After Hours
written by:
Patrick Francis

It was a long week, a really long week. A lot of times you can say that, but this week just dragged on since Monday. Client meetings, calls, estimates, more estimates... it just never stopped. Robert worked in a small graphic production company in Wilmington Delaware. He was new - if being there for a year meant new. He always felt it took a full year to get use to any job. Well, it's been a year, and it felt like he was just getting his head wrapped around things. Everyone he worked with was great - some were better than others, but overall the team was really good. When new projects came in, they came through the account reps. He would meet with them to talk about the details, and often spent hours with each rep. Like in any workplace, there's some people you like to work with, and some you could do without, and there's some.. let's say.. you hope every job is one of theirs. Robert felt at ease with Laura from the moment he met her. She was extremely easy going, sharp, and always knew what to say when a client got demanding.

This week, everyone was waiting for Friday to be over with. For the most part, everyone at the office had separate lives - not a lot of hanging out between co-workers, but today someone mentioned going to happy hour after work and everyone's eyes lit up, and one by one, almost everyone was going and buzzing about it.

"Alright, I've waited long enough!" Laura announced out her office door into the main office area. "If anyone calls, I left for the day. Who's with me?" She was putting on a sweater and looking around. That's all anyone needed to see, almost instantly everybody was shutting down their computers. Nobody here had to be told twice.

"What can I get ya" boomed the bartender over the din. Laura was walking up to a few others who made a bee line to the bar and already got things started. "Pinot" cut in David, "And I'll have a Guinness". Laura was taken by surprise, "How did he know that's what I drink?" she thought to herself. "That's ok, right?, I'm sorry, I should have asked" said Robert. "No, no.. good choice". The bartender came over with two glasses and handed them to Robert. Laura was behind him talking with someone from receivables. Robert turned and handed the glass to Laura past a couple other co-workers. Trying not to spill anything, his hand got into the awkward position of passing the glass off one handed. Neither one knew how let go from the glass without spilling it.

They looked each other in the eye with a smile. "Do you..umm.. got.." Robert stammered. Laura was laughing, but they were both enjoying the challenge. Robert loved the light brushing if their hands, but soon enough she had the glass. Laura took a sip. "God this is good", she thought to herself. "I need this so bad". She looked up and noticed Robert start talking to Tara. "What the hell is this" she thought. Tara was never on Laura's good side. Their work relationship never got off to a good start mainly because Tara tried to make moves on Laura's old boyfriend at an office they both worked at before coming to where they are now. "Great" Thought Laura to herself "I'll never know what's going on here." She took another large swig from her glass.

"I thought I'd get you another, you looked low". It was David, standing there with a fresh glass. "Oh you're a life saver" she thought. "Thank you... again.." "Don't mention it" he replied. "I was looking for you, Tara was talking my ear off, it's always a little obvious what she's looking for" David rolled his eyes. "What have you been doing?" he asked. "I was talking to Trent, but he went to play pool" she replied. "I don't want to spend all night here, I'm probably going to head out soon" Robert said. "Me too, I was thinking the same thing" said Laura. There was a slight awkward pause. Laura really wanted to be leaving with Robert. "Dammit" said Laura frustrated.

She surprised herself, she's usually composed, but after this week, and a couple glasses of wine.. "What?" Robert looked at her. "I forgot the folder with everything for Tuesday's meeting on my desk". "No problem, no problem" Robert said consolingly. "Look we were both heading out, my car is back there, so I have to walk back, let's go back to the office and you can get it, it's dark now anyway." The two quickly downed their drinks and walked toward the door. "I'm tired of this" thought Laura. "I want to go home, I want this week to be over... and I'm tired of wondering if Robert is interested in me" she thought. The two made their way back to the office.

Robert unlocked the door. All the lights were off, he already disarmed the security system. Everyone must be gone for the day, he thought. "Laura, where are the lights? I've barely ever been here in the dark to know where the switches are". She walked toward his voice. "Go over to Shirley's office, right along the wall by her door". It was pitch black, he was running his hand around the wall by her door. Laura was trying to find the switch too. By accident, their hands met on the switch.

"Right here" said Laura "Where?" said Robert "Here" "Where?" "HERE!" Laura was giggling now.

Both their hands were on the switch; by this point Laura was grabbing Robert's hand and slamming it up and down on the switch, both of them laughing. "Oh, here?" Robert said one last time. He flicked the light on, they were looking directly at each other but quickly broke away.

"Hey, where's the rest" Robert said standing in a dim office - he's never seen it this way before. "It's after hours on a weekend - only half the light go on - it's a green thing or something" said Laura. "So what did you need to get? A folder?" asked Robert. "Yes, it's in my office.. Was that the door?" Laura asked concerned. "No, I locked it - no offense - I just don't want someone walking in here after hours" said Robert.

Laura's mind started racing. The perfect opportunity? She called out from her office "Hey Robert, could you help me close this before we leave - I always close it for the weekend, but forgot". Robert walked in and saw Laura leaning over her desk by the window trying to grab the cord to close the blinds. He was stopped in his tracks. Laura was tall and had a very nice body. Even know it was casual Friday, she was wearing a knit sleeveless dress. The way she leaned over the table made the dress ride up the back of her thighs, not revealing much, but enough. More than he ever saw before, he totally lost his train of thought, now only thinking about her great legs and where they led to. Jesus - he thought to himself, that dress is so good for her.

"Umm..let me get that for you" Robert was flustered, he felt his face go warm. He walked up behind her to grab the cord, that now is apparently stuck. "You have to pull it.. to the side, then pull back.. but it's not working" she said, still standing there pulling the cord to the side over and over again. Robert tried to grab the cord, Laura was jumping up and down, but slipped against the window. "Can you grab it?" she asked. Robert was trying to, but Laura wasn't moving out of the way. He took a half step, and another half step, he was right behind her. Clack-clack-clack.. the shades finally came down. The light was partially blocked from a streetlight outside. Laura turned around and sat herself on the desk in front of the window, right in front of Robert. The two stopped, barely lit from light leaking in from the hall and the street light outside.

"Are you sure the door is locked?" Laura said quietly...innocently. "Yes, I made sure myself" replied Robert. "I.. I'm glad you're here" Laura said with a smile, looking at Robert. Her stare was memorizing to him. He loved her gorgeous eyes. They captivated him. He's never seen them up this close. The two found themselves standing there, starting at each other, frozen in time. Robert's heart felt like it was about the beat out of his chest. Laura leaned forward to meet Robert. The two were just inches from each other. Robert felt his face get even warmer, he could hear Laura exhale..then inhale, then she stopped, the only sound was the light click of her parting lips. The Robert could feel the warmth from her face, she was leaning closer, slowly. Her wonderful floral perfume smelled fresh and entrancing. He never noticed it quite like this before, it was warm and nice. Her bangs brushed his forehead, he looked up, and they finally kissed. Laura moved her knees apart, bringing Robert in closer as she sat on the desk. Her ankles wrapped around the back of his legs, flats dropped off her feet with two soft clunks. She ran one foot up the back of his calf muscle. Robert loved this. He always snuck looks at Laura hands and feet. They were perfect. He thought back to the days in the past summer where she wore open toe shoes. Laura always paid particular attention to her toenail polish. He hoped she never noticed how often he checked, or tried to check - it must have been obvious. And yes, she did notice him checking.

Her short dress was riding up her thighs as Robert snugged in. Laura had a particularly long torso. Between the desk height and Laura's body, she and Robert were at the perfect height to kiss while she remained sitting on the desk. Their bodies drew to each other. Robert's hands wrapped around her lower back to pull her closer as Laura opened her legs more. She sat up while Robert pulled up her wonderful dress, leaving it bunched around her hips. While they enjoyed playful caressing and exploration of their lips, Laura's hands slipped down to Robert's belt. She slowly and skillfully unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his pants. Briefly Robert stopped kissing.

"Are you OK?" Laura whispered, but with a voice full of concern and wishing for him to take her. "Yes" He replied with a pause. She could feel his hands trembling. "What's wrong?" She was really hoping he wasn't getting cold feet. She wanted this so bad, but most of all, wanted it to be the magical experience she's fantasized about. "I'm sorry.. Truthfully, I'm a little overwhelmed" Robert exhaled. "Do you want to stop? We can just.." As the words left her mouth, Robert ran his hand up from Laura's back, to her neck, to behind her head, and brought her face to his, and they engaged in a deep slow kiss.

She could feel Robert's thickness pressing against the soft material at the front of her striped boy shorts. She slid her hips forward to the end of the desk, pressing herself on him, starting a slow rhythmic motion. Their hands explored each other's toned bodies. She was definitely ready for him. But in her office? Too late now she thought, it could be on a busy street corner for all she cared. Robert couldn't believe this was actually happening. He's worked with Laura for what seemed a long while, and realized early on she scratches so many deep needs he's wished for in a woman. He's tried everything he could think of to get her out of his head. Often, he wished for her to do something that would turn him off so he could stop thinking about her - but she never did. In fact, with every interaction he fell more and more enamored with her. Laura hands unwrapped themselves from Robert, as she brought them to her own hips. She hooked her thumbs under the band of her boy shorts looking Robert squarely in the eye, and slid them down her long milky thighs then off her ankles.

Pushing Robert back slightly, she stood up from the table. He was still standing there waiting to see what she was doing. Laura hands gathered the lower half of her dress, pulling it up. He could see the wonderful smooth skin of her hips in the light from the streetlight. "This way" Laura whispered with a sly smile. At first Robert stood motionless, wondering what she was talking about. She turned around, teasing with her pleasure just visible under the hem of her dress. Leaning forward, she extended her hands so her palms and fingers flat on the desk, and then glanced back at Robert. This was her favorite position, she's always loved it, the feel of the skin on skin contact, knowing she was being dominated and how much Robert would love it.

"I want it this way" she whispered, with her flowing hair parting at the back of her neck. One hand came around to gather her hair and pull it to one side as she shifted her weight. Robert couldn't believe this, it was a fantasy come true. She looked so gorgeous leaned over the desk, lines of light and dark etched her back, shadows from the blinds tracing through the streetlight. His already half-undressed pants dropped to the floor then pulled his shirt over his head. Laura looked back to see his muscular chest and abs, the light from outside accentuated the shadows from his muscles and shoulders. Below she could see how built he really was. She also noticed how he was hanging down, full, like a thick tool ready for work. The sights of this instantly sent shivers through her body. She reached her hand up the back of her thigh, lifting her dress up even more, and looked Robert in the eye. Robert stepped up and placed himself against her. She felt warm and wonderful. Minor movements. Adjustments. The back of her thighs were brushing the front of his.

Her body felt electric, she could feel him, slowly making progress, backing out, going in a little further, and deeper, slowly, with sensual determination. He was surrounded with her, they were as one, bodies finally pressed as far as they would go, then backing out, then forward again. Laura led the way, pausing, enjoying. The cool surface of the desk felt good, her face was hot from the wine and thoughts of how full she felt. Laura's left hand reached back, following Robert's thigh to his buttock. She pulled him closer, slightly picking up their pace. The two could move as freely as they wanted now, varying their speed and depth. Robert took Laura's lead as she rocked back into him, sometimes with a light slap, and at other moments coming to an almost-stop. The two were losing themselves in each other, the line where one ended and the other began blurred. Through their quiet pleasure, both were suddenly shocked back to reality by the loud clunk of the office front door closing.

"What was.." said Robert. "Shhhh.." quipped Laura. They both froze. Someone must have come into the office. Neither one of the moved for fear of being discovered. They waited. They could hear voices, a female, familiar, they both realized who it was: Tara. Surprise surprise, she has a guy with her. They strained to hear who it was. Laura hoped it was just the two and no one else came back with them. They could hear some faint giggling.. talking. Sounds like she brought back a guy from the bar. Laura held still with Robert behind her. Both of them were terrified, but not enough to separate. They were enjoying the feeling of each other and waited patiently.

There wasn't much talking anymore, did they leave? They could hear Tara say something. Sounds like they were still in the lobby. Sounds of change on the floor? No, the sounds of a belt buckle? Robert was able to lean back and get the angle to look out the crack of the door of Laura's office. He leaned forward to Laura's ear. "See if you can see out your door" he whispered. Laura turned herself to look. Out in the lobby a man was seated in a chair while Tara's could be seen on the floor in from of him "That's why she's so quiet" Laura whispered. Sounds could be heard from Tara's new friend. Thinking they were alone, he was getting quite loud.

Laura took this as a good time to start up again. She moved slowly at first, but soon returned to the rhythm like before, but quiet and moving more softly this time. Robert was admiring how gorgeous Laura looked, rocking back and forth, her hair catching the light from the window. She was turning her head, looking at the two in the front hall. Her eyes were getting accustom to the darkness and she could see more of what was going on.

Tara was defiantly keeping herself busy. The man in the chair was sitting straight up with his head back. Tara had one of her hands in front of her face, guiding and stroking him while her other hand disappeared between her own legs. Both of them were getting close form the sounds of it. Robert was really enjoying the feeling of Laura's buttocks pressed against his groin. She had a wonderful ass, and she too was enjoying the pressure and the angle of Robert's cock filling her so well. The small of her back was now visible, he moved her dress up even more to the point where it was around her mid-section. The two were getting close, but the sounds from the hallway were a distraction as much as a turn on. Robert leaned forward to Laura's ear "Do you like what you hear? Tara is such a dirty slut." he whispered. "I know... It's so fucking dirty" She hissed, barely able to talk.

She was wondering the last time she felt so full and satisfied. She felt Robert lean forward and leave light kisses down her neck. From the hallway the man started to climax, they could hear him, then Tara. She must have been treating him well from his yelling - and they didn't hear her - she was busy, her head buried deep in his lap, barely moving. Laura was surprised with what she felt next. Robert's mouth was open and kissing her neck with light caresses, then a little nip, which turned into feeling the light pressure of his teeth pressing the sensitive area where her neck meets her shoulder. Not enough to hurt or break the skin, but it heightened the state she was already in. The more she pushed back into him, the more sharp points of pressure she felt on her skin. This was the little push she needed to start the waves of pleasure rolling...and rolling...and rolling. She hugged the table as her groin ground itself against the hard flat surface. Robert was lying on top of her, his weight kept her in place as his hips bucked against her firm ass. The small bites sent shocks straight to the raging storm between her legs as Robert unleashed his own waves. She squeezed her walls down hard on him, grabbing him, holding him in, while his thrusts buried deeper and deeper. She couldn't get him deep enough. The two slowly came to a stop. The only sounds were the gasps of their deep breathing. A loud clunk and the front door slammed, followed by the delicate mechanical sounds of being locked from the outside. Tara and her visitor must have left. The two lay there, motionless, recovering, breathing, holding.

Robert felt Laura start to turn to one side. He backed away from the desk and sensed she was backing up with him. She steered him over to the couch along the wall and turned to face him. Her dress fell to the floor as she positioned herself flat on top of him while Robert's arms wrapped around her and brought her close. She lightly caressed his neck and made a place to rest her head on his chest. She covered the both of them with a fleece she kept across the back of her couch and closed her eyes. Satisfied.