Chris was taken aback when he first saw her. He had heard amazing things about her ability to close the trickiest cases, but when he walked into her office the day of his interview, he felt unable to breathe. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. Woah, he thought, as he came into the room. He tried to be professional, but her allure was undeniable: she maintained eye contact at all times, and smiled warmly, batting her lashes at him every time she blinked. Whether this was intentional, he really didn’t know, but he sure as hell wouldn’t mind asking.
Walking into her office that day, holding Mrs. Davies’ file. He knocked on the open door and let himself just inside the room. Jessica was standing by one of her file cabinets, reading a piece of paper. She looked up at him and smiled. She took a few seconds to let him just stand there in front of her, so she could admire him. She didn’t care much for him when he first came to the firm, but he was so polite, and when she actually looked up at him and analyzing all of his features, did she actually realize how handsome he really was. Chiseled jaw, dark brown eyes, and a well built frame. He was so dedicated to his job and so active all the time, she started wondering if he had that same attitude in other aspects of his life. Guess we’ll find out tonight, she thought.
“Yes Chris?”, she asked, never taking her eyes off his.
“Uh… the Davis file you were asking for, Jessica. I just came to leave this to you.”, replied Chris, nervously. He knew it was unprofessional of him to appear as a horny teenager, so he really made an effort to pull himself together. He handed the file to her.
“Ah! Yes. Thank you very much Chris. Would you please close the door? I have something to discuss with you.”
“Oh… sure.”. Chris stepped back towards the door, and closed it slowly. Jessica offered him a seat in front of her desk, while sitting on her own chair.
“I’ll be direct. The reason I wanted you to stay is because I want to assist me in the case. You’ve worked hard and I’m giving you a shot at this.” Chris’s eyes widened. “I’m trusting you, so I hope you make an effort, ok?”
“Yes ma’am. Thank-thank you so much.” Jessica smiled. He felt like she was almost killing her with that smile.
“Don’t mention it. Just make sure you have some coffee ready for tonight. You’re going to need all the energy you can get! I have no problem with all-nighters”, she informed. Chris tried to stay cool, ignoring the fact that what she just said could be interpreted in many different ways. He stood up, thanked her, and left. He was going to give her a good impression that night.
Chapter Two
Chris glanced at his watch. Seven o’clock. Everybody else was starting to leave, talking about their plans for the weekend. Not him this time. He was checking his e-mail when Matt, another intern, came up to him.
“Heard you’re stuck here for a while longer”, he said, taking the empty chair next to him.
“Yeah. Guess I had that coming, didn’t I?”, they both chuckled.
“I wouldn’t think of this as a bad thing, though”, Matt informed.
“How so?”
“Dude, you have Jessica all by herself in an empty office.”
“So?”
“So, she’s hot man! I’d totally do her if I had to stay.”
“You really need to get laid man. Go, get out of here. Find some broad to hook up with. I will be here, working”, Chris made sure he stressed that final word.
“Whatever, man. If you come in on Monday and tell me you didn’t bang her, you’re gay.”, they both smiled. Matt stood up and left.
Twenty minutes after everybody else had left, Jessica approached Chris’s cubicle.
“Hey, Chris. I thought we could look over a the file together?”, she asked.
“Hey! Sure.”
“Good. Get your stuff and come into my office then.”, she smiled and walked away. Chris inhaled sharply. They were going to be together. In the same room. He tried to shrug it off. He could handle that. He was a big boy. He got his files and walked in the same direction as her.
About an hour after they started working together, his mind had stopped working. He would read the same line over and over again, without taking in any information whatsoever. He looked up at Jessica, that looked exactly the same. She yawned, covering her mouth with her hand, and stretched her arms and arching her back. Chris found himself staring at her breasts, that seemed larger with her position. Before he could look down, she looked at him and smiled.
“Maybe we could take a break now?”, she asked. Chris nodded, and leaned backwards on his chair. He unloosened his tie and popped out the first button of his shirt. Jessica looked away, licking her lips and wishing he could pop up a few more buttons. They stayed in silence, staring at random places inside the small office, trying to figure out what happened next. Jessica stood up, went to her cabinet and pulled out a small bottle of whiskey. She pointed it at Chris, offering some. He nodded, and she poured two glasses. She then put it away, walked over to Chris, and gave it to him. He thanked her and made a small gesture of raising her glass. She leaned back on her desk, still standing and took a sip of the liquor, feeling a slight burn as it went down her system.
“I hope I didn’t ruin your plans for the weekend”, said Jessica, breaking the silence. Chris chuckled.
“No, it’s ok. My friends understand”, he replied.
“That’s nice of them,”, she said. She waited for any further comment, and continued. “And your girlfriend?”
Chris’s eyes widened. “Oh… I don’t… I don’t have a girlfriend. I mean… I used to, but that was a long time ago…”, he stuttered nervously.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.”, she said, “I just thought… you know… you’re young, and nice, and good looking…” He laughed nervously.
“Thanks, but no, I’m cool like this.”. She nodded, understanding.
“Yes, I know what you mean.”, she looked away. “I get it.”.
“What about you? I mean, if it’s ok to ask”, he asked nervously.
“It’s ok. I’m alone, as well. I don’t have much time for something serious, and men don’t get that I have to work more than them.” She laughed to herself. “So it’s just me, myself and I these days.”. Chris raised his eyebrows. Jessica realized what she just said. They both laughed, and Jessica turned red.
“No! Not like that! I mean… you understand, right?”, she stuttered. He smiled.
“I do. Way too much. You gotta do what you gotta do, right?”, in any other place and time, this conversation would have been labeled as inappropriate and one of them would have lost their jobs because of it. But not tonight. “We are human beings, aren’t we? We need to let off steam someway, don’t we?”
Jessica felt a tingling sensation between her legs. She nodded. She crossed her legs and tightened her muscles. Chris noticed it, and leaned forward.
“Of course”, Jessica replied, “sometimes it’s much better… to have someone by you.”.
Chapter Three
They looked into each other’s eyes for a split second. Suddenly, Chris boosted up from his chair, crashing her lips into hers. Jessica moaned into the kiss, deepening it, welcoming his tongue, running her fingers around his head. He sat her on her desk, and interrupted their wild make out session for a moment, which made her whine, before realizing he was already busy taking her blouse off. He was so desperate it made him clumsy, but she wasn’t one for patience either. She ripped of her shirt, buttons flying towards every direction, revealing a black lace bra. Before he could act, she was pulling at his shirt, out of his pants and also ripping it savagely. He was ripped, six pack included. She suddenly climbed out of the desk, turned around so he was leaning onto it, and looked at him.
“You stay right there”, she commanded.
“Whatever you say, boss.”. He was ready to pin her on the desk and fuck her, but she had another idea.
She started tracing his torso with both hands, from his pecs to his abs, a
nd she stopped on his belt. She undid it, popped the button and unzipping his pants, and let her right hand slip inside his boxers. Chris tilted his head back and closed his eyes, letting out a deep groan. He was already half hard, and Jessica started stroking him lightly while taking off his pants with her free hand. She finally took out his boxers and stared at his long, pulsing member. She had felt it already, sure, but as it was getting harder, it was also growing in her hand. She had to stop for a moment to contemplate, and felt the moistness increase between her legs. Just imagining all she was going to do with it. It was hers. He was hers. This tall, strong man was hers to play with for that night. She smiled wickedly. He opened his eyes and looked at her, staring at him. He saw her hunger instantly, and smirked.
“You like that? You like what you see, baby? You like this cock?”
“Yes”. Her voice was so deep, his member pulsed and she felt it.
“Then take it. Give me all you got.”. She took a step closer to him, and ran her tongue across his lips, as if giving him a preview of what she could do with her mouth.
“Don’t you forget who’s the boss here, Chris”, she reminded him. She then gave her a quick, wet kiss, and started leaving a trail of kisses that lead downwards, beginning with his neck, clavicle, chest… she would lick, suck, and bite as she desired. Chris felt like he was going to explode. He loved her teasing, but he needed her.
“Please…”, he begged. Jessica was already down on her knees, holding his cock in one hand, inches away from her mouth. She was breathing hard, and he felt her warmth so close to him, it was excruciating.
“Do you want me to suck your dick, Chris?”, asked Jessica. They both knew the answer was extremely obvious, but she wanted to hear him say it.
“Yes. Please baby, suck my cock. I want to come inside that lovely mouth of yoursssss”, he hadn’t been able to finish the sentence before Jessica took him in completely. It took him by surprise. She was teasing him so much before, he thought she was going to do it slow. But she was so fast and intense, her head bobbing frantically, he let out what seemed like a scream, but he couldn’t really tell. He placed a hand on her head, pulling at her hair. She moaned and he felt the vibration on him. He couldn’t do anything but close his eyes with delight. He was ready to come at any moment, but tried to delay his orgasm, as he didn’t want the moment to end ever. She then reduced her pace, just to quickly increase it again. This change in rhythm made him crazy, and forgot about what self-control even meant. He looked down at her, and the sight of her eating him was just too much for him. He didn’t want to come just yet, but there was no way that would be avoidable if she kept going. So, ignoring all the voices inside him that wanted to take him over the verge, he stopped her. She looked up, slightly fearful she may have done something wrong. He lifted her up and swiftly turned, sitting her up on the desk.
“You know what? You may be my boss at work… But right now, I’m in charge.”. She smiled and opened her legs up for him, while he ran his hands up her legs, pulling up her skirt. He reached her core, and smirked to himself when he felt her wetness going through the fabric of her panties.
“You really want me that desperately, Jessica?”, she moaned and nodded, breathing hardly while he ran soft, slow circles with his thumb over her. “Now you say it. How desperate are you? How badly do you want it?”. She locked her hands behind his neck.
“I want you really bad, Chris. I want you to fuck me real hard. I’m wet just for you… please, please fuck me.”. Now she was begging, and he loved it, but who was he to deny her god-given right of a good fuck? He tore her panties and threw them away, making her shiver with anticipation. He slid two fingers inside of her, circling her core. She moaned and started rocking her hips to increase the motion. Her left hand found her breast and started massaging it slowly, at the same pace Chris was moving his fingers.
“Such a bad girl. You really wanted it bad, didn’t you?”. She could only nod her head desperately and moan as a response, but that was enough for him. He circled her clit with his thumb, which made her release a series of short, breathy noises that drove him crazy. He felt his cock pulsing, and, shrugging off his desire to touch himself, closed the space between them, opened her legs further, and she wrapped them around him. He positioned himself just outside her folds, teasing her with his tip. She opened her eyes, pulled him closer and kissed him. He slided inside of her slowly, and they moaned in unison, their mouths opened, their tongues reaching out to each other, wrestling against one another. He pulled out and went inside her again, forcefully, making her gasp and pulling him even closer. He continued, increasing the pace, softly pulling out and then entering her again as hard as he could. The sound that was produced from their movement was unbelievably hot and made them both lose it a bit more. After a few moments their pace was frantic and savage. He never felt anything quite like this before. He had had his fair share of girls before, but Jessica was different. She could make a porn star blush. She knew were to kiss, lick, suck, and the way she clawed his back with pleasure was death to him. And the sounds, the sounds, this woman, this goddess was letting out told him his orgasm was right around the corner. He begged this was the case for her too.
“Baby”, he said, never breaking or slowing down their rhythm, “I want you to come as hard as you can. Can you do that for me, Jessica?”. He stroked lightly her clit, and that was all she needed. She pulled her head back and screamed fiercely, feeling a wave of pleasure reach every nerve in her body. He followed soon afterwards, emptying himself inside of her. They both fell on the desk, gasping for air. They stayed like that for a few moments, his member still inside of her. After gathering enough oxygen, Chris switched them over so she would rest on top of him. They stayed in silence, until Jessica chuckled to herself.
“How was that for a late night shift, huh?”
“Oh, I don’t mind staying a bit longer. In fact, I’m pretty sure I can make this an all nighter, if that’s ok with you.”. Jessica smiled.
Chapter One
“All right, I guess I’m all set. Please, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”, Theresa told Emily.
“I won’t mom, don’t worry. I have no plans for this weekend, so you don’t have to worry about whatever it is you think I do when I go out.”, Emily replied. Theresa smiled.
“Be nice to Bill. He’s staying here to check up on you. I’ll be back tomorrow night. I love you,” said, kissing her forehead. With this, Theresa took a small duffel bag and walked out.
“Finally”, Emily thought. She smiled and walked upstairs to her room.
Emily’s mom, Theresa, was a salesperson. That usually meant that she would have to attend conventions at least once a month. When she was little, Theresa and Emily’s father had divorced, and she had gained full custody of her daughter. Never one for commitment, Theresa was usually always single, and had the occasional boyfriend, although nothing was ever too serious for her, as she focused more on her job than her personal life. Until Bill came into her life. He had a construction company, and they had met when she was trying to do some house renovations. They had been together ever since, for three years now, and, even though they didn’t live together, Bill would usually come to the house and stay for a couple of days, or Theresa would go and see him whenever Emily was with her dad. Of all the men that Theresa had ever brought home, Bill was the one she liked the most. That was the real problem.
She hadn’t thought much about him for the first few years; Bill didn’t really try to pretend to be her father, knowing she already had one, he decided it would be best not to interfere with the way her family was already raising her. They had a polite relationship, and even when she would step out of line, like run off with her friends to a party and come back home throwing up and crawling on the floor, he had stayed in his own lane, letting Theresa take any action she deemed appropriate.
But, as happens in life, Emily was starting to grow, and develop herself, and to begin discovering herself in a sexual way, like
any other girl her age. She never had an actual boyfriend, but she had a lot of boys in her list she liked to refer to as “friends”. Those friends, part of her social group, would tag along when she and her girlfriends would go out partying, or drinking and smoking in her best friend’s basement. Usually these activities involved drinking games, where a lot of sentences started with “I dare you to…”. She loved losing those games, and she had made out with several of the guys, a few girls, sucked one of her friend’s dick in front of everybody else as part of punishment, and even one day, jerked off another one in the middle of History class.
That was all fun and games, and she regretted none of it. But she wanted more. She wanted a man, not the little boys that would get boners if you stared at them for more than 10 seconds. She wanted to be fucked. And most importantly, she wanted to be fucked by Bill. So, knowing that her mom was leaving town for the weekend, she canceled all her plans and waited for him to come home. She knew it wouldn’t be easy; Bill probably would refuse at first, trying to stay loyal to Theresa, and what not. But Emily wasn’t giving up that easily, either. She had handled boys before, how difficult could it be to seduce a forty-something year old? If there was one thing she had learned already, was that men only thought about one thing: sex. And sex was exactly what she was looking for.
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