The late shift
The office was empty except for the two of us. When she leaned over my desk to switch off the lamp, neither of us moved away.
Sarah's scent enveloped me as she hovered inches from my face, her shoulder-length chestnut hair brushing my cheek. She smelled like jasmine and coffee. My fingers itched to reach out and caress the soft skin of her neck, but I held myself back.
"You know, I never noticed before, but your eyes are really a beautiful shade of hazel," Sarah murmured, her pink lips curving into a small smile. Her voice was husky, almost a purr.
I swallowed hard. "You have lovely eyes too. That green gets me every time."
Her green eyes sparkled with mischief. "Well, a girl could get used to hearing compliments like that." Her hand lingered on the desk, conveniently near mine.
"Come on, it's late. We should lock up and go home." I slid my chair back, standing up.
Sarah straightened too, but made no move to leave. Instead, she began slowly unbuttoning her white blouse, revealing the lacy edge of a pale blue bra beneath. "Actually, I'm not ready to go home yet."
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice rough with desire.
"Shh, just relax," she crooned. With deft fingers, she unclasped her bra and let it drop to the floor, baring her full breasts to my hungry gaze. The rosy nipples were already pebbled.
I stepped closer. Slowly, I unzipped my slacks and kicked them off, along with my shoes and socks. My boxers were straining with arousal. Sarah's eyes widened as she took in the large bulge.
"Wow," she breathed. Then her hands were on me, tugging my boxers down to free my hard erection. I groaned at her touch.
Sarah sank gracefully to her knees right there in my dimly lit office. She wrapped her fingers around my thick