Matt had a cell phone. After all, it was 2001 and everyone was getting one. But he couldn't afford it, he said. And besides, he didn't need one, he said, because he could just stop by late enough that she'd be home from work. Plus, it's not like she had much else going on socially, Kate thought somewhat sadly. They communicated mostly by AOL Instant Messenger, something Kate had never heard of until Matt introduced her to it. It allowed them to chat on their computers, both when he was at school and when they were both home. Mostly, it worked, and they'd even had a few erotic chats. But at times like this, it would be nice to be able to call him.
Just then, Matt hurried through the doors to the lobby, slightly out of breath. "I'm sorry," he said. "There was an accident and I had to detour, and then traffic was backed up and I couldn't find a parking spot. Is there still time?"
"Yeah, but we can't go to my office or the conference room," Kate said. As much as she wanted to, she knew it was too risky. Her five-year review would set the stage for making partner, which at her firm usually happened around year six for top performers like her. She couldn't take the chance of someone coming into the conference room early or looking for her in her office while Matt's face was between her legs. "Come on, I have an idea."
She led him to a door at the back of the lobby and up the stairs to the third floor. Her office was on the 14th floor, and most of the firm was on floors 14-18. However, they rented part of the third floor for storage and a couple large rooms used for document review projects. Whenever the firm had a big case, it hired temporary attorneys and interns to review boxes full of paperwork sent to them in discovery. It was tedious, mind-numbing work that Kate hadn't done since her internships and hoped never to return to.
As she opened the door to one of the document review rooms, she was relieved to find no one inside. Quickly checking the other one and glancing down the hallways, she was confident they were alone. Kate ushered Matt into the room, shut the door behind them, and began to kiss him. Matt yanked at her shirt, struggling to untuck it from her form-fitting light gray skirt. He eventually freed it and began to fumble with the buttons on her shirt in his rush to undress her. As he gradually got her shirt off, Kate kicked off her heels and unbuttoned her skirt. She slid it to her ankles and stepped out of it before shaking her light blue top free from her arms.
Hopping up onto the table, she sat on the edge and pointed her smooth, toned legs straight out. Then she put her palms down on the table just next to her hips and lifted herself slightly off the cool, polished wood tabletop. Matt put his thumbs and forefingers around her black thong, quickly sliding it down her legs and dropping it on the floor. Kate set herself down, bent her legs, and put her heels on the edge of the table as she leaned back on her elbows, now wearing just her bra.
Kate spread her legs. Matt sat on a chair and began to kiss her inner thighs, working his way all the way around her shaved pussy. By now he knew exactly what turned her on and could get her off in mere minutes. He also knew how to build her to the brink of orgasm over and over, letting it subside and torturing her for what seemed like an eternity. As he built her up today, Kate knew he'd quickly make her climax. As she got close to the edge, she began to moan loudly, hoping they were really alone. Her muscles tightened and her back arched as he continued licking her clit until...
He stopped. Kate felt his lips on her inner thighs, kissing them softly as he barely inserted his finger into her. "I need to finish," she said in a tone of slight desperation. "I have my meeting at 1:00 and oh God, that feels so good." His fingers were now all the way inside her, stroking her G-spot as he stood up and unclasped her bra with one hand. As he sucked her erect nipples, Kate moaned in both agony and ecstasy, loving how he made her feel but desperately needing to climax. He eventually moved his tongue back to her clit, bringing her to the brink of orgasm before repeating the process again and again. Each time she begged for him to finish her off and each time he denied her, telling her they had plenty of time. Finally, after almost 30 minutes, Kate climaxed powerfully.
Matt instantly inserted his fingers into her, hitting her G-spot just right until she had a squirting orgasm. Her juices sprayed all over her legs, still bent as her feet rested on the edge of the table. Her thighs and even her calves were wet. As Kate lay back on the table, exhausted, she heard Matt's belt jingle and his zipper go down. Just as she said, "Matt, I'm sorry, but we don't have time," he plunged into her, his hard cock driving deep inside her wet pussy. Kate cried out as he began to pound her, the table the perfect height to allow him to vigorously fuck her. She began to scream with pleasure as he thrust faster and harder.
Matt began to grunt loudly as he nailed her hard. Kate wrapped her legs around him tightly as he pulled her thighs toward him with his hands. She felt him tense and swell as he cried out loudly and his body shook. Kate knew he'd delivered a massive load inside her. Matt thrust into her five more times, filling her with additional streams of cum.
As he collapsed into the chair, Kate looked at her watch. It was 12:57. "Oh fuck," she said. "I have to go." Jumping off the table, she grabbed her skirt and quickly put it on, fumbling with the button in her rush to get dressed. Matt handed Kate her blazer and shirt. "I need my bra," she said. Looking around, she couldn't find it. "Fuck it, I have to go," she said as she frantically buttoned her shirt and stuffed it into her skirt. Grabbing her bag and shoes, she said, "I can't be late. Just leave my clothes here, I'll get them later." As she ran out the door, she said, "Have a good trip. Stop by the night you get back."
"Good luck," Matt called as Kate ran barefoot down the hall. Frantically pressing the elevator button, she was relieved that it arrived quickly and was empty. She gathered herself on the ride to the 14th floor, making sure her skirt and shirt looked okay. She put her blazer on, thankful it mostly covered her breasts. As the door opened, she stepped into her shoes and straightened her hair with one last glance in the mirror in the elevator.
Just then, she felt something wet on her leg. She knew Matt's cum was leaking out of her. It was exactly 1:00 and she didn't have time to stop in the restroom. Walking briskly across the lobby of her office, she reached the conference room doors just in time. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside for her five-year review.
Kate sat down at the head of the table as the last two partners shuffled in. They spent the first hour recounting her time at the firm, both the highs and the lows. Reviews were overwhelmingly positive, and Kate was excited to know she was likely still on track to make partner next summer. As they talked about her professionalism, Kate had to stifle a laugh. If only they knew what had just happened, Kate thought. Here she was, not wearing underwear with Matt's huge load dribbling onto her skirt, and they were raving about her professionalism and maturity.
Kate felt her nipples getting hard. Cutting it so close turned her on. She'd always been so conventional, always having sex in a house or hotel room. Getting fingered in the backseat of her car by Matt was the closest she'd ever come to doing it in public. Kate pulled her blazer together tightly as she thought about Matt fucking her on the table just before the meeting. The riskiness, the chance of getting caught, the sluttiness--all combined to excite her more than she expected.
"Ms. Harris?" she heard one of the partners say. "Do you have any questions for us?"
"Um, no, I don't believe I do," Kate said, her attention back on the meeting. "Thank you so much for all of the feedback and kind words. This has been immensely helpful."
"We do have one more thing to discuss," Jane Rogers said. "Remember a while back when I said you need to work on your oral advocacy?" Kate nodded, thinking about the blowjobs she'd given Matt and Derek since then. Probably not what she's talking about though, Kate thought as Jane continued. "Well, the firm has a couple small car accident cases that look like they're going to trial. The damages are limited and the insurance company is on board, so we'd like you to take the lead on those and see what you can do. You'll be the primary attorney and can handle everything from start to finish, if you'd like."
