| Just Another Day at the Office Chapter 3 |
| It had been a month and it was now July. Work was going pretty good, but there was still that tension that we both tried to ignore. . . "Good morning, Justice" Michael said, as we past each other in the hallway. "Morning, Michael" I said. We tried not to make eye contact, it was too hard to, but he did look good. He was wearing a suit with his hair tied back and his smell. . . When he walked by I inhaled his sweet smell. I walked into my office to start work, and I checked my voice mail. "Justice, it�s Michael." Michael said, as I almost hit the delete button, but then I stopped myself, and let the rest of the message play. "I just wanted to ask you if you could meet me for lunch up top, where we used to have lunch. I kinda um. . well, I need to talk to you. . .So, I�ll see you then" Michael said, as I hung up the phone. I went into the bathroom to check my hair and put some lip gloss on. I felt nervous in the pit of my stomach, I don�t know why, I never act like this. A guy would never have led me to this point, but I craved Michael, I wanted his hands all over my body. . . I looked at my watch. It was noon. I headed up to the roof top to see Michael standing there. He smiled at me. "Come sit down, Just" He said to me, as he sat down at the patio set. "So, Michael, how are you?" I asked. "I�m doing good. It�s really busy around here, isn�t it?" Michael said. "Yes, it is.� I said. ** She was absolutely amazing. I craved her body, her wonderful big brown eyes, full pouty lips, her long black braids pulled back. Her white blouse was opening with the wind, showing her cleavage, her wonderful smooth brown legs crossed in her black skirt. I want her right now, I thought to myself. ** "Well, Justice, the reason I wanted to come up here and talk to you was, um. . ." Michael said, stopping himself. "Yeah, Michael, what is it?" I asked. "um . .umm. .just to tell you that once you�re done with law school, if you have trouble getting into a firm or whatever, you could be one of my representatives" Michael said, switching from what was really on his mind. "Oh, . .um . .yeah, that would be great. I�d love to" I said, smiling, but hoping he would have something else to say to me. The rest of the time we were up there we just talked about work, families, music. Nothing to personal, but it was so obvious what we wanted to happen. "So, Michael, I guess I better get back to work. I wouldn�t want you to fire me", I joked as we walked into the elevator. "Hehe . . How could I ever fire you? You�re one of the best employees here" Michael giggled. I smiled at him, and we just looked at each other while the door shut. He licked his lips, and I just glanced at him. I looked him right in the eye, and he moved towards me. He held my hands and kissed me. His kiss was so warm. . . I lightly bit down on his lip as we kissed. He sucked on my bottom lip, and our tongues collided. He moved my hands over my head and held them there, as he pushed me back against the wall of the elevator and moved up against me. I could feel his large cock pressing up against my spot. He was so unbelievably hard. It made me want him even more as I ran my hands through his hair, and held his face as we kissed. He began to kiss my neck and lick down my shirt he unbuttoned my blouse and kissed my breasts as he ran his hand up my leg to the inside of my thigh. He pushed my panties away, and entered me with his fingers as he started to kiss me passionately again. "Michael, oh my. . . yes . . yes" I moaned as his long fingers went even further inside me, rubbing me. . . Michael stopped, and hit the emergency stop button on the elevator, to stop it before anyone could come in. As Michael kissed my neck and breasts, I pulled him up by his tie, and pulled him closer to me. Michael picked up my leg, and I wrapped it around his butt, pushing him closer to me. Michael picked me up, and I could feel his cock pressing against me. I reached down and grabbed his thick hard bulge in his pants. I ran my fingers over the top of his pants, and I saw Michael eyes roll back in his head as he became even harder than he already was. Then, as Michael started to unbuckle my bra, his cell phone rang. . . "He..hello" Michael said, almost out of breath. He smiled at me. "Michael, what�s going on? Security just called me, and said the emergency stop button was pushed in the elevator. Are you okay?" one of Michaels partners asked. "Yeah, I�m okay, I�m alright. I�ll be down in a minute" Michael said, as he hung up the phone. "Sorry about that, Justice" Michael said, as he kissed me. "That�s okay, we�d better get going" I said, as I buttoned up my shirt, and fixed myself up. We walked off the elevator normally, like nothing had happened, and went back to work. I couldn�t do anything, I wanted him there and then. . . . . It was around 9:30, and I was still trying to finish off the work I had started. Everyone was gone, or so I thought, but then I heard a knock on the door. "Justice, can I come in?" Michael asked. "Yeah, of course, come on in" I said, excited that he was still here. "What are you doing here so late?" Michael asked as he walked over to my desk, shutting the door behind him. "I just got caught up in this, and I lost track of the time." I said, taking my eyes off the computer screen, and looking at Michael. "Oh, I see . . .Well, I�m going to head home soon . . .Do you need a ride?" Michael asked. "No thanks, I�ve got my car today." I said. The 2 seconds of silence we then had seemed like hours. Then, Michael walked over, grabbed me up off the chair, and kissed me. When we kissed, it was as if I was in another world. He stopped kissing me, and took off my glasses, and the clip, that was holding up all my braids on the top of my head in a bun, out, letting my long thin, black braids fall on my chest. Michael sat me on the desk and unbuttoned my blouse. He threw my shirt behind his head and ran his hands over my black bra. He took it off, exposing my naked breasts. Michael ran his long fingers over my breasts, making circles around my nipples, making them hard. He kept fondling me as I unbuttoned his shirt, and ran my hands down his smooth chest. He pushed me so I was lying on my back on the desk. Michael pushed everything off the desk as I lay on it. I laid back and just licked my lips and looked at Michael. "Justice, you are so beautiful" Michael said. I unzipped his pants, and Michael pushed down his black silk boxers. He pushed up my skirt and pulled down my panties. I looked down and saw Michaels large, thick cock, fully erect, waiting to enter me. Michael put his hands on my shoulders and took hold, kissing me before he slowly entered me. "Ohh Michael, go slow, please" I said. "You like it slow baby?" Michael whispered to me, as he slowly pushed himself into me. "Michael. . . . " I moaned as Michael began to move into me faster. "Yeah baby" Michael said as he thrust into me. "Go easy, okay?" I said. "Yeah, I�ll try, baby" Michael smiled as he was now fully inside me, grinding inside me. . . . "Ohmigod Justice you. . .are so. . . tighttt. . " Michael moaned, as he began to thrust himself into me harder and harder. He grabbed my breasts and sucked them as he readjusted himself inside me and lifted my leg up on his shoulder to fuck me harder as tears started to form in my eyes, and run down my cheek. "Ohmigod, Justice yes, yes baby. . ." Michael said as his eyes closed and his hair went into his face as he came. Michael slowly took himself out of me, and lay on top of me, kissing me. "Justice, are those tears?" Michael asked worriedly. "No, it�s okay, I�m alright" I said, as I wiped them off my cheek. "Justice, did I hurt you?" Michael asked. "No, I�m okay" I said, kissing him. "Justice, I�m going to ask you something, and you must tell me the honest truth, okay? Was I your first?" Michael asked. "Yeah", I replied. "You should have told me. I feel awful" Michael said as he got up and pulled his pants up. "Why do you feel awful, Michael?" I said, putting on my bra. "Justice, I had no clue you were a virgin. . . If I had known I would have made this more special, or I wouldn�t have been the way I was" Michael said, putting my hair behind my shoulders. "Michael, I wouldn�t change it" I said, smiling at him. "Well, I would have made sure it wasn�t in a office, on your desk. . . . I feel so wrong about this" Michael said, handing me my shirt. "Michael, it was my decision. I could have told you to stop if I didn�t want you to be my first, but I wanted you more than anything" I said, kissing him. "Justice, wait. . . This relationship. . . .Well, what are we?" Michael asked. "Michael, I don�t know" I said. "Well, realistically speaking, this has a very slim chance of working out. Justice, no matter how hard we try, I�m ten years younger than your father . . I�m old enough to be your father. You�re 21 years old" Michael said, putting his hands above his head. "Michael, who says we have to have a relationship where we stand equal and the same in every situation?" I said. "What�s that?" Michael asked. "I want you inside me again" I said, smiling at him, licking my lips. "Why you gotta do that to me, Justice?" Michael said. He started to smile, and kissed me as he took of his pants again . . . . |