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CHAPTER
II
The afternoon passed by quickly, but the relentless heat never seemed to
subside.
After bringing up my box of things and gathering more from the
supplies
office I had sat silently in my chair for almost a half hour.
My
dark
brunette hair continued to stick against my face annoyingly, and
outside
my window I swore I had seen more than a few sun spots.
The sun
was
just upon the horizon and nearly out of sight when I leaned forward and
looked
out through the open blinds, sighing heavily.
My blazer rested on
the
small coat hanger near the door and my blouse stuck against my
glistening
skin almost as if I had just been splashed with water from head
to
toe.
It was nearly 7:30 when I finally built up the courage to take a walk
over
to Gabrielle's office to cool off. Regular
business hours were over
and
only a handful of people were left in the building, I imagined.
I
walked
out into the hallway to find what looked like an abandoned floor.
The
lights were off in every mail room, every office, and only the hall
lights
remained lit. I was alone.
As I walked down the hallway towards Gabrielle's office I lifted my
hands
to my head and slicked back my hair, further dampening my hands.
When
I reached the door I rubbed my palms against the sides of my skirt and
reached
for the knob. It was unlocked,
thankfully.
I opened the door slowly, expecting to see Gabrielle still there for
some
reason. The room was empty and
dark. I walked in and closed the
door
behind
me, turning to see the shadows cast by the blinds stretch out over
her
spotless desktop and onto the red carpet. Outside,
the darkening sky
still
seemed to pulsate with a radiating heat which seemingly blurred my
vision.
Sighing, I made my way over to the air conditioner and turned it on.
I
then
took in a deep breath as I leaned over the vent of chilled air,
letting
it brush up against my cheeks. After
a long moment I stood
straight
again and unbuttoned my blouse, opening it to let more of my skin
meet
the calm flow of the cooling sensation.
The office was a virtual sauna, with only a faint humming to fill the
humid
air along with the heat. I turned
the air conditioner to a higher
setting
and walked around Gabrielle's desk, sitting in her chair.
The
desktop
itself was completely clear except for a pencil holder and her name
plate.
At my back was a large bookcase which stretched to the ceiling,
filled
with various books and files which I was thankful that I didn't have
to
see in my office yet.
Curious, I leaned forward and opened the first drawer of Gabrielle's
desk.
Not surprisingly there were various pens, notepads and other office
equipment
present. I opened the second drawer
which held some extra
supplies
and an extra makeup kit. But when I
reached for the third and
bottom
drawer I found that it was locked. It
was the only drawer on the
desk
with a key hole on it, I noticed. After
fiddling around with the
handle
a bit I finally gave up and leaned back in the chair, taking a deep
breath.
"What could she possibly have in there anyway?" I asked myself
softly.
I leaned back further and stared out the window once more into the
blurry
haze of fading light. A single bead
of sweat ran down my forehead.
Whether
it was another effect of the heat or my overactive sense of
curiosity,
I just couldn't stand not knowing what Gabrielle was hiding in
her
locked desk drawer.
I gently leaned back down and opened the drawer just above the locked
one
once more, jiggling around and hoping to dislodge it from the desk
somehow.
To my surprise, after a certain length, the entire drawer fell
from
the desk and hit the carpet, emptying its contents all over the floor
rather
loudly.
I covered my mouth with both hands for a few moments, waiting for some
kind
of voice or sound to follow, but there was nothing. The only sound
came
from the air conditioner which continued to hum quietly in the partial
darkness.
After looking around the office with a wary eye once more I finally
leaned
back over the empty space where the drawer was. Just as I had
suspected,
the contents of the locked drawer were now in plain sight.
On first inspection everything seemed normal; a book or two, some paper,
a
lingerie catalogue... I reached
inside and lifted them all up to find
the
object which was definitely the reason why the drawer was locked.
In my hand I hand I held a small, shiny silver vibrator which seemed to
have
multiple settings on a switch at its base.
My face turned partially
red
with embarrassment at the sight of it. It
was definitely on the
expensive
side as it was very sleek and stylish than most I had seen
before,
which wasn't very many.
"A high paid single woman's best friend," I giggled to myself.
Still curious, I held the vibrator with both hands and began to fiddle
with
it, looking at the switch and the shiny silver surface which glimmered
in
the faint light. After a few
seconds I let my finger touch the switch,
turning
it on to what seemed like its lowest setting.
The vibrator gently
began
to shake in my hands, almost like an electric pencil sharpener only
much
quieter and more rhythmically.
"Oh, it even has batteries in it," I whispered to myself
giddily,
turning
it off.
My heart was pounding with excitement mixed with anxiety of invading
someone's
privacy in a very big way. I set
the vibrator on the desk and
quickly
fell to my knees, picking up the spilled contents of the drawer and
setting
it back in the desk. And, just to
be sure I stood from the chair
and
closed the door to the office before drawing the blinds on the window.
With
that, I returned to Gabrielle's desk and sat down in her warm leather
chair,
leaning back and running my hands through my slicked back hair a
second
time as if attempting to come to my senses.
All I could picture in
my
head was my own body laid out on the desk with Gabrielle's vibrator.
I glanced around the room, trying not to look at what laid on the desk.
It
sat there as if it were taunting me, I thought to myself. I soon began
to
glare at it while my rational mind and my playful side continued to wage
a
lengthy war over my final decision. It
didn't take long to realize who
had
won.
After glancing around the empty room once more, I grasped Gabrielle's
vibrator
and brought it near my nose, looking at it more closely now.
I
let
my finger switch it on to the lowest setting, immediately feeling it's
gentle
movements in my hand. The lessening
sensations of anxiety finally
allowed
my breathing to slow as I brought it below my chin and let it touch
my
neck. I cringed for a moment from
the cool sensation, leaning further
back
in my chair, running the vibrator up and down the side of my neck with
calm
sighs. Gradually I began to move
lower until I reached the top button
of
my blouse. I set Gabrielle's toy on
my thigh without turning it off and
slowly
undid each button with excited, but apprehensive hands.
With my blouse open, I retrieved Gabrielle's vibrator and set it at my
chin
once more, letting it flow down my neck until it reached my chest.
Below
my waist I could feel my legs squirming as I sat, sensing the
intensity
of my little erotic moment building by leaps and bounds of
excitement
and uncertainty. I felt my pussy
becoming moist and warm in
response
to the object which gently massaged my breasts through my bra.
With
my free hand I finally reached down and undid the button on my
trousers,
and then the zipper. I wanted to
moan out loud, I was so wet,
but
still I remained cautiously silent. The
only sounds to fill the air
were
the quiet humming of the air conditioner and the faint buzzing of
Gabrielle's
vibrator mixed with my elevated breathing.
The room began to sink further and further into darkness with each
passing
minute, and the heat merely seemed to insulate itself further into
the
office along with my scent which quickly began to fill the room as a
result
of my actions. I felt my pussy rub
up between my almost soaked
underwear
with each squirm of my legs, my wet lips trembling for the same
stimulation
that I brought to my breasts with Gabrielle's wonderful toy.
A
drop
of moisture fell from the split ends of my slicked back hair onto the
hot
leather seat at my neck. I turned
the vibrator to it's second setting,
feeling
the increase in it's speed instantly at the top of my breast.
My eyelids drooped as I slid the pulsing vibrator lower at last.
Past
my
stomach, past my naval, until I reached the waistline of my soaked
panties.
I narrowed my eyes to see the lips of my cunt nearly in full view
through
the now transparent material of my underwear.
Small spurts of my
juices
came nearly as often as each of my heart beats as I stared at
myself,
bewildered at what I had done, what I was about to do.
Standing for a moment, I let my pants fall from my hips and gently land
at
my feet before I sat back down. My
thighs glistened in the shadows, wet
and
fervent as every limb on my body in the searing heat. Then, with one
hand
caressing my breast, I slowly ran the vibrator across my pussy, still
covered
by my damp underwear.
"Ohhhhh god..."
A jolt of pure ecstasy washed over me as I triggered my first small
orgasm.
I heaved a few breaths of excitement as I pressed the toy against
my
pussy lips. I had fallen into a
state of shock, of carnal desire and
lust
for more pleasure. Slowly, I lifted
the vibrator back to the top of
my
panties and slid my hand inside, letting it finally make contact with my
swollen
clit.
With all of my energy I held in a shriek, instead turning it into
somewhat
of a small cough as my breath poured out. My
entire body seemed
to
vibrate with passion as I ran circles around my clit with Gabrielle's
toy.
My mind was a haze of thoughts, both good and bad.
I thought about
being
caught, about never stopping and bringing my body to new levels of
absolute
bliss, and even of wanting to share the experience with...
another.
I switched the vibrator to it's third setting, now really beginning to
feel
the speed and power between my legs. My
juices poured through and
between
my underwear soaking the seat of the chair and pooling beneath
where
I sat. I felt an incredible
pressure growing within my body, greater
than
I had ever felt before. I couldn't
tell if I was already experiencing
my
second climax or if it were still building within me. I began to moan
out
loud, now oblivious to any outside attention.
The vibrator began to
slosh
around against my throbbing pussy, caressing my lips, my clit, and
even
inside me as my hand freely explored my body with unhindered
excitement.
I brought my other hand inside my panties finally, letting my
fingers
pinch and move around my pulsating clit for a final few moments.
And,
as the overwhelming pleasure grew to nearly unbearable levels, I
pulled
both hands out of my panties and yelled as I pressed Gabrielle's
vibrator
into my clit for a final time.
"Ohhhhhh... Unngghhhhhh!!!"
A hot stream of my girl cum exploded from my pussy lips as my second
orgasm
hit me at last. I pressed the
vibrator into my throbbing clit as
the
flow of my thick fluids poured onto the chair and finally onto the
carpet
as well from it's excess. My mouth
hung open in a loud, audible
scream
of ecstasy which echoed in my ears and head for what seemed like
forever.
My contractions lasted for several seconds, each bursting with a
hot
spurt of my cum until the climax finally began to subside.
Every
muscle
in my body tightened, my legs and toes pointed straight out and my
slicked
back hair fell forward into my face as I dropped my head almost
into
my lap.
"Ohhhh, stop, stop, stop!" I yelled out loud, desperately
trying to turn
off
the vibrator as the sensations grew too intense.
I dropped the vibrator into the small pool near my feet and my now wet
trousers;
it was still on it's lowest setting. I
then held my hands
against
my mound, soaking my fingers in my warm juices and caressing my
aching
pussy as it came down from pleasures I never thought existed.
I became weak almost immediately, using all of my strength just to sit
up
straight in my chair. My eyes
became totally blurred for an instant as
I
felt my pulse pounding at my chest. I
was breathing too hard, too fast.
I
fell forward against the desk, managing to break my fall with my arms.
The
sweltering heat quickly became an effective aphrodisiac.
I felt myself
drifting
away, wet and aching...
When I came to, the sun had completely retreated over the horizon with
only
the brightness of the high floors of neighboring skyscrapers as a
source
of light for Gabrielle's office. I
was back in her leather chair,
still
weary but less tired overall. With
partially opened eyes I peered at
the
clock near the door. It was 10:15.
Slowly, I stood from the chair, holding onto the edge of the desk for
balance
before bending over to pull my trousers back up. My thighs were
slicked
with my juices still, and my panties were no where near being dry,
but
I had no choice.
After dressing once more and returning the vibrator to it's rightful
place,
I walked over to Gabrielle's air conditioner one last time and let
one
last breeze of chilled air rush at my face before I turned and off.
Finally,
I turned towards the door and opened it cautiously.
The hallway was silent. I
closed the office door and carefully wiped it
dry
of my sweaty hand with my sleeve. I
then made my way towards the main
elevator
and let out a huge sigh of relief, smiling as if I had just got
away
with a crime.
I pressed the button for the elevator, looking both ways down the hall
as
I was still a little jumpy. The
bell sounded for it's arrival and with
lowered
eyes I walked inside, bumping my head into someone or something.
"Ow," I pronounced, more startled than hurt.
"Oh," a voice said,"Kathleen.
What are you still doing here?"
I slowly looked up, knowing that with my terrible luck it could only be
one
person.
"Gabrielle! I mean Miss Montgomery...
I mean..."
My matted hair fell into my face as I tried to straighten up.
Gabrielle
smiled
and walked out of the elevator with me.
"Calm down, Kathy, I'm not security," she giggled.
"Working late are
we?"
I looked around for a moment, hatching a lie and hatching it quickly.
"Ummm... yes, I... I lost
my keys and I need them to lock my office
and
get into my car."
It was a good enough lie, I though.
Though the problem was that my keys
were
in my pocket and made a very obvious sound with each step I took.
I
made
sure to stand perfectly still.
"Oh, that's okay, I never lock my office.
I don't think we've ever had
anyone
stolen from in this building anyway."
"Oh..." I stated, running out of words and further excuses.
We stared at each other for a few moments, both expecting the other to
say
something. Gabrielle's blond hair
was tied back now, wet from the heat
but
still surprisingly well maintained. Her
face was flushed from
perspiration
and her blazer was open, revealing her black blouse beneath
it.
"Well," she began, "maybe we could take another quick look
around for
your
keys, Kathy. It would be a shame if
we didn't find them."
Her grin was enormous now, as if she saw right through my deception but
didn't
want to say anything about it.
"Yes, of course. Let's
do that," I said, slicking my hair back once
more
and attempting to fix my appearance as best I could.
I then made my way back to the office, making sure that I took steady,
balanced
steps so as not to confirm where my keys actually were.
It looked
as
if I were creeping more than walking, but I was thankfully behind
Gabrielle
and she didn't seem to notice. Once
inside my office we both
started
searching, though I could tell finding my keys wasn't really on
either
of our minds somehow.
"So," Gabrielle began, "why were you really in here so
late, Kathleen?
Just
between us, of course."
She leaned against my desk and crossed her arms, smiling.
I began to
blush,
trying not to make eye contact as I shuffled through a pile of
folders
that I knew didn't contain my keys.
"I... don't know what
you mean, Gabrielle. I was..."
"Just burning the midnight oil for next week?" Gabrielle added,
finishing
my sentence. I nodded nervously,
remembering that it was Friday.
"I
believe you."
"Oh... I..."
"Would you like to go out for a drink, Kathleen?" she
interrupted. "It
is
Friday night after all."
I gulped. "A
drink?"
"Just so that we can talk. I'm
not asking you out for a date or
anything,"
she grinned.
I tried to think of a reason not to go.
I didn't have my keys, or at
least
Gabrielle thought I didn't have them so I couldn't use my car without
revealing
my lie, and it would take hours to walk home by myself...
"Hmm?" Gabrielle asked again, startling my train of thought.
"Oh... okay," I replied, looking up at her for a brief moment.
"Now?"
"Well I don't think it's going to be Friday night tomorrow,"
she mused.
We both giggled a bit, trying to forget the heat coursing through the
darkened
office.
"You must be tense anyway, Kathy.
I think a little drink would do us
both
good. Come on then."
As soon as Gabrielle turned her back I quietly pulled my keys out of my
pocket
and set them down on my desk. I
would have to pick them up on
Monday.
And with that we both stepped out of my office and closed the
door,
ready for what Gabrielle promised to be a girls night out I
desperately
needed.
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