She sat at her desk at work, bored to tears. It was her first midnight shift at the inbound call centre and she had quickly realized why no one ever enthusiastically volunteered to work this time slot. A co-worker had just informed her that only two or three calls per employee came in each night. She silently cursed herself for not bringing a book or one of those Sudoku puzzles everyone was buzzing about. She fidgeted with the items on her desk, arranging her pens and other office supplies into a neat row.
She had only recently started working at the centre, as a means of escaping the retail hell she had previously been tied to for employment. She was thrilled to finally have a desk to herself and to be able to wear all of the cute business suits she had acquired over the years. She looked particularly good this evening, her short skirt accentuating her long legs and hugging her curves in all the right places. The camisole and jacket she wore highlighted the fullness of her firm breasts, and her chestnut hair framed her delicate face.
Eventually she got bored of arranging her desk and began to look around the office. Besides the co-worker that had told her about the lack of work on the midnight shift, there weren't too many other people around. Then she noticed someone sitting at a desk in the corner of the centre nearest to her. It was hard to tell from a distance, but he appeared to be quite good-looking. He must have felt her staring at him because he turned around suddenly and looked at her. He was gorgeous. Dark blond and blue eyed, he was classically handsome. His full, delicious lips broke into an amazing smile. She flashed a smile back at him, feeling the wetness between her legs intensify. Who was this attractive, sexual man?
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He found himself staring at a beautiful woman. Working another boring midnight shift, he had suddenly felt as though someone was looking at him. He had turned around to see what he assumed was one of the newly hired employees. She was striking. He longed to run his hands through her hair or underneath the short black skirt she wore. She had that curvy shape that he loved on women and he felt himself begin to stir at the thought of touching her naked body. He shook his head and looked away from her. Inter-office sexcapades were a big no-no. Still, he couldn't help but wonder...
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She found herself overtaken with longing for this intense man. She wondered if it would be wrong to try to initiate some sort of a sexual encounter with him. It had been so long since she had gotten a good fucking, the kind of fucking that a guy like this one looked more than able to provide. With a sudden burst of confidence, she inconspicuously slipped her panties off underneath the desk and slipped them into an envelope with a note. She walked by his desk and dropped the package in his lap. She winked at him and walked away. Now it would be up to him...
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He starred after the woman in disbelief. He picked up the envelope from his lap and peeked inside. He grew hard instantly when he saw that the envelope contained her lacy black thong. It was as though she had read his mind. He noticed that there was a note as well:
Bored on the job? Meet me in the women's washroom by the lounge and I
can guarantee that your night will be anything but dull...
