Working late

Chris was going to be working late, again. Becky put her phone down on the sofa after reading his message and sighed. The money his job brought in was good but the long hours were boring for her and they both knew it. The office wasn't far and she had her car, she knew her way around his office, a plan coming together in her mind...She pulled up outside his work, his car was the only one there. She knew he wouldn't be able to see it from his office, or from anywhere else he might wander while he was there. She texted him, asking how his work was going.Her phone buzzed, saying it was going well without anyone else in the office to ask for his view on their work, but he was about to have a break and head to the kitchen to make a drink. She knew this was her chance and quickly got out of the car and walked around the corner of the building. The side door was always left open and she stood next to the doorway as she heard footsteps coming down the metal stairs and across the floor. She waited until she heard the door to the corridor leading to the kitchen shut and quickly crept up the stairs, opened the door and slipped into the warm room.It was easy to tell which desk was his, all the others had monitors that were switched off, his twin screens showing the seat model he was working on displayed on one, the other with emails and data sheets scattered on the desktop. The image behind them wasn't visible but she beylikdüzü escort knew what it was. A photo of the pair of them walking along the beach at sunset, it had been taken on their honeymoon and they'd been charged way too much by the photographer looking to make easy money from tourists but here it had pride of place where he could daydream about being back there, instead of at his desk.She knew it wouldn't be long before she'd hear his footsteps coming back up the stairs and quickly got under his desk, moving all the way back so he wouldn't know she was there until she wanted him too. She was reaching for the zip of her dress when she heard him returning. That would have to wait.Chris sighed as he sat down at his desk, his can opposite his mouse as he sunk deeper into his chair, his legs spreading under the desk. His phone flashed before he started working again. He read the message, "shame I'm not there with you, the office to yourself, bet we could have plenty of fun x"He grinned to himself, Becky always was able to make him smile, and get his mind wandering. He replied to the message, "what would we be doing if you were here too?"He tapped at the keyboard, tweaking the dimensions on the model he was working on, waiting for the next distraction. "What would you like me to do? I could hide under your desk while I use my mouth on you... or would you rather I was sat beylikdüzü escort bayan on your desk, legs spread for you?"Becky struggled to hide her giggle as she heard him chuckle reading her message. He replied, "maybe under the desk first then you can sit on the desk while I repay you..." That got more of a response from her body than she was willing to admit, just the thought of his tongue between her legs as well as the thought of him filling her mouth as he was meant to be working...Chris sent another message, a little impatient at the lack of a reply, "unless you'd rather I just bent you over the desk?" Becky suddenly realised that she was daydreaming and replied saying that that could wait until afterwards.Becky had a thought, "are you thinking about my mouth slowly sucking on you?" As he read the message she watched his hand appear under the table and slowly start stroking himself through his trousers.Chris admitted that he was and that it was beginning to have an effect on him, not knowing that she was under his desk watching him as she gently slid a finger up and down her lips in time with his hand movements.Becky sent another message "take your cock out and stroke it while you think of what you'd be doing with me." She watched as his chair moved back and he undid his belt waistband, unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out, slowly sliding his hand up escort beylikdüzü and down as it stiffened. She sent another message, "would you like my hand wrapped around you?""You know I would," he replied. She peeked out from under the desk, looking up to see him sitting there with his eyes shut as he stroked himself. She moved up between his legs, careful not to touch him and give away her presence too early.He let go of his cock as he adjusted himself in his seat, still with his eyes closed. His cock standing there before her. Before his hand could return Becky stuck her tongue out and licked up the length of his shaft, making him jump at the unexpected touch."Fucking hell!" he said looking down at Becky's face grinning up at him, before licking her lips and kissing her way up his cock before licking around the tip. He groaned as her lips opened around him and her mouth started moving down him. She felt his fingers running through her dark hair, encouraging her to go down further.Chris pulled her up off of her knees and ran his hands up her legs, slipping under the hem of her skirt as he leant forward to kiss her body through the material. His fingers hooked around the waistband of her knickers and pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor.Becky undid the zip on the back of the dress and shrugged it off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor with her underwear. He eased her back onto the desk and lifted her legs so that her feet rested on the armrests of his chair. His mouth kissed her knee as she reached to unclip her bra, letting it fall from her body to the floor.She sighed as his lips moved slowly but steadily up her thighs, before he moved to her stomach, still moving northwards.