1. Table-top experiment


    Date: 9/13/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: Lanyx, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    “Mr Kowalski,” my boss addresses me, “I must have your software in Quality Assurance by Monday morning please. The client pushed the deadline forward again.” “But Mr Schönman…” I try to protest. “That’ll be all, Mr Kowalski. That’ll be all, thank you.” Well, there is nothing I can say, so I leave his office. I could sacrifice tomorrow’s advanced driving course, which has already been paid for in full. It cost me more than one week’s salary, and I’ll lose my money if I don’t go. The next available opening is only in 4 months’ time. Or, I could sacrifice some adult-time with Sarah. That won’t make her happy, and it’ll have a negative effect on my fledgling sex-life. Or, I could sacrifice this job by showing Mr Schönman the middle finger. This is the perfect job, and Mr Schönman pays well. What do I do? ~~~~~ Home time arrives, so I order a take-away pizza to be delivered. I get so absorbed in trying to find the bug that I completely forget about it. All of a sudden, I hear a familiar voice behind me, “Jack, here is your pizza.” “Huh?” I reply in surprise. “Sarah, I asked you to organize your own transport for tonight. What are you still going here?” “Well, I spoke to Schönman, and took some of Belinda’s work. I am going to catch her work up while I wait for you.” “Sarah, I don’t know how late I’m going to be. It could be as late as 11pm. I simply don’t know when I find this bug.” “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” ~~~~~ After an hour-and-a-half of finishing the pizza, I’m ...
    having a rough time. “Why don’t you want to work? Please, where is the bug you are hiding!” I plead with the computer. After a short while I get a shock. Something or somebody is pulling my chair back. “Jack, calm down. Relax. Take a break.” Sarah calmly advises. “I can’t… I need to find this bloody bug!” I express myself, trying not to sound angry at Sarah. To calm myself down, I get up and walk off to the bathroom to wash my hot face in cold water. Sarah also goes to refresh herself. She reached my desk first, and pushed my keyboard and mouse against the monitors. She sits on my desk right in my center of attention. “You, mister,” she addresses me. “You need to forget about work for a while. If you do that properly, I promise you, the bug will find you. So, come on, go ahead, and enjoy my body!” I am fuming with technical anger, and here I am being distracted by Sarah. She pulls out all the tricks in the book to try to get me to pay attention to her. “Well, it is Friday after all,” I think to myself, “We did make a deal last week…” I take a deep breath. “Ok. She wins.” I pull the chair away, then kneeling in front of her, I spread her knees. I dive between her legs… but, deliberately and comically go under the table. I retrieve two, 500-page reams of copier paper. Also, I get my jersey and other stuff from my backpack. Sarah looks at me confused. She tries to speak, but I put my finger across her lips. I wrap the copier paper in my jersey. I clear my L-shaped desk and push ...
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