The stock broker

The clock on the wall read 4:15, it was Friday afternoon. It had been a long week, tough one by his standards. Usually he closed his weekly deals by Wednesday sorting out the paper work and cruising along for the rest of the week. This week was nothing like it. Two deals had fallen through and the one that came in was not as big as he had forecasted. He was sitting in the cubicle trying to come up with a bridge for the miss in the number, he knew his manager was going to call him from the Atlanta office on Monday when he saw the reports. It was too late on a Friday afternoon to think clearly so while he attempted to concentrate on the bridge plan, his restless mind was already down at the car park lighting up a cigeratte and getting in to his flashy convertible. All he wanted to do was to sit in his apartment overlooking lower Manhattan on the 42 nd floor and sip on a good single malt. His wife had been away a while, visiting her parents in Australia.

He looked over at the wall again... 4:17, he looked across from his cubicle and saw Janet, or as everyone called her "The librarian". She was a country girl, simple, an excellent academic record had landed her in to this job with a decent stock broker firm. She only spoke when it was about work and had no interest in attending office parties or communal lunches. Her hair, brown and shoulder length , was always tied up neat. She had limited makeup on and on some days it was non-existent. Her glasses were what had earned her the nick name. Her eyes were a lighter shade of brown but it was hard to notice the colour. She was looking through her call out list to see if she had missed anything this week.

He swivelled his chair to go back to his plan when he saw Rebeca walking down the aisle. The Office hottie. Every office has one.The one who demands all the attention from every single male with a straight set of testicles in the office. The one who makes the most mundane of things like getting a drink from the water fountain a sexy "event". The one who is able to delegate all her work to willing and lovestruck interns. She wears high heels and steps over a few hundred broken hearts a day. Her short dresses are what motivates most of the employees to come to work on a Monday morning after a weekend of snow. Rebeca is walking down the aisle and she is looking straight at him. She flashes a smile, suddenly the week is not so bad.

Dan smiles back and

turns to go back before he ends up staring at her cleavage which is ample. She walks in to his cubicle and rest her shapely behind on the edge of his desk. stretching her long legs. Her short black skirt is over her knees. She folds her arms and waits for Dan to turn. He looks at her and is surprised that she is waiting for him.

"Yes Miss Rebeca, What can I do you for ?" He smiles. There is no harm in window shopping, he thinks.

"Do you have a copy of the Stanley file, My mail crashed and I have no hard copy of the file." Her sharp hair cut and streaks of blonde on hazel falls around her shoulders as she flicks it.

Typical of her, he thinks, she wants me to do something for her. "No! I did not find it useful so I deleted the file. There must be a hard copy down at the

archives."

No one wants to go to the archives on a Friday, an old storage room full of files in the basement is not really a place you want to be seen unless you are Janet.

"Will you come with me please? Some of the boxes are in some "very hard to reach places" She raises up one of her eyebrows and bites her lower lip as she says the phrase... there it is ... this is what I have been waiting for, he thinks. Making him do something for her and offering a little play of words in exchange.

"Yeah Sure"

They walk across the office to the far side. Get in the lift and hit B. As the

lift grinds to a halt at basement, he moves out of the way to offer her the first exit. Surely, men do this, not as an act of politeness but to ponder upon a woman's buttocks while she walks out.

They enter the archives and start looking for the file. There are some boxes on the cabinet that he drags down and starts to go through the files. There is an old wooden chair to sit that people often use as a ladder to take things down. The corner of the room has the Christmas decorations from last year and some old computer monitors that don't work. He shifts through boxes as she stands around looking at him. He locates the file in one of the boxes and raises it to her. She takes it and looks at the cover. "Thank you! Perhaps one day I may come of some service to you." She smiles and winks. Just a bit of harmless flirting, he thinks, "Yeah! now wouldn't that be

nice!"

"Right here! Right now?" He looks at her, wondering if there was a hint of real offer in her tone. As he stands up, he picks the box up and pushes it back over the cabinet. Wondering if he should flirt further to explore. Before he can act on his thought and come up with a sexual innuendo to test the water she takes a step closer, invading his personal space. Her high heels mean that she is almost face to face with him. He can feel her breath. He can see her red lips , the temptation is too much and he takes her by her hips and pulls her closer to his body. She is looking at him straight in the eye. She is testing me. He thinks as he moves away. Images of him sitting in the board room with the HR team discussing a sexual harrassment case with the cops flash in front of his eyes. She steps forward again. "Dan I want you right now! Lets

Fuck!" There is no flirty tone to that.

It sounded like he was at a bar and the bartender just dared him to down a shot of tequila. He loved tequila.

There is no second thought. This is happening and he is not letting this pass him by. He holds her by he hips again and this time they lock lips. Her red lips stick, he can taste it. Her tongue on his lips.his grip on her hips becomes a grab and soon they are groping at each others clothes. Her top snaps open as buttons fly, and his tie falls to the ground and his shirt is open. They know that they dont have much time. soon it will be five and some of the staff will come down to the basement to drive home. This needs to be quick.

The Top is now open and the much admired cleavage is on offer. Dan grabs the

soft roundness and the black bra that is pushing it up. He kisses the top of the cleavage as his tool is now turning in to a raging hard on. They both struggle for control and push and pull each other. The animal inside is out. He takes her hands and pushes her to the wall where she straddles him . Her heels falling off and the skirt riding up. " I am not wearing any..." He knows. He Unzips himself and they reach the chair. She grips the skirt up to her waist as he sits on the chair and makes his member accessible. They both look at each other as She lowers herself down, slowly on to him. A wave of pleasure runs through his rock hard member through to his chest. She feels her insides stretch as the head touches her back wall. Her eyes roll back as she sits there for a few seconds feeling him inside her, hard. His hands are on her buttocks as she frees her breasts from the black restraining bra. His mouth finds the erect and yearning nipples and starts

to suck on them. She raises herself for the first stroke and drops her pelvis on his cock again. This time faster and harder. He grunts, enjoying the rush of a fiesty penetration.

The second stroke is harder as her hands find his balls and squeeze them gently, making him breathe in sharply and his cock to jerk. He retaliates with a bite to her neck. The strokes become harder and faster as she bounces on his lap. Breathless after a couple of mins. she slows down and starts to grind her hips against his, stimulating the clit with friction. He is feeling her muscles tighten up as he enters deep with each grind.

She opens her eyes to see him, Janet is standing by the door watching them, her legs crossed, her hands on her breasts and her eyes

fixed on them. Rebeca stops for a moment, looks at Janet, smiles and continues to grind. Dan is enjoying this with his eyes closed and is not aware of Janet watching them.

She continues to rise and fall, grind against him and kiss him as they fuck. The Orgasms keep rolling and she knows that this is going to end with a big bang. She moves one of her hands down and touches the soft nipple on his chest. She leans forwards and kisses him on his chest taking his nipple in her mouth and nibbling on it.

He is close to the edge and her hand travels lower and reaches his cock that she is riding hard, She grabs the base of his member and squeezes it making him lose control.

She can feel the throbbing, Her grip tightens on his cock and preventing his sperm to rise, he has lost control of time and space. Then she releases him and the jet of sperm shoots through his pulsing cock in to her deep moist vagina. She can feel the jet hit her insides, and coating them with soft smooth velvety feeling. The Melting and oozing makes her orgasm hard and her toes curl up as they lock in a passionate kiss sucking and licking on each others tongues.

She lets him get soft inside her her own flowing juices trickle down his softening cock. She lies on his chest...kissing it and enjoying the warmth.