After the Office Party...Part 3

Dear Reader,

Thank you for your interest in these characters. This was supposed to be a one time thing and because you love this so much and made this my most popular story on this site, I ended up turning this into three parts ( I saved the good stuff for last). So, grab a bottle of wine (or coffee, depending on what time it is where you’re at), get comfortable, make sure there are no kids around (especially the ones that can read over your shoulders) and enjoy.

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Love Always,

J.L

AFTER THE OFFICE PARTY…PART 3

Jacks eyes widened. He side stepped me to make sure the door was properly closed and locked.

“We don’t have to do anything,” he assured me. “If you want to just head home and—“

“I want you. What happened at the party wasn’t enough and honestly Jack,” I shrugged. “I want you. There’s no other way to put it.” 

“Tara, I can give you my body but I can’t—“

I rolled my eyes at the ridiculous and predictability of it all. “Be in a relationship? Be there for me emotionally or in the way you think I want?” I finished for him. Jack shrugged, which I took as confirmation. “Jack, relax. I’ve read the books, I’ve seen the movies. Big boss man is emotionally unavailable and the girl always thinks she can change that.” I thought about it for a second. “I mean, she does because it’s a movie…but I know I can’t change you and I don’t want to.” then a thought popped into my head. “Do you…not want me? is that why you’re giving me an easy way out?”

I saw the corner of his mouth tick as if he wanted to laugh but he restrained himself. “When you started here, you were loud, talkative, just plain happy….which gets annoying when you’re running a company and just want some quiet.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “I feel like what you are saying wants to come out romantic but…it’s not. So, whenever you want to add the good stuff, just…go right ahead.”

“But you are also smart, the smartest person here. You work harder than anyone at this place and you’re so beautiful. When you spoke about alternative dispute resolutions…I just wanted to take you in front of everyone there.”

“That would’ve been a memorable meeting,” I joked. Jack ran a hand through his hair turning him from a respectable business man into a madman. I felt my desire begin to build up. “What are you trying to say, Jack?”

“I want you!”

I was done with this talk. It was meant to get everything in order but it was only delaying the inevitable. I took matters into my own hands. I walked up to Jack, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissed him with every fiber of my bones. I pulled back slightly. “It’s your turn, Jack. What do you want me to do?”

Jacks face went from shock to something resembling something much sinister; meant to intimidate but instead it stirred the hot desire in me. 

“Get on your knees.” His clip demand got my heart racing; but was I way over my head in this situation? I didn’t move fast enough. “Tara, you can always say no,” he assured me.

I rolled my eyes. “Of course I know that. I won’t be intimidated by you, Jack.” 

A slow, seductive smile graced his face. I followed his early demand and fell to my knees. He walked over, his fingers caressed my face, tracing fingers over my lips. My tongue lashed out to tease him. “Don’t worry, imma put that pretty mouth to work.” 

He unbuckled his belt. The sound of his zipper was loud enough in the quiet room, that i thought someone would hear. I was too eager to see what he had, I pulled down his boxers. My hands instinctively reached out to stroke his dick slowly. My tongue lashed out to lick the head, I heard him hiss at the feel of my tongue. I took his dick slowly into my mouth. His hands wound tight through my hair, bringing his dick further into my mouth. I picked up the pace, sucking, licking, jerking him. I looked up at Jack to see his reaction. “You look so good with my dick in your mouth.”

I felt my spit sliding down my chin as I sucked faster. “Tara, you keep going and I’m going to come.”

He thrust one more time, holding my head in place. I gagged a bit before he took his dick out and lifted me up to his desk.

Jack undid the buttons on my blouse, pushing my bra out the way. His hands slid up my ribcage, cupping my breasts, feeling the weight of it before squeezing and taking my nipple into his mouth. I let out a moan.

His other hand found its way down, rubbing my clit through my panties. “Your pussy’s so wet.” My head feel back. I noticed the New York City streets were visible.

“Can they see us?” I whispered.

“Hmmm?” Jack was to busy sucking on my nipples and finger fucking me to hear what I was saying.

His fingers thrust inside me while his thumb kept circling my clit, making me forget my worries about curtains.

He bent down to grab a condom from his pants. I heard the tear of the wrapper, watched as he slid it down his hard cock. I spread my legs wide, pulling my panties to the side. He jerked himself as I laid on the desk, waiting for him. He wanted a show? My fingers made their way down. I began to rub myself, inserting two fingers, knowing the my spots. I closed my eyes. “Look at me while you fuck yourself.”

I did as I was told. I arched against myself as I felt the build up. My fingers went faster as I came. I pushed down on my own fingers to prolong the sensation. “Now, suck your fingers.”

I licked my fingers, tasting myself. Jack rubbed against the entrance and slowly made his way in. I arched to take him. His thrusts were slow as he adjusted to the feel.

“Is this what you wanted?” he whispered as his fingers dug into my thigh, while the other hand circled around my neck holding me in place.

“Fuck me harder. Anyway you want, Jack,” my voice came out in small breaths.

He obliged. The lamp on the desk, shook along with every hard thrust, falling off and landing with a thud on the floor. Jack flipped me over, placing one of my legs on the table and one planted on the floor. He entered me from behind, I arched my ass to get him deeper. “You like this? this is what you wanted?”

“Yes! yes!”

He hand reached around and began to rub my clit. The warmth began to build up in my belly. I pushed against him, losing myself in the feel of him. Jack grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling my head back and slamming his dick into me hard. I came but he continued to fuck me until the sensations subsided.

His climax was close, I could sense it with every erratic pump of his hips until he finally groaned against my neck, letting go of my hair to grab my hips one final time. He came with such a ferocity that I thought the desk would break. I fell limp against the desk.

Jack discarded the condom into the wastebasket and picked me up, carrying me to the small couch. We laid in silence, the only sound was from the soft humming of the city’s traffic below.

“Tara?”

“Hmmm?” I answered, unable to open my eyes.

“What happens now?”

I sighed. “Jack, let’s not drag this out with feelings and overthinking. This should be just a one time thing, let’s not make this messy.” Jack didn’t answer. I looked up to see if he was awake. “Jack?”

“We can get a little messy.”

“What? I don’t want to pressure you.”

“I am a grown ass man. I don’t do anything unless I really want to. I want you.”

I laid back on his chest, relaxing against the feel of his heartbeat. “Then you have me.”