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The Office Party
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,205
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Office Party
This is my first story, so I would love to hear what you think of it, and if I should continue it or not. This is PWP or just porn really - or at least it will be in later chapters. Anyways, I’d love to hear what you think of it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. CSI and the characters belong to someone who is so not me.
The Office Party
Chapter One
She’d always fantasized about him, how he would feel inside her, how hard he would take her. But he was married now and that meant that there was no way she’d go after him, she’d been cheated on too many times to be the other woman. But being fucked by him did sound great, she’d bet every last dollar she had that it would be fantastic. She looked him over again; rich, dark skin, eyes to die for, ass ready for grabbing and the bulge in the front of his pants just screamed BIG! But he was off limits for her now, she’d have to find her fun elsewhere. She looked around and knew that the men in the room were hers for the picking, hell she could even have some of the women too if she wanted, but the one she really wanted was the one she couldn’t get. She mentally went over the promise she’d made to herself when she figured out that Eddie had been cheating on her the last time; she’d promised herself that she’d never knowingly be the other woman, but the question then was, would she be considered the other woman if it was just a meaningless fuck? Really, would that be so terrible?
“Hey Cath.” He walked over to her. “You’re looking good tonight.” He looked her up and down.
“Not looking too bad yourself Mr. Brown.” She purred, flirtatiously fingering with the opening of his shirt, as always he was showing a little of that chiseled chest.
“I do try.” He said with a low chuckle. “It’s not often we have an office party like this.”
“I know.” She leaned into him and whispered: “I’m bored out of my mind.”
“I hear you.” He didn’t pull back from her immediately. “So, no date for tonight?” He asked gaining a nice view of her cleavage when he looked down.
“Nope.” She shook her head and pulled away from him a little. “Didn’t feel like having one tonight. You? I haven’t seen Tina around.”
“Nah, she’s working tonight.” He smiled. “Besides this isn’t really her scene.” He looked towards the dance floor. “You wanna dance?”
“Sure.” She put down her glass on the nearest table and looped her arm through his.
It was a slow song and she made sure to press lightly into him, slowly rubbing herself against him. To the other dancers it looked like an innocent dance, but she knew from experience that it was anything but. She felt his hot breath on her neck and knew that she was having the desired effect on him and when he pulled back a little from her, she let him – for the time being – tonight she was the hunter and he was her prey. The decision had been made.
“You’re not a bad dancer.” She purred into his ear. “You’re so easy to follow.”
“My grandma insisted that I learned to dance when I was a kid.” He said speeding the pace up to follow the new song playing.
“Hmm.” Catherine nodded. “I learned to dance on stage.” She looked him in the eyes. “I do miss doing that sometimes.”
“Uhm.” He gulped.
“I was the best in Vegas in my days.” She turned in his embrace and ground her ass into his crotch for a short moment before turning back. “And I still have a couple of moves left.”
“I bet you do.” He breathed out. He looked down and was again rewarded with a generous amount of cleavage.
“You ever fantasized about that, Rick?” She whispered seductively. “How I’d look dancing, stripping?”
“Uhuh.” He nodded pressing her closer to him.
“Me giving you a lap dance all naked except my tiny little thong?” She pressed her chest up against him.
“Yeah.” He licked his lips.
“You were lying in your bed stroking yourself fantasizing about doing me hard and fast after I have teased you big and hard with my lap dance.” She whispered. “Was it good, Warrick? Was I good?”
“Oh yeah.” He licked his dry lips again. “Oh yeah.”
“Did you make me feel good? Did I feel as good as you’d always thought I did?” She turned in his grip and ground into him again, a little longer this time, before turning back again. “Did you fill me out as much as I always thought you would?”
“Yes.” He nodded trying hard to fight the urge to grab her ass in the middle of the dance floor.
“You want to fulfill your fantasy?” She purred again.
He nodded mutely.
“Then meet me in my office in five minutes.” The song ended and she disappeared from his view with a wink.
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TBC?? Let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. CSI and the characters belong to someone who is so not me.
The Office Party
Chapter One
She’d always fantasized about him, how he would feel inside her, how hard he would take her. But he was married now and that meant that there was no way she’d go after him, she’d been cheated on too many times to be the other woman. But being fucked by him did sound great, she’d bet every last dollar she had that it would be fantastic. She looked him over again; rich, dark skin, eyes to die for, ass ready for grabbing and the bulge in the front of his pants just screamed BIG! But he was off limits for her now, she’d have to find her fun elsewhere. She looked around and knew that the men in the room were hers for the picking, hell she could even have some of the women too if she wanted, but the one she really wanted was the one she couldn’t get. She mentally went over the promise she’d made to herself when she figured out that Eddie had been cheating on her the last time; she’d promised herself that she’d never knowingly be the other woman, but the question then was, would she be considered the other woman if it was just a meaningless fuck? Really, would that be so terrible?
“Hey Cath.” He walked over to her. “You’re looking good tonight.” He looked her up and down.
“Not looking too bad yourself Mr. Brown.” She purred, flirtatiously fingering with the opening of his shirt, as always he was showing a little of that chiseled chest.
“I do try.” He said with a low chuckle. “It’s not often we have an office party like this.”
“I know.” She leaned into him and whispered: “I’m bored out of my mind.”
“I hear you.” He didn’t pull back from her immediately. “So, no date for tonight?” He asked gaining a nice view of her cleavage when he looked down.
“Nope.” She shook her head and pulled away from him a little. “Didn’t feel like having one tonight. You? I haven’t seen Tina around.”
“Nah, she’s working tonight.” He smiled. “Besides this isn’t really her scene.” He looked towards the dance floor. “You wanna dance?”
“Sure.” She put down her glass on the nearest table and looped her arm through his.
It was a slow song and she made sure to press lightly into him, slowly rubbing herself against him. To the other dancers it looked like an innocent dance, but she knew from experience that it was anything but. She felt his hot breath on her neck and knew that she was having the desired effect on him and when he pulled back a little from her, she let him – for the time being – tonight she was the hunter and he was her prey. The decision had been made.
“You’re not a bad dancer.” She purred into his ear. “You’re so easy to follow.”
“My grandma insisted that I learned to dance when I was a kid.” He said speeding the pace up to follow the new song playing.
“Hmm.” Catherine nodded. “I learned to dance on stage.” She looked him in the eyes. “I do miss doing that sometimes.”
“Uhm.” He gulped.
“I was the best in Vegas in my days.” She turned in his embrace and ground her ass into his crotch for a short moment before turning back. “And I still have a couple of moves left.”
“I bet you do.” He breathed out. He looked down and was again rewarded with a generous amount of cleavage.
“You ever fantasized about that, Rick?” She whispered seductively. “How I’d look dancing, stripping?”
“Uhuh.” He nodded pressing her closer to him.
“Me giving you a lap dance all naked except my tiny little thong?” She pressed her chest up against him.
“Yeah.” He licked his lips.
“You were lying in your bed stroking yourself fantasizing about doing me hard and fast after I have teased you big and hard with my lap dance.” She whispered. “Was it good, Warrick? Was I good?”
“Oh yeah.” He licked his dry lips again. “Oh yeah.”
“Did you make me feel good? Did I feel as good as you’d always thought I did?” She turned in his grip and ground into him again, a little longer this time, before turning back again. “Did you fill me out as much as I always thought you would?”
“Yes.” He nodded trying hard to fight the urge to grab her ass in the middle of the dance floor.
“You want to fulfill your fantasy?” She purred again.
He nodded mutely.
“Then meet me in my office in five minutes.” The song ended and she disappeared from his view with a wink.
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TBC?? Let me know what you think.