A Night in the Office

"Meg, can you come in here for a second?" Zach Nelson said into his speaker phone from his office.

About a minute later, Megan Campbell, Zach's go to, pregnant team member, and friend's little sister made her way into his office, "What's up."

Seeing her standing there, Zach smiled, "Have a seat, no need to stand there, I've heard you complaining about how annoying standing for long periods is."

Megan smiled and took a seat across from Zach's desk, "Thanks, I never would have thought being 27 weeks would be so tiring. I can't imagine what the next couple months will bring."

Zach returned the smile, "I can only imagine. I just wanted to touch base and see how things were going."

For the next 10 minutes, Megan launched into a summary of their five biggest accounts, stopping only when Zach asked a question for clarification, or for more info. The biggest of the accounts was the James Account which was due for a presentation the following Monday, three and a half days from the current time, end of the day Thursday. Zach took diligent notes, clicking through files on his iPad as Megan referenced specifics, developing a plan in his head so they could get the account across the finish line and secure another two-year contract with one of the biggest businesses in their small city.

As she finished up, Zach set his pen down, "Okay enough about work, how are you?"

Megan looked down at her lap, at 26 and pregnant, she was going through what no young mother-to-be should, a divorce. Megan and Zach had known each other for 15 years at this point, he was three years older than her 26, having gone to school with her and her older brother. When she graduated college and was looking for a job, Zach pulled some strings and got her hired on with his small marketing and PR team. Because of all this, he knew pretty much the whole story of what she was going through.

Three months prior, right after she had formally announced she was pregnant, she arrived home early and found her soon to be ex-husband in bed with another woman. Understandably, she was pissed, but before she fled crying to her parents' house, she asked the question of "Why?" Her piece of shit ex had the nerve to tell her that he still loved her, but that since she had become pregnant, he just wasn't attracted to her physically and that he had "Needs."

That was something that even today, Zach couldn't understand. Megan had always been the cute, girl next door type. Before she got pregnant, she was thin, stood about 5 '8, round glasses that always made her look studious, cute, and a bit mousy until you got to know her, brownish blonde hair, and very subtle curves that made a bikini look great the few times he had seen her in one. Hell, they had even had a brief, drunk make out session one time at her family's cabin when he was 22 and she was 19, something they now laughed about. Now with her being pregnant, she had obviously put on a little weight and at 27 weeks or so, she had a rather prominent baby bump showing on her thin frame, plus Zach couldn't help but notice that her curves were becoming a bit more pronounced.

After a few moments of silence, Megan finally said, "I'm doing okay. Since we have only been married a bit over a year, and the house was in his name, and the cars separate, there's not much to do stuff wise. Divorce will be finalized in another month or two, then once he is born" rubbing her stomach, she continued, "we will have to go back to court to handle visitation and custody stuff."

Zach nodded, "Has the asshole said much about that?"

Megan laughed, "He mentioned that he's busy with work, so he thinks that standard arrangements will be fine, but that he knows for the first few months, there won't be any overnight visits or anything."

"Sounds to me like he just doesn't want to deal with diapers."

"Hahaha, well can't say I blame him."

Zach smiled, "You're going to be a great mom, plus with your parents, Sam and Jennifer, and me if you need it, you're going to be great."

"Thanks again for getting me the job, the company has been so understanding and planning maternity leave and everything has been a breeze and one less thing I need to worry about."

"No problem, I just got your foot in the door, you have done the rest." They sat in silence for a minute before Zach looked at his watch, "Well it is quarter past 5, time to head out, especially since I know I'll be here late tomorrow night."

"Late tomorrow night?"

"Yeah, I plan on working late tomorrow night to wrap up this project. I don't want to come in on Saturday or Sunday to wrap it up, so I figure I can work until 10 or 11 tomorrow night and have the weekend free to golf and do whatever else I want."

"Oh." Megan sat quietly again for a moment, clearly thinking, her eyes looking up and her lips pursed, an expression Zach had seen many times before she continued, "You want some help?"

"I think that" gesturing towards her stomach, "might get in the way of a golf swing."

Megan laughed, throwing a stress ball from his desk at him, "No you dumbass, with the project. If I stay, maybe you can get out around 8 or 9, shave a little bit of time off."

"I can't ask you to do that. You're already coming in an hour early each morning, and you've said how exhausted you are every night."

"You're not asking, I'm volunteering. Plus, let's face it, I don't have anything else to do except sit around at mom and dad's and listen to dad yell at the TV."

Zach thought to himself, knowing that if Megan did stay, they could knock some time off the evening. "Sure, I could use the help. We can work for a bit, order some pizza, then finish up and hopefully be gone by 9."

"Sounds great!" Megan stood up and gathered her things from Zach's desk. He stood also and grabbed his bag and a couple of files he planned to look over that evening and followed Megan towards her desk. She paused and gathered her things while Zach waited. "You don't have to wait on me."

"Yes, I do, I'm not letting you walk to your car alone, Sam and your dad would kick my ass if I did."

Megan shook her head, and they made their way to the elevator, making random small talk. As they got to Megan's car, she gave Zach a customary hug that had become so common since the breakup, but for some reason, kissed him softly on the cheek, something she had only done one or two times before, "Thanks for listening to me vent tonight."

Zach smiled as they pulled away, "No problem, have a good evening, seeya tomorrow."

"Later Zach." Megan said with a smile.

***

One of the major perks about working for a smaller company, the upper management didn't give a shit about dress codes, especially on Fridays. The office still tried to look relatively professional since clients sometimes dropped in, but on a warm spring day like Friday, that meant Zach could show up in a pair of golf shorts, a polo, and sneakers and could be comfortable all day and still be business-like if necessary.

Megan was much the same, though she was getting to the point in her pregnancy where outfits were becoming a bit more of a challenge, so in her case, she had chosen a light blue wrap, high-low dress that provided her comfort and ease of movement. Periodically, she and Zach would consult on some things, but for the most part, they worked on their individual pieces of the James account and planned to bring it all together that evening.

As the clock got closer to 5, the rest of the staff began to slip out, eager to get their weekend started and inviting Zach and Megan out for appetizers, but they both declined, saying they were going to wrap the James account up then head home.

As the last person left and the maintenance guy made his rounds, Zach grabbed his attention, "Martin, can you get me a small table and stick it in my office against my desk, I'm working late tonight and want to be able to spread out."

Martin was an older guy in his 60's, laughed, "Sure thing, but it's Friday night, shouldn't you be out finding you a Mrs.?"

Zach laughed with him, "Maybe once this account is done."

About 10 minutes later, Martin appeared with a 3x3 square table and set it up, just as Zach was heading towards the copier with the last of the files he needed to start putting it all together. As he was walking out of the office Martin yelled, "I've done all I need to, the office is getting a deep clean tomorrow, so make sure you set the alarm on your way out."

"Gotcha man, thanks for your help."

When he returned to his office about 10 minutes later, Megan had already moved into his office and how her laptop and files spread out on the table and had even wheeled her chair in and was diligently working.

As he came in and shut the door, she looked up and smiled, "I was wondering where you were."

"Copier, I think this is everything we need for numbers and everything."

"Perfect, let's get to work."

Over the next hour and a half or so, the two worked at a steady pace, sharing documents back and forth as Megan used her creativity to make the presentation pop. As 7:15 neared, Megan spoke out, "Okay, I think I have a rough model, wanna see."

Zach stood up and walked behind her, "Sure, let's see it."

Megan hit play on the presentation, allowing the introduction video to play through and then the slides began to progress through where Zach would be talking and explaining their plan. As he watched the presentation, he bent down so he could see the words on Megan's small screen, but in the process, he caught a whiff of her hair and took it in, becoming slightly intoxicated by the smell. At the same time, he couldn't help but glance down, for the first time he really noticed how Megan's body was changing; he could see the baby bump swell and drop with each breath she took, but what really caught his attention though with the biggest change was her breasts, causing him to slow his breathing to avoid startling Megan.

Zach had always guessed Megan to be a small B cup, just enough to be noticeable and fit her frame well. Now though as she was roughly two-thirds of the way through her pregnancy, they had swelled probably another cup size, and he could make out the faint veins running through them, almost matching the color of her dress.

Brandon's slowed breathing didn't go unnoticed by Megan; she first heard him take a deep breath as he breathed in her scent, then could feel the slow, warm breath tickle her neck, sending chills down her body and to her surprise, to her crotch. Being this close to Zach, was the closest and most intimate she had been to another man in two months, and like they often say, with the second trimester winding down, her hormones were through the roof, and she found herself constantly horny, having to finger herself two or three times a day just to avoid going crazy.

As the presentation wound down, she turned to look at Zach, and found their faces mere inches apart. They looked at each other for a moment before Zach croaked out, "Looks good for a first run."

With his voice cracking a bit, Megan giggled and said, "Gonna make it their tiger?"

Zach hurriedly stood up, "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm getting hungry, you want me to go grab a pizza?"

For the first time in 15 years, Megan saw Zach blush a bit, but not wanting to embarrass him, she just smiled, "That sounds great. Is pepperoni fine?"

"How about pepperoni and bacon?"

"Extra cheese?"

"Perfect! I'll run down the block to get it; you just want to stay here?"

"Yeah, do you mind if I lay on your couch for a bit and prop my feet up?

"Sure, make yourself at home."

****

Zach left the office and 20 minutes later returned with a bottle of Coke for him and a bottle of tea for Megan. When he walked into his office, he found Megan laying with her head towards his desk and her feet up on the armrest and a pillow while playing on her phone, "You really did make yourself comfy."

Megan laughed, "I just did what you told me."

Zach cleared off the small end table by the couch and pulled it over in front of them, "Don't worry about getting up, we can just eat here."

For the next 20 minutes, they avoided work and ate, and talked about random things in life. As Megan polished off her third piece and Zach his fourth, Megan leaned back on the couch and sighed, "Ugh, that was good, Now I have to pee."

Zach laughed, "Happens a lot I take it?"

"Yeah, after I eat, the food and the little booger push on my bladder."

Megan stood up and walked towards the bathroom, allowing Zach to get a look at her ass. He thought to himself, "Does she always shake her ass like that?" He thought for a moment trying to remember, before he snapped out of it thinking, "Dude, that's Sam's sister, stop it."

When Megan returned five minutes later, she sat back on the couch with another sigh, Zach looked at her, "You gonna make it?"

"Dude, my feet and calves are killing me. Do you mind if I take my shoes off? I have a pair of Birkenstocks at my desk."

"I'll do you one better, take your shoes off and if you promise to not turn me into HR or your brother, I'll rub your feet before we get back to work?"

Megan looked at him, unsure at first what to think, "Uhmm."

"Never mind, I'll go get your Birks."

As he went to stand, Megan grabbed his arm, "Wait, you don't mind?"

"No, you're my friend and friend's help each other out. Since your asshole of an ex is gone, someone has to pamper you a little bit, might as well be me."

Emily grinned, "Okay, I've had sandals on all day, so they shouldn't be too gross."

"Lay back and put your feet in my lap." As Megan readjusted, Zach moved to the end of the couch, she kicked her shoes off, and put her feet in his lap. "Awww, your toes match your dress."

Megan chuckled, "Yeah, it's one of the things I can still do, and do to make myself feel pretty."

For the next few minutes, Zach worked on each foot, starting with the toes, he stretched each one gently, and rubbed them causing Megan to hum softly and say, "That feels good."

"I'm glad." After working on her toes, he moved down her foot, applying pressure with his thumbs to the arches of the feet, causing her to let out a small sigh as he rubbed the arch in a small circular motion before moving onto her heel. Using a kneading motion, he worked her heel and ran his fingers along her Achilles tendon, stopping at her calf.

With one foot done, he switched to the other one, repeating the same motions, and once again seeing her relax and begin to settle into the couch. As he finished the

second foot up and smiled at her, "Anything you want more of?"

"God that felt good, you can do my legs next."

Zach noticed that she said legs, not just calves like he had mentioned. Trying to not read too much into it, he slowly ran his hands up each of her legs, stopping just above her knees where the hem of her dress fell. As he moved his hands back down, Megan sighed once again, parting her legs a bit so that Zach had full access to her legs.

"That feels so good," Megan said as Zach moved both hands to her left leg. He spent the next couple of minutes kneading her ankle and calf, working his way closer to her knee, making sure to pause and give knots and anywhere she sighed a bit more attention. He finished with her left leg by rubbing just above her knee, causing her to let out what could be best described as slight moan or even whimper.

Not wanting to make her uncomfortable, he quickly moved his hands to her right leg, and began the same process again. As he neared her knee, he paused, and began to work his way back down, this caused Megan to lift her head slightly, "Why didn't you rub my knee? That felt really good."

"Oh.... I didn't mean to go so high; I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Megan laughed, "You're fine, now please continue."

As she lay her head back down, she shifted a bit, allowing her dress to ride up a bit more as she spread her legs apart another few inches. This time, Zach had all the access he needed, but at the same time had a view straight up her dress. For a moment, Zach was stunned by her overt actions, but tried his best to ignore them as he began rubbing up her leg again.

As he got to her knee, she let out another moan/whimper and shifted again, this time causing her dress to once again ride a little higher, but with the shift in her legs, Zach got a clear view of her panty covered pussy. Zach saw the flash of teal, that while similar to her dress, didn't match, and he even noticed a slightly darker spot. He took an audible breath and said, "Ummm Meg..."

"Yeah?"

"I can see your, ummm...."

"Jesus Zach, they're just panties; you've seen me in a bikini before, this is no different. Just keep rubbing." Once again taken back by her forwardness, Zach just shook his head and continued to rub up and down her legs, working above her knee and the back of her thigh, each time causing her to sigh and make small noises that urged him on.

The warmth of Zach's hands on her feet and then legs had caused Megan to relax almost immediately. As he pressed deeper, especially on her calves, she couldn't help but sigh and began to squirm a little bit at his touch. For the first time in three months, someone other than herself, or a doctor was touching her and the fact that it was her brother's attractive friend and her boss, made the thoughts and feelings running through her head and then her body all the more tantalizing. When he had rubbed above her knee and his fingertips were above the hemline of her dress, she felt the familiar tingle once again travel to her pussy. The physical touch, combined with the taboo of it being a friend and her boss, and the fact that she had only cum once today instead of the usual two, caused her pussy to begin to moisten. Rather than stopping like she knew she should have, she instead moved allowing Zach to see more of her.

It was becoming clear to Zach that every move Megan was making was intentional, and while he knew it was wrong for a multitude of reasons, he wasn't going to complain, and she had clearly told him to continue. Due to her long legs, he had been at the end of the couch and couldn't reach much more than a couple of inches above her knee, so he began to shift down a little closer to her. Megan opened her eyes as he did and said, "Problem?"

Zach wanted to blurt out, "Well you've got me hard as a rock right now Meg," but instead he kept that thought to himself and said aloud, "You seem to like my rubbing above your knee, I can't reach much further, so I was going to move a bit to reach better."

"Oh, that would be great. Where do you want me?"

Once again, a million sexual thoughts ran through his head, but not wanting to push his luck, he said, "If you stay where you're at, I can just slide closer. Put your legs on my knees once I get situated."

Megan just nodded as Zach shifted, he turned sideways in the couch, so he was now facing her Indian style. Megan shifted once again so her legs were parted with her calves on his knees. As she did this, she realized that her dress had slipped up further and was now starting to pile up around her upper thighs and the part in the middle was opening up. Catching Zach staring again at her panties, she smiled, "just like this?"

Zach replied with a smile, "This should work perfectly, is there one particular spot, or just a general rub down?"

"A general rub down would be great."

Putting a hand on both of her thighs, Zach spent the next couple of minutes alternatingly gliding his hands across her skin and gripping the back of her thighs, kneading them. The combination of these movements and Zach's hands s getting ever higher on her legs, caused Megan's sighs to shift to soft moans that were unmistakable. One issue that both noticed, was that at the end of each stroke Zach made on the top of her thighs, her dress balled up a bit stopping him from going further.