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Office Tech Support:

“Make sure to let the janitor in. He should be here right around the time you’re leaving!” My boss said as everyone heads home early for the holiday’s. But me? I’ve got to finish my data entry.

I’m nearly an hour in when the unthinkable happens: the blue screen of death. ‘Fuck my life,’ I say to myself with no one around to hear. Protocol is to call tech support but I doubt they’ll respond.

Regardless, I pick up the phone and call. “Y-you’ll be here soon?!” I remark as the answering service ends the phone call. I’m impressed they have anyone on right before a holiday and at the fast response.

Twenty minutes later, I hear a tapping on the tinted glass. I hesitate for a moment as I picture in my mind a slow moving and over weight tech nerd waiting to fix my computer.

I look up in shock to see the complete opposite. The long skirt catches my attention first. As my eyes scan upward I see the tight company shirt, glasses and shoulder length hair. Women like this exist in the tech world?

I can’t move fast enough to unlock the door. After an exchanging of niceties, I show her to my desk. She insists on me taking a seat as she watches over my shoulder. She smells wonderful, no doubt a fancy perfume. Her hair lightly bushes against my shoulder. I catch her looking at me via the reflection in her glasses.

I’m nervous. She’s far too pretty for me. She’s bubbly and keeps laughing at my failings and my jokes. ‘What is going on…’ I think to myself. This is not ordinary.

And then it happened. She leaned in deep to grab the mouse from my hand. Her breast rubbing up against my tricep. I stopped moving. I wanted to even stop breathing. The moment hung in awkward silence from me. But she kept going and her breast remained on my arm.

Taking it no longer, I look her way. She smiles. I smile. I look down at her breast and back into her eyes. She politely says, “Oops! I hope you didn’t mind!”

“I-I didn’t mind,” I stutter.

“What else… don’t you mind,” she says as her hand moves onto her blouse buttons. I can’t help but begin getting hard at the wondered of her breasts.

The tension seemed at maximum. It was now or never. I pounce on her, pushing her up against my desk. I want her so bad. She responds by tonguing me deep and grabbing my crotch and feeling how excited I am.

“Take me over your desk. I want it hard,” she says meekly over the top of her nose. I spin her around and she bends over my desk. I throw her skirt up over her back and nearly rip off her panties when pulling them down. My pants and underwear come off in an instant and fall to a pile at my feet.

Her legs are long and I almost discover myself wanting to lift onto my tiptoes when taking the height of my desk into user account. Her ass is soft and there is a slapping every time I thrust into her. The noise increases the wetter she is getting, leading me to believe she’s enjoying this—if her moans weren’t already an indication.

My fingers start to dig into her ass as I grip harder. She’s absolutely wonderful. I give her a slap on the left cheek and she lets out a pleasing groan. As I go deeper I discover I’m starting to arch my feet to go harder.

I grab and lock her wrist together behind her back with one of my hands as the thrusts get harder. And just before we climax, another knock at the door. This time it’s the janitor!

Thankfully the door is locked. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” She says as I start to hesitate. “I’m about to cum baby, go harder!”

With her words of encouragement I keep going. Her orgasm is hard and long. She twitches and let’s out a pleasing sigh.

I keep going. I can take it no longer. I pull out and release onto her lower back, nearly going into her skirt. She giggles and looks back at me smiling. I quickly grab a tissue and clean up the mess and she relaxes on my desk.

We both dress and let the janitor in. She’s still bubbly and smiling even larger now. “What’cha doing so late?” the janitor asks.

“Oh! Nothing! Just fixing a computer,” she says with a small hop in her step.

I look back to see the blue screen of death still there. Looks like it’s gonna be a long night… in many methods.

NSFW: yes

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