An Office Affair (Part One)

They offered her a “real” office again.

Not that Rory’s current cubicle was intangible. Just that it was exactly that: a cubicle. Her bosses passively reminded her that, as lead developer, she could have any available location in the building she wanted. The corner office on the east side of the building just opened up and had a luxurious view of the river that ran through downtown. It came with a solid oak desk, a personal printer, and, most importantly to her, a lock on the door.

She had very seriously considered the offer last time a corner office opened up. But that was five years ago. She was new to the company and wanted a kind of total immersion. At the time, she told herself she would move into the corner office in a few months, once she had a feel for things.

However, not a week later, they hired a new cybersecurity lead, Jax, and he quickly took over that corner office. The one that would have been hers. The one that was positioned perfectly out of view of all other cubicles except her current one. The one that gave it’s occupant clear view of her desk.

Rory turned the corner, rounded the wall of her cubicle, and sank down into her chair. She kept her eyes on the ground, not wanting to meet Jax’s piercing gaze yet. She didn’t have to look to know he was watching her. He was always watching her.

The office was mostly empty this late. Her team had already gone home. The clicking of a couple keyboards echoed from across the room, closest to the exit.

Her heart pounded with excitement. She decided to take a calculated risk.

A smile crawled across her face. She finally looked up, meeting his stare.

She slowly spread her legs for his viewing pleasure, as wide as the chair would allow. Her skirt slid up her thighs. She wore her black lacy underwear this time. One of his favorites.

His eyes darkened, and the desire in them made her quiver.

She kept her eyes locked on his face, even as his eyes trailed down to her chest where she was unbuttoning her blouse. Four buttons. Just enough to pull out her breasts. Rory cupped them up and together, presenting them to him. She rolled her nipples with her thumbs. She pinched and tugged them, pulled them into peaks, licked her fingers and rubbed the moisture into them until they glistened.

She left her chest exposed, enjoying the cool air on her wet skin. Her hands slid down to her knees. She dug her fingers in slightly, just enough to tug at skin, but not enough to scratch, and clawed up her way up her legs. She used her hands to spread herself open for him.

His eyes flashed storm-grey with lust.

Jax bit his lip as he watched her. She used one hand to brush aside the fabric of her panties. With her other hand, she started massaging her clit, slowly moving her fingers side to side, up and down. She toyed with herself, speeding up and slowing down as she rode the waves of pleasure. Soon, her eyes started to flutter shut. She tried, and failed, to maintain eye contact.

She thought she heard him growl, but the rush of blood in her ears drowned out the sound. She was getting close, but she needed more. She slipped her finger into her swollen hole, then added a second and pushed both deep, until her palm pressed against her clit. She stifled a groan and pressed harder, rocking into her hand to send shivers of excitement up her spine.

Eyes shut tight, she imagined Jax’s dark voice in her ear, telling her not to stop. She imagined his teeth sinking into the flesh of her neck, and his rough, thick hands caressing her body. A small whimper escaped her lips.

She opened her eyes as she approached her peak. She was close, but she wouldn’t let herself. She wanted him to take control, wanted him to know this was for him, that she was his. She needed his final word.

Her vision hazed with desire, unfocused and erratic. With effort, she forced herself to lock onto his face.

Jax smirked. The sight of his crooked smile almost sent her off the edge, but she dragged out the ascent just a little longer. She pumped her fingers, twisting to reach the spongy area inside that made her keen with pleasure. She fucked herself with her fingers, rubbed her clit, felt her muscles pulsing. She moved faster, straining for orgasm. So close. Close.

Nearly there.

“Stop,” he mouthed.

Rory nearly shrieked in protest. She’d been seconds away, had only needed a few more strokes. Her eyes watered with frustration as her body trembled on the verge of coming. Her insides throbbed, clenching involuntarily, hungrily around her fingers. She had to pull them out or she wouldn’t be able to stop herself.

She took deep breaths, her concentration narrowed to keeping control over her body. He’d told her to stop; he wanted her to wait. She could. She would.

She exhaled with a quiet sob and tipped her head back onto her chair.

“Aurora, do you have a moment?”

Jax’s stern, formal voice jolted her into reality. She hadn’t even heard him walk across the room. He loomed in his doorway, tall frame silhouetted by the sunset gleaming through his window. As she traced his figure, she noticed his pants were tented with his erection.

She cringed with aching desire. She had to clear her throat twice before she could even make a sound. “Yes.” Her voice came out surprisingly still for how much her body was shaking. “I was just about to finish something,” she chirped. “But I actually think I could use your help.”

“Great.” His deep voice strained to stay composed, sending her heart pounding.

She poked her head out of her cubicle, looking down the empty corridor. Without buttoning her shirt or pulling down her skirt, she hobbled across the hallway and into his open door.

His smile widened.

He closed the door behind them and locked it.

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