"Mr. Conner, I'm on my way out. Is there anything you need me to do before I leave?"
Natalie bent over the back of Garrett's desk, knowing he would glance into the mirror behind her. She rested her chin in her palms, playfully tapping her cheeks with her fingernails in a rhythmical pattern. The neck of her sweater teased about the desk, lightly swaying against it. She arched her back, smiling and looking Garrett directly in the eyes. She would hold his gaze, knowing he would have to be bold to look anywhere other then her face.
"Maybe you could help me out with this before you take off." Garrett waved her over to his side on the desk, but she remained on hers, leaning over his entire desk. Her face was only a few feet from his. She squinted at the screen.
"This here is something I've been working on in my spare time. I'm thinking very seriously about seeing if it's feasible to operate. Tell me what you think." He glanced over her shoulder, into the mirror, and shivered slightly at the view.
Natalie was scratching the back of her thigh, her skirt stretched around her hips. The leg she was attending to was laying across his desk, the other still planted on the ground. This was no position any woman would be in, unless she was doing it intentionally. Garrett was silently going hysterical as the hem of her skirt lifted, revealing her shiny, smooth pussy to him. She obviously didn't bother wiping herself off after her little webcam escapade with his daughter. Her hand continued up her leg until it rested on her hip.
"It looks like it could possibly work. See this projection? It looks profitable." She turned to meet his occupied eyes. He quickly met hers, but she had caught him. She smiled.
"Um, yeah, I thought so too."
She curled her index finger under her skirt, running back and forth. Getting closer and closer.
She began saying nonsense, relieving the uncomfortable silence and making sure his eyes stayed on target. She ran her finger across the curve of her ass, lightly tracing it with her fingernail.
"That's what I thought. Look at these." Garrett opened two more files for her to hopefully take her time with.
Natalie, again, scanned the screen. He peered back into the mirror. Natalie's fingertip slowly dragged across her completely exposed pussy. Making a wave-motion with her finger, her thin, peach lips spread lightly around the intrusion. She lightly plunged her finger between the glistening opening. Garrett jerked, but she didn't flinch. She slowly worked her finger in and out, then pulled it out and laid her hand on her hip. He dared to look longer, even after he sensed Natalie had returned her eyes to him. A single droplet of milky-white liquid drooled from her lazily parted pussy, slowly creeping down the thin line to her clit. He looked back at Natalie, not hiding the lust he had for her.
"Sorry, my leg itched. These stockings can get on my nerves sometimes." She looked back at her legs, peering into the mirror, meeting his hungry eyes. She looked down at her fully exposed pussy, the droplet of liquid collecting against her hood, begging to be set free. She looked back at him, through the mirror, this time without a smile. She turned to meet his gaze, looking down at his crotch, then back up at him.
"Well they look very good on you. You're a very beautiful and talented woman, Natalie. I'm glad I snatched you up before someone else did." Garrett's eyes plunged between the neck of her sweater. No bra this time.
"I'm glad you snatched me up before someone else did too. But I think I'm the lucky one, Mr. Conner."
Natalie, in a single day, had caught Garrett in her web. Months of flirty comments and seductive glances had opened his mind to the possibilities. Every day, her professional, yet sexy attire kept his mind engaged in her. But, today, she had chosen to test the waters a little more then before. She had teased him that morning, showing him more then a girl half his age should. Now she was sprawled out on his desk, keeping just the slightest bit of professionalism by not purposely fingering herself in front of him. She left that to his perfectly positioned mirror. In just a few short hours, Natalie was now screwing with his mind, slipping her finger inside her drenched pussy. If it weren't for that mirror, he would never know. But now came time to see what his intentions were. Natalie knew he was enjoying the view; with one less obstacle to get in his way.
Natalie lowered her leg back onto the floor, slowly standing up. Garrett didn't want it to end. She slowly inched her way around Garrett's desk, pulling her fingers across the desk, behind her. She stood directly beside him, nestling her crotch into his elbow. She leaned over as if she didn't notice the warmth of his skin between her legs and pointed at the screen.
"This could possibly take some work. But don't you think you should get home to your lovely daughter?" She didn't take her eyes off the screen. She lightly draped her hand on his arm for makeshift support. Garrett fixated on the contact. Natalie stood up on her tip toes raising the hem of her skirt over Garrett's arm and slowly lowered herself down on to him. This was going way beyond flirtations.
Garrett closed his eyes as Natalie's smooth, hot pussy delicately made contact with his elbow. He felt the slightest bit of pressure--her lips melting into his arm. He sensed the droplet of sweet nectar instantly drip from the resistance. He opened his eyes. Natalie was staring right at him.
"I...uh, I think I'm going to stay here for a bit more and try to finish this up." Garrett was beyond keeping his composure. He wanted to take her right then and there.
"Well, don't stay too long. Have a great night. If you need anything, anything at all, you have my cell number." Natalie slowly slid off his elbow, prancing her ass around his desk.
"Have a good night, Mr. Conner," yelled Natalie from her office. Natalie disappeared down the hallway. Her fragrant, black, lace panties still on top of her desk.
Garrett looked at the shiny drop of juice laying on his arm. He tasted it.
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Garrett awoke, startled, to a door slamming and loud footsteps clonking down the office corridor. Giggles and low, hushed voices became louder and louder as he sat up from his slumped position in the office chair. He had fallen asleep. He looked at his clock; 10:16pm.
He had shut off his light, from the intense headache earlier. Obviously the three pills to alleviate the pain had made hi drowsy. His monitor had went into sleep mode. Dark everywhere, except the hall lights and the flicker of Natalie's computer screen. He saw two bodies in Natalie's office.
He watched the figures as they faced each other, close; obviously kissing. Then giggles and mumbles. He heard Natalie's voice, loud and distinct as her office light came on.
"No, that's my boss' office. He usually keeps the door locked. Now get your sexy little ass over here!" Garrett gasped as he saw another girl seductively strut over to Natalie.
She was about six inches shorter then Natalie, petite, with a killer little ass about to pop out of a pair of very thin, white, pocketless pants. Garrett could see the stitching through the material, obviously not pants you could wear panties with. She had a nice, thin body; good small hips and long, dirty blonde hair in big bouncy curls. She had her back to him, so he couldn't make out her face. She wore a small, tight pink tank top that showed off a tiny tattoo on the small of her back and her thin, smooth arms. Natalie had on what she had worn to work.
Natalie wrapped her slim fingers around the girl's neck, slowly digging her nails up through her hair, up her scalp. The girl's small hands cupped Natalie's face and both of them began kissing, making incredibly sexy, wet noises. Natalie's hands traveled down the girl's arms, her fingertips lightly grazing the stretched material across her ass. She cupped her tiny ass, lifting her off her feet slightly. The girl lifted herself, wrapping her legs around Natalie's waist. Natalie walked her over to her desk and gently sat her on it, kissing all the while.
Garrett glued his eyes to Natalie's hands as she stared into the girl's eyes, lifting her little top above her head and lightly dropping it on the desk. The girl's bare back was simply beautiful, with that nice, defined line running up the center of her back and two sweet, little dimples on each side of her lower back. Garrett could see the silhouette of the girl's perky little breast. Her tiny, erect nipple disappearing into Natalie's mouth. The girl's head fell back from the sensation, cooing lightly. He saw her face-young and round, sweet, little soft cheeks and thin pink lips. Her curls draped across the desk as Natalie guided her back onto the desk top.
Natalie unbuttoned the girls skin tight pants, unzipping and tugging hard to release them from her hips. She kissed the girl's stomach, easing the pants down her legs, giving them a sharp yank to release them from her feet.
