[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mzidr8/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_i_mf/)
[Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n31qq4/ashley_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_ii_mf/)
[Part III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ox6faz/ashley_and_mark_a_work_from_home_saga_part_iii_mf/)
Part IV – A face-to-face meeting
It turned out it was a VERY HOT day outside. Ashley had not bothered to check the forecast since…well…she honestly couldn’t really remember the last time she had checked the forecast. Being stuck at home meant that she had even less patience to listen to the droning of the weather report in the morning, so she had lately just opted to be woken up by some “wake up play list” that Spotify had recommended to her. The realisation of her mistake dawned on her as soon as she stepped out of her air conditioned building into the concrete and asphalt blast furnace of the city streets. Chiefly, she immediately regretted her choice of outfit for the day and bemoaned that she had chosen to wear long sleeves and pants instead of something more airy and flowy. Less than a block away from her apartment, she could already feel the perspiration forming on her forehead and her thighs beginning to chafe under her yoga pants. The mask on her face further compounded things, and was quickly becoming damp from the mixture of her respiration and perspiration. This walk to the office was going to be tortuous, and she cursed the VP for making her do it.
Waiting at a crosswalk, she sighed deeply and checked her phone for the time – 11:30, she better get moving it. Mark is probably already there, she chided herself, and she needed to ensure there was sufficient time for both of them to review the documents thoroughly. Ashley told herself that she will be damned to sign something so significantly important to not only the company but more selfishly her own burgeoning career without due diligence, and the courier was going to be there by 2:00 which frankly did not give them a lot of time. She knew Mark would feel the same, he would not want to rush the review. The commission from this deal alone would make his year, and be a significant feather in his cap for his ultimate plans of ascending to the VP of Sales. They were already grooming him as a potential replacement as the VP was close to retiring, and there were no other internal candidates more suited for the job than Mark.
Inside her own head, Ashley’s thoughts were as chaotic as the traffic on the street. Cars whizzed by her, horns honked, people were yelling about something. Ashley muttered to herself that it was probably the heat that was making them all cranky and bitchy. On one occasion, Ashley had to remind herself to be careful and not become a pedestrian pancake while crossing the busiest street. She kept trying to keep her mind on the work that awaited her, running through a mini-checklist in her head of absolute key items Mark and her would need to review together….alone….in an empty office…and Mark said he needed to put on pants…which he wouldn’t really need to bother with if….
Ashley shook her head to clear the intrusive, hormonal thoughts. This was business. This was work. This was the culmination of months and months of effort. This was so important to Mark, she could not let him down. She had to suck his….
More head shaking, more self-chastising. “Get it together Ashley!” she said aloud, drawing an awkward side-glance from the guy walking next to her. She tried to smile at him meekly before realising it was covered up by her mask. Panicked, she muttered “Sorry…” before speeding up, trying to leave his confused expression behind her. Despite her vocalisations and mental gymnastics, she could not deny that her mind was firmly in the gutter, and her body began to respond accordingly. Her clit was throbbing slowly now. Her tits began to ache too. Her whole body felt warm…and not just from the weather. She bit her lip and looked at her phone again, 11:45. That cleared up her thoughts in a hurry. “Shit. Hurry up. Still a few more blocks to go.” she told herself.
Many agonising minutes later, she rounded a corner and her office building was finally in view. She was now drenched in sweat from head to foot, and desperately needed water and air conditioning. At the doorway, she fumbled with the key fob which would allow her in the front door. Growing increasingly frustrated from a combination of stress and heat and hormones, Ashley cussed loudly, drawing more stares from passers-by. Ashley blushed bright red under her mask, hating herself for drawing so much attention to her predicament. After what seemed like an eternity, the indicator light on the door turned green and she pushed her way in, audibly sighing with relief as the cool office air hit her hot, sweaty skin.
The office was on the 5th floor, but instead of heading for the elevator she made a bee-line for the washroom in the main lobby. She burst into it and decided she would drink from the goddamn bathroom faucet, she was that desperate for hydration. Ashley ripped off her mask, put her hair up into a quick and messy bun, craned her neck and eagerly gulped cool, refreshing water from the tap. Then she took a couple handfuls of water and splashed it liberally across her face. It felt damn near orgasmic to Ashley, and she basked in the relief…until she looked in the mirror. In her mindless quest for hydration and relief from the heat, she had somehow totally forgotten that she had actually done her make-up today, and now her carefully applied mascara was running in thick black streaks down her cheeks. She yelped and grabbed far too much paper towel in an attempt to rescue her appearance. She dabbed and wiped and rinsed, but after several futile minutes it was clear that some evidence of the running black mascara remained on her pale cheeks no matter how hard she tried. Resigned to her predicament, she took a deep breath and frowned at her sad reflection in the mirror…and then her eyes widened as she remembered the time. Fuck! Her phone said 12:15. Double fuck!
Ashley threw her mask back on and bolted for the stairs, she decided she couldn’t wait for the elevator. She took the stairs two at a time because she was wearing flats and not heels, one of the good decisions she made today, she mused to herself. As she reached the 4th floor she was getting tired, her heart beating in her ears, long laboured breaths made seemingly more difficult due to the mask on her face. “Fuck…I’m…out…of shape” she bemoaned as she ascended the final few steps. Once atop the 5th floor landing, she leaned against the stairwell door to try to catch her breath, then used her fob to open the door. A few dozen steps down the hallway was the entrance to the company office which she hadn’t seen in months. Still panting, Ashley took a deep breath, swiped her fob again and opened the office door.
Ashley looked around and saw…nothing. There was nobody in the office. The receptionist must have left an alarm on her desk radio because music was playing from it softly. Ashley was used to seeing dozens of people walking around, the noise of keyboards and phones and casual conversation. However, aside from the soft music playing from the desk radio, the office was completely devoid of human presence and completely and utterly quiet. Half the lights were off, but she realised there was really no point in turning them on. It felt very surreal. It took Ashley a few moments to soak it all in, to realise how different it all was now. It made Ashley feel uncomfortable and an involuntary shiver gripped her for a moment. The empty office…it almost…scared her.
Ashley frowned and looked at her phone again, 12:30. Mark HAS to be here by now. She surveyed the office again, and noticed the door to the boardroom was ajar. He must be in there. She gave herself a quick mental pep-talk, and began to walk purposefully toward the boardroom. Once she was there Ashley knocked on the door…and she immediately wondered why? Out of habit? She giggled to herself at the bizarre nature of it all.
“I KNOW that giggle” came a familiar voice from inside. Ashley KNEW that voice too, and smiled broadly. Ashley quickly threw open the door to see Mark standing over the boardroom table, papers scattered all about. She noted that Mark had not, in fact, found pants but instead was wearing a pair of wrinkled and well worn cargo shorts, which completely clashed with his well ironed, long sleeved dress shirt. It honestly looked like he had grabbed them out of the top of the laundry hamper, Ashley smiled to herself. He must have been hot on the walk over too, because his sleeves were rolled up past his elbows and she couldn’t help but notice the damp sweat marks that pockmarked his shirt. Ashley’s attention was mostly drawn to his arms though…his strong, muscular, veiny arms…and his piercing blue eyes…and his broad, warm smile…she felt intoxicated seeing Mark in person again, and her mouth failed her as she fumbled for words. “uh…Hi Mark…uh…”
“Took you long enough, Ash! What took you so…..” Mark’s voice trailed off and his mouth hung open a bit. “Ash…babe…your…uh…”, he motioned not-so-subtly with his hands to his eyes, and cheeks.
Ashley froze as she remembered her make-up smeared face, her messy hair, and her own sweat marked, mismatched clothing. She realised she must look absolutely bedraggled and terrible; what a way to greet the man who dominated her thoughts on the walk over. It was that moment where all the various stresses – hormonal, physical and otherwise – she had endured that day conspired and crashed in an assault on her psyche. Overwhelmed by it all, Ashley started to cry.
“M-mark” Ashley sobbed, “….it was SO HOT OUT…and my MAKE-UP…and it’s so EMPTY here…and…and I…” she trailed off, tears openly running down her face. She felt absolutely mortified to be so emotional in front of him on such an important day. Ashley turned around to face the wall, her face buried in her hands.
She didn’t hear Mark approach her until she felt his arms wrap tightly around her waist. He was embracing her firmly from behind, and whispered softly in her ear. “It’s OK Ash…I just didn’t know if you knew…you look beautiful…and it’s so nice to see you…in person…”
This was the first human contact she had had in months…and…well… it didn’t do anything to calm her down at first. She sobbed even harder, emotions breaking and cascading through her, her tears streaming down her face. Mark used his muscular arms to turn her around and buried her face in his chest…his strong, hard, firm chest…”It’s OK Ash…let it out…let it all out…” he rubbed one of his big hands up and down her back, and held her head tightly against him with the other. Ashley cried and cried…but eventually she started to calm…Mark was so reassuring…so nice…and he smelled great…
Ashley broke the embrace and looked up at Mark with tear-stained eyes. “Th-thank you…Mark…”, she sniffled, “I’m…I’m so…so sorry for…” she paused as she felt more tears welling up in her eyes.
Mark put his hands on her face and cradled it softly yet firmly. “Now now Ash, no more time for more tears…” he smiled broadly, warmly, reassuringly. He used his thumbs to wipe away the tears that did escape her eyes and the caress of his strong hands felt comforting to Ashley.
“Here, Ash, maybe this will help…” and, unannounced, he planted his lips on her forehead and gave her a nice, soft kiss. Ashley closed her eyes while the kiss melted away her anxieties in a flash. It also awakened her hormones, she could feel them rushing in her veins and her body began to feel warm again. When she opened her eyes she smiled genuinely and looked him straight in the eyes…his wonderful, blue eyes…
“You’re such a good, nice girl, Ash.” Mark smiled.
Ashley felt a twinge of electricity run through her, such a simple phrase, but the sincerity of it, the past context of their “meetings”…Ashley had a praise kink…had she told him that? Ashley wracked her brain but couldn’t recall. Either way, she was now getting very turned on. Did he mean to do it? She searched his expression for teasing or malice, but only found kindness and empathy. Ashley bit her lip and whispered “…and you’re such a good guy, Mark…”
She had barely finished speaking his name and before she could say or think anything else, Mark placed his mouth on hers. Ashley found herself kissing him back softly and lovingly. Their tongues darted out and explored each other’s mouths, and Ashley was pleasantly surprised at how good of a kisser he was. They held each other tight at first, soaking in the romantic moment, making out slowly and deliberately. But soon the kissing became more impassioned. Intoxicated by the moment and scent of Mark’s cologne, Ashley remembered he liked his lips being bit (he had mumbled it in the middle of one of their meetings while he was close to cumming), so she playfully clamped her teeth firmly onto his lower lip. Mark’s reaction was primal and lustful, much to her surprise, and he practically moaned into her mouth, his hot breath washing over her face. Seeing him so turned on made instantly made Ashley soaking wet, and her clit throbbed hard and deep to announce this.
Clearly emboldened and irrevocably horny, Mark picked up Ashley’s petite frame with his strong arms and carried her to the boardroom table. She could feel his boner pressing through his wrinkled shorts and into her wet, throbbing pussy, and in that heated moment Ashley wished that she had worn a skirt instead because she wanted it inside her NOW, but her pussy would have to make do with just having thin layers of fabric separating his magnificent cock from her. The rational part of Ashley’s brain could simply not believe this was happening so fast, but her hormones reminded her she needed this…needed Mark…needed him to fuck her like he said he would in their meetings. Once Mark set her down on the table, she attacked the buttons on his shirt, practically ripping them apart, aching to see and touch and feel his hard chest. Once the last button came loose Mark ripped his arms out of his sleeves and just let the previously nicely ironed shirt fall to the ground in a heap. Mark’s physique was even more impressive in person, Ashley realised, and her pussy throbbed again. Mark then set out to remove Ashley’s top and Ashley eagerly lifted her arms to assist him. He pulled it over her messy bun in one smooth motion and threw it to the far side of the room. Ashley’s nipples were hard as diamonds, threatening to pierce the fabric of her bra. Ashley’s tits ached for Mark’s touch, so she decided to forgo additional time delays and quickly undid her bra for him, letting it fall to the floor alongside Mark’s shirt. Mark audibly gasped at her hard, perky tits and Ashley silenced the gasp with a rough kiss, grabbing his face with her hands.
Mark’s hands quickly mobilised – gripping and groping Ashley’s upper torso, tweaking and pulling at her hardened nipples and sensitive breasts. Ashley ran her hands all over Mark’s chest as well, loving how hard and firm it felt to the touch. The kissing became frenetic, tongues messily intertwined, mouths wet from shared saliva. Mark moved his hands down to Ashley’s waist and pulled her into him, his cock firmly pressed against the inseam of her yoga pants. She felt it throbbing against her slit, and her clit throbbed urgently, screaming at her to allow it to penetrate her hungry pussy. Ashley responded by wrapping her arms around Mark’s neck and thrusting her hips into him, slowly at first, then gradually picking up speed. Each thrust of Mark’s hips made Mark’s cock slide along the outside of her yoga pants, up and down her soaking wet slit, threatening to penetrate her but never fully succeeding. The tease made Ashley moan loudly, and Mark grunted with every thrust of her hips into him.
After a few short moments Ashley realised that an orgasm was building inside her, she had simply been too long without human touch and she had thought too much about this on the walk over. She could not control herself any longer. Ashley threw her head back and yelled “MARK! MARK! FUUUUUCK!!” as intense waves of pleasure crashed over her. Ashley’s hips bucked against Mark and her legs spasmed uncontrollably. Ashley’s breathing was ragged and she collapsed backward onto the boardroom table, panting. When the orgasm began to subside, Ashley’s eyes fluttered open and saw Mark staring at her with a confident smirk.
“I assume you just…” he began, and she smiled weakly back and nodded at him for confirmation.
“Then I should be a gentleman and offer to clean you up” Mark stated matter-of-factly. Before Ashley could either approve or deny the offer, Mark had wrapped his fingers around the waistband of her yoga pants and began to peel them off of Ashley, exposing her white panties that were clearly soaked through and translucent from her juices and cum.
“I think I’ve seen these before, but they look much better in person” Mark quipped, running his finger along the seams. Ashley squirmed as his finger caressed over her slit, her pussy and clit still sensitive from cumming.
“Do you like that, Ash?” Mark teased, a sultry look in his eyes, “What if I used my tongue?”
Ashley could do nothing but whimper, she craved his tongue. Not wanting to be teased anymore, she reached down and pulled her panties off quickly and tossed them aside. Ashley spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy to him, and began to lightly circle her still aching clit to really motivate him. Mark’s expression became animalistic, and he leaned in close to Ashley, whispering in her ear “such a good girl, Ash…helping me out…” This confirmed to Ashley that he abso-fucking-lutely knew about the praise kink of hers, and she was completely on board so she unabashedly moaned, loudly.
Mark, to his credit and to Ashley’s dismay, took his time. He began by nibbling on Ashley’s ear and whispering more dirty things to her. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Ash” “I know you want to fuck me so bad, like a good girl”, and so forth. The dirty words were so hot that Ashley manically rubbed her clit, wishing he would get his tongue down there to clean up her cum, her hips rising and falling as she fucked herself. “Mark, please….” Ashley begged.
“Please what, babe?” Mark teased her, nibbling at her earlobe. The sensation made Ashley groan and she abandoned her throbbing clit to slide a finger inside herself.
“Please….eat me….I need your tongue….your cock….” Ashley breathily moaned.
In response to her pleas, Mark moved his mouth to her neck and kissed her softly, taking his tongue and tracing it down to her collarbone. He sucked at her skin intermittently, and it send shocks of sexual electricity through Ashley. He next gave attention to her tits and nipples, sucking and lolling them around with his tongue. First the left one, then the right, then he pressed them together and managed to get both nipples in his mouth at the same time which made Ashley groan with pleasure again. Ashley took his head into her hands and tousled his hair affectionately, “Further…please…” she breathed. Mark obeyed and moved further south, over her stomach, down past her navel, down to her hip bones, kissing…sucking…licking…Ashley was practically writhing in anticipation, sweat beading on her forehead.
Finally his mouth rested above her vulva, gently licking and sucking. “Have you tasted yourself, Ash? You taste amazing.” Ashley responded aggressively by taking her right hand, which had previously been strumming her clit and then fucking herself while he worked his way down her body, and licked her fingers slowly and methodically for Mark, staring at him the entire time. “Such a good, naughty girl” Mark smiled before diving into her ravenous pussy.
Ashley gripped the table while he lapped her juices and cum from her pussy, his broad tongue circling her engorged clit while he fingered her lightly with his index finger. She sat up to watch him work, and grabbed onto his head with one hand while she propped herself up with the other. Mark then inserted another finger into her pussy and Ashley moaned her approval, his fingers were thick and filled her nicely, and he began curling them up against her g-spot. Ashley began to move her hips in rhythm to the strokes of his fingers, her breath becoming more strained through clenched teeth.
Mark’s tongue continued it’s assault on her clit, and he now was beginning to suck on it as well. Ashley could feel her juices flowing out of her onto his face, and when Mark came up for a quick breath, she saw that his face shone with her slick, sticky wetness in the harsh fluorescent light of the boardroom. Seeing him so passionately eating her pussy was intensely hot for Ashley and she loved every second of it.
Then Mark did something unexpected, and slipped a finger into her ass. As he pushed it into her slowly, she realised this was Mark’s turn to utilise the notes he had taken while she had been busy cumming in their meetings. Ashley had told him how much she loved having something in her ass and had demonstrated it more than once for his viewing pleasure. Unbeknownst to Mark, Ashley had recently been experimenting with plugs too, hoping to one day take his massive cock inside her tight ass. Thus, Ashley vocalised her appreciation of Mark’s attention to detail by groaning so loud she thought the walls would reverberate. Mark responded by redoubling his efforts, his tongue on her clit, two fingers deep inside her pussy and one gently in her ass. Ashley began to grind harder against him, thrusting onto his face and fingers. Another orgasm built inside her and she began to breathily moan “MARK! YES! FUCK! YESSSS!” Her pussy contracted hard around Mark’s fingers and flooded his face with hot cum. Mark eagerly lapped it up with broad, flat strokes of his tongue. Once again Ashley collapsed onto the boardroom table, which was now thoroughly soaked with her cum and juices.
Ashley basked in post-orgasmic bliss for only a brief moment this time, before propping herself up to look at him. She glared at him for a second before leaning up to kiss him on his cum coated lips. “Mmmm” she purred, “you’re right, I taste great. But I want to know how you taste…”
In one smooth motion she stood up from the table, and immediately got down on her knees. She looked up at Mark’s beautiful blue eyes, smiled broadly, and ripped his shorts down. Once again, his massive, meaty cock sprung out to greet her but this time it was right in her face instead of behind a video screen. It was wet with pre-cum and the scent of his arousal was intoxicating. Ashley took a hold of it in one hand and began to stroke it gently, eliciting a groan from Mark.
“Commando again, Mark?” Ashley teased with a smile.
“I….unnnhhh…I was…in a hurry….to…to get here….” Mark grunted
Ashley stared at him while she licked his cock from base to tip, and ran her tongue around the tip of his cock for a moment. Mark groaned in appreciation.
“I think….you meant to go commando…for me…” Ashley whispered erotically, “you wanted to fuck me, Mark…”
Before Mark could respond she took his cock fully into her mouth. Whatever Mark had attempted to say came out as anguished gibberish as she began to suck his cock rhythmically. She cradled his balls with one hand and stroked the base of his cock with the other, bobbing up and down rapidly with her mouth. His pre-cum tasted slightly bitter but Ashley didn’t care, she was lost in pleasuring Mark. Ashley had fantasised about this for so long she began to feel her pussy throb again. Mark’s breathing was becoming laboured, and she sensed he was getting close. So, abruptly, she stopped and brought her mouth away from his twitching and throbbing dick, a thick trail of saliva mixed with pre-cum trailing from her mouth.
She could almost hear the disappointed grunt in Mark’s voice as she stood up, wiping her mouth with a naughty grin. Mark’s eyes were full of lust and passion, and he searched her expression for an answer. Ashley responded by playfully pushing Mark back onto one of the boardroom chairs, the sound of his firm, toned, naked butt hitting the fabric abruptly resulting in a soft thud. Mark again began to say something but Ashley quieted him by pressing a finger to his lips.
“I want your cum Mark. Inside me. Inside my tight pussy…” Ashley whispered as she began to straddle him on the chair, “I want to fuck you like I fucked my dildo for you that first day…”
Ashley gripped his cock with one hand and braced herself against Mark’s muscular chest with the other. She teased him and herself by rubbing his cock fully along her soaked slit, back and forth. Mark grunted and Ashley breathed heavily in anticipation, her pussy aching for him to penetrate her. Finally, she positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and pushed down onto it. His cock was so thick that Ashley gasped in a mixture of pleasure and surprise, and Mark let out a long, breathy moan “fuuuuuccckk Ash….you’re unnnhhh…so…tight…”
Ashley didn’t say a word, she just began to fuck him. She rode up and down slowly, adjusting to his girth, each thrust sending shocks of pleasure through her. Within moments he was fully inside her, and every inch of him stretched her and made her feel amazingly full. She moved her hands to grab Mark by the shoulders and she began to gyrate her hips on him, doing it so her clit would grind on his shaft as she slid up and down and side to side. Mark grabbed her hips and pulled her in with each thrust, and soon they were fucking at a frenzied pace.
Mark was moaning so loud that it was echoing in the large room. “FUCK! UNNH! ASHLEY! UGGHH!
FUCK! YOU’RE SUCH A GOOD…UNNNHHH”
Ashley felt Mark’s cock stiffen inside her and absolutely pump her full of hot cum. The sensation made Ashley lose her mind and it was her turn to yell “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YES! YES! YES!”. Ashley’s vision went white as the most powerful orgasm yet ripped through her body. For several moments waves of pleasure emanated from her pussy and resonated to the far corners of her body, her legs shaking uncontrollably and her breathing was deep and laboured. Ashley collapsed onto Mark as she rode it out, unintentionally smothering him with her tits. They laid there together for several moments, content to be wrapped in each other’s embrace.
Mark was the first to speak, but it was comically muffled by Ashley’s tits in his face. “Aff, I phmnk youph sfirsed omf meef.”
Ashley, realising her tits were impeding his speech, laughed and sat back a bit, “I beg your pardon?” she inquired with a smile
Mark, still panting, reiterated “Ash, I think you squirted on me”
Suddenly mortified, Ash peered down and quickly discovered that she likely had. Mark’s cock, balls, thighs and the office chair were absolutely soaked with liquid. “OHMIGOD MARK” Ashley sputtered, “I’VE NEVER SQUIRTED BEFORE! I’M SO SORR-” she began to apologize but was silenced by a passionate kiss from Mark.
“Nothing to apologize for, Ash…it was quite hot” Mark cooed reassuringly, stroking the side of Ashley’s cheek.
They kissed again for a minute or two, enjoying each other’s company as they fully came down from their orgasms. After they broke their embrace, they smiled at each other. “Mark, this was such a great time…”
“Yes, it was a great…time….oh fuck!” Mark suddenly exclaimed, “TIME! ASH! WHAT TIME IS IT?!”
“It’s about 1:30!” came a voice from outside the boardroom, the sound which made both Ashley and Mark freeze. Simultaneously, their eyes darted to the boardroom door, it was open. *Did I leave it like that?* Ash asked herself, and she couldn’t remember.
“Who is that?” Mark whispered to Ash through clenched teeth.
“I don’t know!” Ashley said in a hushed voice, standing up to put her clothes back on as fast as possible. Then it dawned on Ashley. The clock radio…
Pivoting while pulling up her yoga pants, Ashley yelled out “Sarah! I didn’t know you were in the office!” Sarah was the bubbly, perky and fit receptionist whose radio Ashley had heard playing softly when she entered earlier, it was a coincidence that Sarah must have been away from her desk at that moment.
Sarah called back “I just got here, had some work to do in the file room! Files don’t put themselves away you know!”
Ashley forced herself to laugh loudly at the lame joke, while looking concernedly at Mark. Ashley mouthed to Mark “Do you think she heard us?” Mark, with a panicked look in his eyes, initially shook his head no, clearly thought about it for a second, then raised his hands as if to say “who knows?”
Ashley called out to Sarah again, “We’re just finishing up in here, I just need to sign these documents, organise them for the courier, and then we can be out of your hair!”
Sarah answered “Don’t worry, take your time!”
By the time Ashley had turned back around, Mark was just finishing doing up the last few buttons of his now wrinkled dress shirt, which at least matched the state of his shorts, Ashley giggled to herself. She announced aloud to Mark, “Well Mark, I think everything in these documents matches what we expected to be in here. Do you have any objections if I start to sign them?”
Mark mouthed to Ashley “You’re being way to obvious! Act cool!” Mark then cleared his throat, and said in a moderate voice “I think so Ash, we did lots of hard work on this and I’m confident that everything here is in good order. I’ll find you a pen”
“I have one up at my desk!” Sarah shouted, “Why don’t I come bring it to you?”
Mark and Ashley looked at each other, Mark motioning animatedly at the wet white panties on the far wall and the wet mess on the office chair. Ashley realised it also decidedly smelled of sex in the boardroom.
“NO!” Ashley bellowed, quickly realising it was an overreaction, and cleared her throat to reiterate, “uh…no, it’s OK Sarah, I’ll come get if from you”
Ashley glanced back at Mark who was frantically cleaning up the chair and table with some disinfectant wipes, trying to erase the evidence of the fun they had enjoyed. It would have been cute if Ashley’s heart wasn’t beating in her ears. Ashley gulped, and made her way calmly to the front desk.
Sarah sat upright behind the desk. She had shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes and a big, genuine smile. She was a bit taller than Ashley, but her figure was overall more lithe where Ashley was more curvy. Sarah didn’t have very large tits but they were a good size and suited her frame. She always espoused to Ashley the merits of her workout regimen, and had indirectly been the one who had gotten Ashley working on her butt because Sarah’s was absolutely fantastic. Sarah often would be the first to tell you about what squats had done for her, and it clearly showed.
Ashley remembered she had left her mask in the boardroom, “Shit! Sorry I can go get my mask” she offered.
Sarah giggled “It’s OK, I know you haven’t been out much so I trust that you’re not infected. I don’t go anywhere either aside from coming to the office occasionally.” Smiling broadly, Sarah extended a pen towards Ashley. “Here you go Ash honey….oh honey” Sarah suddenly frowned, “…your makeup…”
Ashley remembered the smeared mascara all over again, but she quickly recovered this time. “Yes, it was so hot on the way over that my sweat made it run and I smudged it really bad! I thought I managed to clean myself up but I guess not, I’m sorry!”
“Oh that makes sense…but…honey your lipstick…” Sarah inquired with furrowed brows.
Ashley had not considered her lipstick. She looked quickly at her reflection in the glass door and saw that her lipstick was definitely smeared all over her face. Mark had even left some on her neck and ears when he had worked his way down her body, it would have looked almost like a blood trail if it was a darker hue and not a softer pink hue instead. Ashley fumbled for words “I…uh…I must have…smeared it too…”
Sarah smiled at Ashley, and Ashley thought she could detect a hint of naughtiness in it. “Oh that makes sense Ash, you’ve been working Mark…I mean with Mark so hard. It’s quite gentlemanly of him to not notice it on you.” Again, Ashley detected Sarah’s suggestive tone. Had Sarah mixed up her words on purpose?
Ashley gulped and asked quietly, “Sarah…how long did you say you were back at your desk?”
“About 30 minutes. I dunno, I kind of lost track, just like how you guys were lost in your…work” Sarah giggled, and flashed another wicked smile to Ashley.
Ashley had a good working relationship with Sarah, but in this moment she didn’t know how good it was. Ashley knew that Sarah was one of the girls who fawned over Mark and his arms, so Ashley swallowed hard and took an educated gamble. “Sarah…I’ll tell you everything you want to know tomorrow, after we get this sent off with the courier. BUT PROMISE ME YOU DON’T SAY ANYTHING TO ANYONE.”
Sarah ran a finger across her closed lips, “These lips are sealed honey. I don’t worry about things that don’t concern me, I just like to listen…” Sarah emphasised the last word and Ashley now couldn’t help but notice that Sarah herself looked a bit bedraggled, her hair was messy, and her sleeves had been rolled up. Sarah was also wearing a skirt, and Ashley spied a pair of nylons bunched up on the corner of Sarah’s desk. It was at that point that it immediately dawned on Ashley exactly what Sarah was implying, and while the implication scared her a bit, it also turned her on immensely.
“Well…yes. Listening is a good trait to have” Ashley stumbled, “good talk, I’ve got to get back now and sign the documents.” Ashley turned and began to walk briskly away, but was interrupted.
“Ash, honey, you forgot the pen” Sarah giggled
Ashley’s face reddened as she turned around to come back to retrieve the pen. She took it graciously from Sarah this time, and smiled nervously. “Thanks, I knew that” Ashley quipped
“Pens are very ubiquitous instruments, Ash, you never know how much help they are until you need one…” Sarah smiled, and this time seduction clearly dripped off of her tongue. Ashley looked at the pen, looked at Sarah, and then back to the pen. “I agree…” was all Ashley could say, more than somewhat flustered at the whole exchange.
Having secured the pen, Ashley turned again and walked quickly back to the boardroom. Once she was around the corner, she eyed the pen again. Had Sarah…used this? Curiosity overcame her and she decided to smell it, hoping to smell Sarah’s sweet scent. Instead her nostrils were filled by the smell from her own hand, which smelled overwhelmingly of her own cum and Mark’s musk, so she honestly couldn’t tell. She might just have to ask Sarah herself later, she decided.
She entered the boardroom in time to find Mark straightening out the papers that had been made askew thanks to her being splayed out on the table before. He looked up to her and asked “Soooo….did she hear anything? Are we in deep shit?”
Ashley smiled and giggled, “I don’t think we’re in shit, everything will be fine.”
Mark looked at her puzzled, scratched his head, and finally said “Ooooook, well you got the pen right?” Ashley held it up triumphantly for him to see, not wanting to share any of the backstory behind it…yet. “OK then come here, I’ll show you all the places that you need to sign. The jerks didn’t even use those post-it flags to help us, bunch of assholes!” Mark laughed.
Once everything was signed, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Mark put everything in the courier envelope, and sealed it shut. “And that is that…congrats to you Ashley on a job well done!”
“And congrats to you, Mark, on earning a huge commission and a stepping stone on your way to VP of Sales” Ashley smiled back.
Mark laughed again, “Honestly, could not have done it without you Ash. We work well together.”
Ashley leaned in close to him and embraced him, then whispered in his ear “I don’t think that’s the only thing we do well together.”
Mark grabbed her ass firmly which made Ashley gasp and moan softly. “I agree Ash…”
They shared one last kiss, threw their masks on, and began to exit the boardroom. “Wait! Ash! What about these?” Mark stood there holding Ashley’s white panties, she had not put them back on.
“Keep them, as a memento. ” Ashley winked at Mark. Mark saluted her jokingly and simply stated “Yes babe! Thank you!”
Mark and Ashley arrived at the front just as the courier entered the door. They handed the package over, he scanned it into his tablet, tipped his cap, and was on his way. It was very anticlimactic considering what else had happened that day, Ashley mused to herself.
“Well I guess I will see you around sometime” Sarah said to both Mark and Ashley, “Ash, be sure to keep in touch with me, I have lots of catching up to do with you.” Sarah finished with a not-so-subtle wink.
“Yeah, see you around Sarah…” Mark said somewhat nervously, unsure of the situation.
“Hit me up on the company messenger,” Ashley blurted out, “I’m always on there.”
With the awkward exchange over, Mark held the door open for Ashley while Sarah waved goodbye to both of them. In the hallway, Mark and Ashley embraced again, and tore their masks off to kiss for a moment.
“Please find an excuse so we can have another in-person meeting” Ashley sighed
“I’ll do my best, believe me” Mark answered, running his strong hands up and down Ashley’s back.
Ashley giggled and gave Mark a final quick peck on the cheek, before masking up and heading for the stairwell. The sun once again beat down hard on her while she walked home, but Ashley was too content to care this time. The only thoughts running through her head was now about Sarah and what their conversation would look like in the morning….
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