Overtime make me pleasure

“Well, you’re driving me a little crazy here too,” she said. “I’ve thought about you more than once,” she now openly confessed. “In fact…I’ve even gone into the women’s room at work once or twice in order to do something about that,” she now told me, her inhibitions, if she even really had any, going right out through the window.

“No shit! You have? Really?”

“Yes…really. I know you think I’m this shy, quiet and reserved woman, which at work I’ve tried to be, at least for the most part anyway. But as you can see…I’m not at all like that. I’ve been attracted to you for a while now, and I’ve been wondering, hoping that something might happen that would bring the two of us a little closer together.”

“Like sharing a bathroom?” I now asked, giving up on actually trying to pee, and turning towards her. Seconds after that, we stood kissing, deeply, passionately, her hand still holding onto my dick. It was then we both heard the sound of the elevator in use, coming up from the parking garage down below. “Fuck! Diya’s back!”

We still had plenty of time to adjust ourselves. Thank god for the sound of the elevator alerting us, which in the quiet of the night could be very easily heard. We hurriedly walked back to the end of the office where we were working just as the elevators opened and Diya stepped out carrying our dinner.

“Sorry it took so long,” she stated. “They were really busy tonight, I’m wondering if we’re not the only one’s having to work late!” With that, she handed Kris and I a couple of the bags as we quickly spread things out on the conference table we were working on and prepared to eat.

The fact I still had a hard on, and that Kris was still wearing what I knew to be a very mischievous looking smile on her face, promised to make the rest of the night a very interesting one. The fact of the matter was, I had no idea just how interesting things were really going to get!

All through the meal Kris kept licking her lips or sucking her fingers in what could only be described as a very flirtatious sort of way. I kept glancing at Diya to see if she was picking up on anything, but it didn’t appear that she was, though our conversation soon turned to our social lives, and what if anything we were doing for fun outside of the office.

Diya had even mentioned there was a convention coming up in a few months time, and that it might be fun for the three of us to attend it together, especially after all the extra hard work we’d been putting in. It was an interesting thought, made especially more so as I periodically got winks, licks, and signals from Kris that it could indeed be a lot of fun if we were to actually go.

We finished eating and got back to work. There was still another two hours of work ahead of us at this point. Everything had been sorted down into neat piles by account for billing and invoicing purposes, each stack now totaled up and itemized, which was Kris’s job. Handing the stacks back to me, I then took them back into the file room, located the appropriate customer box, and then labeled that month’s work, placing them inside. Diya was doing the same, walking the boxes she was working on back into me where I likewise labeled and then put hers back on the shelves where they were meant to go.

This normally was my least favorite function of the night whenever we worked late. For one, I didn’t spend nearly as much time around Kris as I would have liked, only making periodic trips back and forth from her desk, or from Diya’s back to the file and copy room labeling and putting things away again for the next month’s activities. Tonight however, Kris was seeing to it that even that aspect of our infrequent moments together were far more interesting than they ever had been.

We’d sort of started playing a little game, a very erotic, naughty little game. The fact that Kris’s desk was just outside of Diya’s office made it even more exciting, a bit more dangerous, adding to the thrill of it all. I had gone over to pick up yet another stack of completed paperwork and stood waiting for Kris to finish up with it. As I stood there, she once again reached over, fondled the still too obvious bulge between my legs for a moment,

and then giggled as I walked away back into the storage room with a very prominent tent poking through my pants. I had finished up, gone back, and was treated to a quick fleeting flash of her tits along with that same seductive smile on her face just as Diya came out of her office heading back to the storage room with a box she’d just completed going through. I followed her immediately of course, though somewhat awkwardly.

Diya had already dragged over the ladder by the time I entered the room. She looked like she was going to put it up on the shelf herself.

“Here, let me do that for you,” I told her. “It’s pretty dusty up there, and no sense getting your clothes dirty if you don’t have to, that’s what I’m here for,” I said, taking the box from her.

“Thanks,” she said, smiling back, stepping down. And then I realized that she could quite easily see the still somewhat noticeable bulge in my pants as I stood on the ladder. She was standing off to one side, and as I slid the box into place, looking over towards her, her eyes were looking right at me, or rather right at the obvious. Hurriedly I placed the box, and then began stepping down, as I did, her face came up meeting mine.

There was a look in her eyes I had never seen before. And not only that, but I also noticed two very prominent, two very erect hard little nipples now pressing against the very form fitting tank top she was wearing. I knew without any doubt, it certainly wasn’t the room. If anything, it was particularly hot in there as it was such a confined space with little or no air circulation reaching it.

“No pRoblem,” I said, feeling a flush begin to spread across my face, especially as all I could do was stand there, try to pretend I either didn’t know I actually had an erection, or pretend I wasn’t aware she hadn’t noticed it, which she obviously had. If I moved, or tried using my hands in some way to cover myself, I’d have drawn her attention right back to it. If I said or did nothing, chances are she wouldn’t either. And though the damage was already done, I could only hope she wouldn’t react to it, or put anything together, in particular that Kris and I had been slowly teasing and torturing one another most of the evening.

“Ah Tom? Would you mind pulling down the Edwards files for me? I’d like to recheck those, go through them again,” she then told me. I had no choice but to step back onto the safety ladder, which I did, and then began looking for the box she wanted.

“I don’t see it,” I said after a moment, once again glancing over and through several labeled boxes.

“You sure? I’m positive it’s there,” Diya spoke, and then I felt her place her foot on the ladder as she stood behind me, climbing up in order to see a little better herself. Grasping the railing with one hand for support, she leaned into me for balance, pretending to look, just as I was,

and felt the sudden press of her full breasts against the back of my upper thigh. I basically froze in place, not knowing what to do, or if she realized I could feel her pressing into me. That was…until I felt her hand letting go of the railing, now coming to rest on my hip as she stepped up even further.

“Sorry, but I’m positive I put it back,” she stated again, now standing nearly on top of me.

“Maybe if I moved out of the way,” I stated. The platform I was standing on was just wide enough that two people could stand on it safely enough, especially with the rails running all the way around us. Turning, I allowed her to take the last step in reaching me, which she did, though she seemed to lose her balance in doing that,

and reached out in order to keep herself from falling, or in falling into me for that matter. Her action suddenly caused her to throw her arms around my neck, catching herself. If I felt the press of her soft breasts before…I felt them even more so now against my chest. And then suddenly, her hand, resting directly on the hard stiff bulge in my pants!