Passionate Overtime

He looked at his watch. 11pm. Another late one, the third this week. Though he was tired, he didn't necessarily mind working late. It was good, actually. All good for his long-term prospects. His 'continuing professional development'. At least that's what he told himself. It kept him focused, and away from less than savoury thoughts while in the office. While everyone knew that he was a good worker, never missing a day or a deadline, behind that was a smouldering and frustrating desire towards one of his colleagues. A colleague who was the only other person still up working in the office. He looked over to her as she sat across the large conference room table. He appreciated her volunteering to work all night so he could meet his deadline, though couldn't help but notice her looking bored, and more than a little bit frustrated.

"James, inspiration for your report is not going to be in your watch. It's not that smart." She quipped, holding up a stack of papers, of which her long acrylic nails gently caressed.

Her hair was put into what was once a tight ponytail that had since lost its bounce over the course of the day. Her miniskirt showed off her broadening hips and thighs nicely, and though she had now opted to wear looser tops, they still betrayed a pleasing set of curves that went from her waist to breasts. She was an attractive woman, having only become more so since announcing her pregnancy some months back. He couldn't help but think of her when he was working. He often fantasized about her, though frequently tried to dampen down these thoughts through a relentless focusing on his work. She looked back at him. The new boy. Her subordinate. Here she was, well past a reasonable time for work, for this tryhard in a suit. In his defence though, the lateness of the day had caused him to disrobe to a rolled up white shirt and trousers, dropping the blazer and tie. It suited him better. It was her opinion that young men should wear as little as possible. At least, that was she had come to think in the months following becoming pregnant and the resulting skyrocketing of her libido. Not that she would admit it, and nor had her husband noticed. If she was to be totally honest with herself, she was happier here than at home. There, she would be in for another night of cold shoulders and excuses. Another night of sneaking off once her ungrateful husband had fallen asleep to furiously masturbate in the bathroom, and then once again before he woke up in the morning.

He looked again at her rounded pregnant figure. She looked beautiful, glowing even. He felt the unsavoury thoughts return; this time harder to push away due to his tiredness. He felt a rush of blood run to between his legs, the silhouette of his penis becoming visible down his trouser leg. He thought it best to take a break and stood up, attempting to cover his obvious erection by picking up some loose paper and toying with it in front of his crotch. She moved her eyes up to meet his gaze with an unhappy look on her face.

"Taking a break, are we? Do I need to remind you that this is a favour I'm doing for you."

"Lisa, I'm going to get some coffee. Would you like some?"

She continued to scowl at him.

"That's a yes then, lovely. Just a moment." He said, leaving the conference room.

James out of sight, Lisa cracked a small smile. Usually, her 'look' scares off the younger, less experienced men in the office, and was happy to see James had spunk enough in him not to be bothered. She had also spied his rather pathetic attempt at hiding his bulge and found it somewhat flattering. At least someone was noticing her, she thought to herself.

James soon returned with two cups of instant coffee, though not before splashing some cold water on his face in an attempt to keep composed. He walked over to Lisa at the opposite end of the long broad conference table. To his surprise, she smiled when he offered her the cup.

"Thank you. Look, sorry I was short just now. It's late, and I've just been a bit, frustrated, at home. Didn't mean to take it out on you."

"Something has you a bit hot and bothered? Doesn't seem like you." He replied.

"Well, if someone is missing something, they can become a bit worked up, if they don't get it when they need." She said.

James smiled and stood for a moment, taking a sip from his coffee. He looked down at her sat in the chair, again admiring her rounded figure. She looked up and caught James staring at her. She smiled at him and drew her attention to the reappearance of his bulge, that was now at her eyeline.

"Is that for me? I've seen you looking at me. I know you like what you see." She said, biting her lip.

She had a look now altogether different from her earlier scowl. It was a look of lust, of a rapidly building desire. He noticed her nipples were hard, the imprints of which were reaching out through her shirt.

"Isn't that a ring on your finger?" James asked.

"He doesn't care about me, why should I about him?" Lisa replied.

James lowered himself slightly, running his hand through her hair and leaned forward and kissed her. She threw her arms around his neck and brought him down toward her. She had missed the touch of another since becoming pregnant, her own husband neglecting her more and more as she grew into a maternal figure for their unborn child. Her lips were soft and warm, and James' hands quickly travelled down her body, finding her full aching breasts. He cupped them in his hands, squeezing them gently. Lisa moaned softly in response, and she felt her pussy start to wet.

He broke the kiss and looked at Lisa. She was smiling. She clasped her hands onto the back of his head, interlacing her fingers into his hair, and pushed his head down her body. Hastily flinging off her lacy black underwear, she pushed his head down between her thighs and began grinding against his face. She was soaked between her legs, and James savoured all of it as he hungrily wrapped his mouth over her pussy. Lisa arched back in her chair and shuddered in pleasure. She drew her legs up onto James' broad shoulders and began to unbutton her blouse, freeing her plump breasts and engorged nipples. She began toying with them as he ran his tongue around her clit. She groaned loudly and crossed her legs over his shoulders, pulling his head deeper into her. She squirmed and moaned as she reached a hard and fast orgasm in her office chair. It was the first someone had given her in some time and had done nothing but elevate her desire for more. She relaxed her legs and got up. Lisa rubbed James' throbbing, bulging penis through his trousers. She unbuttoned him, letting it free of the confines of clothing. It was hard and thick, and already leaking thin threads of precum. Lisa took hold of it and stroked it slowly, occasionally rubbing the tip gently with her thumb. She looked up at James. He was watching her with lust in his eyes.

"Oh God." Lisa moaned. "Fuck me."

She turned away from him and spread her upper half out across the table, presenting her plump behind and dripping pussy for James to enjoy. Grabbing both her hips with each hand, James slid into her. It was warm. Tight, yet undeniably inviting. Taking a firmer grip of her thighs he began thrusting as Lisa bent further over the table, her engorged breasts swinging with the momentum his member delivered into her. Lisa arched her back and drew her head further down, her arms outstretched and long fingernails digging into the table as James continued his efforts to split her apart from the inside. He kept hold of her waist, using her body to pull himself further inside her as she shamelessly cried out in pleasure. He felt the inside of her tighten around him as she began cresting the wave of another orgasm.

"I'm so close, don't stop." Lisa moaned breathlessly.

James increased his intensity as she rhythmically clamped around his penis. She revelled in the thrill of being filled by someone other than her husband as she came, being so attentively serviced by someone so eager, but still she felt this particular itch had not been fully scratched. She was glad James was still young, and possessing in the stamina that youth provides. She brought herself upright from her outstretched position across the table. James still in her, she pressed her back against him, running her hands across the back of his neck and through his hair. He kissed her neck as he brought his hands from her hips and to her breasts. He began to massage them and playfully toy with her aching, engorged nipples. She let out a pleasant sigh, enjoying the mix of comfort and titillation such an action brought to her. She wanted more, and so repositioned herself back on the table, this time facing James.

James brought himself close her as she began to lay back on the conference room table. He pushed into her. Lisa cried out and began pushing back against him. James began thrusting into her, moving himself quickly and with great intensity, it being so soon since she last came and her already being soaking wet. Her breasts were out, rippling and responding to his movements in her. James moaned as he slid in and out of Lisa, the heat and pleasure building in both of them, and he began to run his hands across her. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples as he pounded her harder and harder. She gasped in pleasure and felt drops of hot milk leak out as he toyed with her nipple, the sensation giving her a new dimension of enjoyment. James found great pleasure in it as well and kept massaging her breasts until she was freely leaking down herself. She found the increased sensitivity of her nipples electrifying, and the release she felt as her milk ran out of them and down her body only brought her closer to the edge. He drew his hands further down her, following the curve of her belly before wrapping his arms around her thick, wide hips. He moved deeply inside her, and with Lisa getting closer to orgasm she began moaning louder and louder. He was getting close too. Lisa felt his cock throbbing inside her. The two previous orgasms had only added to the pleasure she was feeling, fast taking her to a crescendo that she was all too happy to meet as she wrapped her legs around him and came again. She came from head to toe, feeling herself squeeze against him inside her, begging him to fill her with his own cum. Finally, he erupted, his cock pushing his seed deep into her. Lisa felt it shooting into her and she was flooded with pleasure. She splayed out on the conference table, finally satisfied after so long.

They both let out a powerful, cathartic sigh and laid together on the table until their breathing returned to normal. As they laid there, Lisa reflected on what she had just done. Unfortunately for her husband, any feelings of guilt were quickly overshadowed by the immensity of the ecstasy James had provided her. She knew things would only get worse at home until the birth, and that was some 6 months away. She turned to face James.

"You know, I think your future prospects here are looking good." She said to James. "But this project, I think it will need a bit more time to fully iron out. Might require a few more late nights at the office. I hope you are up for the task."

James smiled; glad his workplace talents had finally been recognised. He knew the late nights were good for his 'continuing professional development'.