She stopped, tilted her head to the side a little and rubbed her neck. It was late and she was working back to try and finish a report. Her chair was comfortable, but this particular twelve hour day had taken its toll. All the lights in the building were off except for the lamp she kept by her desk. It illuminated the documents she had been scribbling on and cast a warm glow on her face, contrasting with the bluish glow from her computer screen.

Pausing to rest her glasses on the desk she ran her fingers through her hair, yawned, and leaned back in her chair.

There was no telling how long she was like that, on the verge of falling asleep at her desk, when she heard a noise. Startled, she sat upright and swung around on her chair. She blinked a few times, peering into the darkness surrounding her and then realised she didn't have her glasses on. "Oh...

hi." She wasn't sure where the voice was coming from. He moved closer. "I'm Marc... do you know where I can find a Coke machine?" She couldn't help but think he looked a little like a lost sheep, and the expression on his face was equally as sheepish. "You must be new here, " she said, "there isn't one on this floor." She saw the disappointment on his face before continuing, "but there's one on the next floor, I can show you if you like?" He eagerly accepted and they took the stairs up a level.

He bought two Cokes and they sat and chatted. It turned out that he was new and had just transferred in from another office. She felt attracted to him, smiling when she realised she was checking him out to see if there was a wedding ring. They arrived back at her desk and he thanked her for showing him around. She smiled and there was a moment of awkwardness. She burped loudly, and look embarrassed. He laughed out loud and she joined him. She laughed so hard that she went to wipe a tear from her eye. When she opened her eyes he was there, and they didn't hesitate.

He gently nibbled on her bottom lip before pushing his tongue into her mouth and finding hers. He pushed her back and she sat on the edge of her desk.

Her short skirt bunched up as she wrapped her legs around his middle. She could feel how hard he was. She needed him badly.

He rand his fingers through her hair, and grasped a handfull.

One hand tilted her head back while the other supported her back. He rubbed his cheek against her neck, teasing her. She moaned a little as he pushed his hips against her groin and sucked on her neck and ears. Letting go of her, he sat on her chair, and moved near. She was making herself more comfortable as he slipped her panties off and tossed them aside.

She rested her feet on his shoulders and his head moved between her legs. He parted her lips slightly and slipped his tongue into her warmth. Her hands went to his head and pulled him against her harder as his tongue explored her length, circling her personal place, exciting it even more. She started gryating her hips against him as he pushed a finger inside of her, and sucked her into his mouth. His finger moved in and out of her slowly and easily.

He looked up at her.

She looked back and smiled. Suddenly, she pushed herself off the desk, startling him. She wheeled him backwards on his chair a little. Frantically, she went for his groin, unzipping his pants and unbuttoning his cotton boxers. His manhood sprung out.

She wrapped her hand around it and felt its silky smoothness. She touched the pre-come on the tip and then took him into her mouth. He leaned back in the chair as she took more and more of him into her mouth with each movement. One of her hands snaked up his shirt and over his muscled torso. The other cupped his balls and sqeezed them gently as her tongue danced around his shaft. His hands rested on her head. She stopped and leaned back. He slipped off the chair and sat in front of her.

They embraced and kissed deeply.

With one arm around her torso and the other behind her head he leaned her backwards and lowered her to the floor. She grasped his manhood and pulled on it. He moved near her, slipping off his shoes and jeans.

She pulled him closer and guided him into her entrance.

He slid right in and leaned in on top of her. His lips brushed hers as he began slowly sliding in and out. Her fingernails dug into his back as he sped up. The faster and harder he went the wilder she seemed to get.

He pounded into her and squeezed her as hard as he could as she came. Her fingernails clawed the length of his back as he exploded inside of her.

Her softness contracted around him as he continued to push in and out. He lay on top of her panting.

Sweat was glistening off of him. That wasn't too bad for starters.

"Do you always treat the new guys like this?" he asked. "Nope, " she replied and burped.