“Mmmm, this
might not be much of an office, but it definitely makes a good location for a
secret rendezvous,” she murmured.
The only
response she received was a soft grunt, which she took to be an agreement.
Josh’s lips were making a blazing trail from her ear lobe to her collarbone,
while his hands worked their way under her turtleneck and cupped her
lace-covered breasts. His fingers gently tweaked her erect nipples, eliciting a
soft moan from her. She bent her
head and kissed his neck, whispering in his ear how good he made her feel and
making promises for later in the evening.
“I want to make love to you. I want to feel your
incredible legs wrapped around me as I plunge deep into your hot, wet body,” he said in a soft, sexy voice.
She giggled and pulled back to give him an
amused look.
"What? I'm trying to be romantic and
sexy," he complained.
"I don't think it's working. The two of us
sound like a cheap romance novel." She grinned at the disgruntled
expression on his face.
"I'm *trying* to be romantic," he
repeated. "I want to make love to you."
"Here?" she asked incredulously.
"Yes, here. Tell me you never thought about
making love in the White House."
"Well, maybe," she confessed with a
slight blush. "But, Josh, here? We’re in some poor White House lawyer’s office.
I'm not sure this would be right."
"I just thought we might have some privacy
down here," he admitted sheepishly. "It's not like I can shout to the
world that I'm dating you; anyone could walk in on us in my office. I miss
you," he added.
"You see me all the time," she
countered.
"But not like this. At work, I can't kiss
you. I can't touch you. And I want to touch you all the time," he said as he
pulled her back into his embrace.
“I want to touch you, too,” she replied. Her
hands went to his tie and began to unwind the knot. She undid a few of the
buttons on his shirt, then pulled it from his pants, her hands sliding
underneath to touch his bare skin. She skimmed her hands along his chest and
then circled his back with her arms. Her lips met his and they shared a searing
kiss.
Hearing a noise from outside in the hallway,
Donna tore her mouth away from his and cocked her head to the side and
listened. "Wait," she whispered.
"What?" he whispered back, although he
was unsure why they were whispering.
"I thought I heard something."
"What?"
"Footsteps, like high heels clicking on
concrete."
"Donna, there's no one down here but us. If
you don't feel comfortable doing this, then we don't have to," Josh
conceded.
"I really thought I heard something. Maybe
it was my imagination." She shook her head in confusion.
"Are you sure? I thought it would be nice
to steal some time away together, but if you don't want to do this..." he
trailed off, letting her decide.
"No, I do," she answered shyly and gave him a gentle
kiss on the lips. Soon, they were both panting with need and desire.
He reached for the fastening on her slacks but
stopped abruptly. "You're sure you’re ok with this?"
"More than ok," she answered with a
stunning smile. She reached for his belt and quickly dispensed with it and his
pants, pushing them down his legs until they pooled at his ankles. She then
undid her own slacks and pushed them and her panties down in one quick motion.
She hopped up onto the edge of the desk and gave Josh an inviting look.
He shuffled forward until he was standing
between her opened thighs. "I -- want you so much," he whispered.
Donna suspected he had been about to say
something else, but decided not to question him. Instead she looped her arms
around his neck and pulled him closer to her. "Make love to me."
"With pleasure," he responded. He
pulled her body to the edge of the desk until their hips were flush against one
another and used his hand to guide himself into her warm wetness. Once inside,
he grasped her soft buttocks and began to move. He slowly pumped in and out, the
tension and speed growing with each thrust. His buried his head against her
shoulder, his lips and tongue stroking the soft skin of her neck in time to the
rhythm of their bodies. Finally, when he thought he was about ready to explode,
he felt her muscles tighten and heard a small whimper. The whimper grew louder,
until it became a stifled scream as she came. A few more deep thrusts into her
tight passage, and he joined her.
**********
Donna caught a glance of the time on her watch as she was zipping her slacks.
"Oh my gosh, Josh! It's 10 minutes to 4."
"So?"
"So, you have a meeting with Leo and Palmeri at 4 sharp. And
I’m supposed to talk with Margaret and the others about setting up a weekly
assistant’s meeting. And we really
shouldn’t be seen leaving here at the same time. What if someone starts to ask
questions about why we keep disappearing together? I can't believe I lost track
of time like this!" By the time she was done, Donna had worked herself
into a panic.
Josh gently took her by the shoulders and looked her in the eye.
"Calm down, Donna. Finished getting dressed, then head back up to the
office. I'll wait 5 minutes and then go straight to Leo's. Nobody will suspect
a thing," he calmly suggested.
"But your watch --"
"-- sucks, I know. But it can tell me when 5 minutes have
passed, even if I can't say exactly what time it will be. C'mon, you have an
office to run." He gave her a quick kiss and then steered her toward the
door.
"Five minutes," she reminded him.
"Yes. I've got it. I'll see you after the meeting. Maybe we
can order in some Chinese," he said.
"Ok. See you later," she replied and then dashed out the
door.
Josh waited the required 5 minutes and then walked out of the
makeshift office. He had gone only a few steps when he nearly collided with
Toby, who was rushing in the opposite direction.
Toby whirled around. "Josh?"
"Yeah?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Uh, Donna needed some help finding
additional filing cabinets. I just came down here to see what's still
available," he ad-libbed.
"Why didn't she check with Office
Requisitions?"
"I... don't know. I'll go find out."
He ran a hand through his hair and bounced on his feet, getting ready to flee
if Toby asked any more questions.
"Ok, then. I'll see you at staff
later," Toby replied, seemingly satisfied with Josh's answers. He turned
on his heel and continued down the hallway.
It was several minutes later, when Josh was on
his way up the stairs, that it occurred to him that there was no reason for
Toby to be down there either.
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