Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Thirty Four

  I continue to type away at the laptop, trying my best to ignore the fact that Gary has managed to turn me on and hes not even here. If i actually focus, like really focus and do this work i could be out of here by half 7. Its getting dark outside now and the office is dimly lit by my desk lamp. I cant concerntrate, it no good. I wont be out of here until nine at this rate. Maybe if i make it go away?...No! For fucks sake Libby no! Work girl. Focus.
I begin to type away that the laptop again until i hear footsteps. I thought i was the only one here... They're getting closer, they're on this floor. I freeze at the laptop. Its not security, they dont make their rounds util about half seven.
The footsteps stop and i notice the shillouette of a man standing in the door way. My heart skips a beat. No way, No fucking way. No, i know that body, i know who that is.
Gary steps into the room and i feel myslef pratically convulse i the seat.
"Ello." He grins.
"Oh hello you." I smile, "What a pleasant surprise."
"Glad you like it." Gary smirks. "I take it you were talking about this?" He drops a take-away pizza down on my desk along with a bottle of wine.
"No actually." I smile. "I was talking about you."
Gary raises both eyenrows. "Oh really?"
I nod slowly. "Really..."
Gary nods to himself and walks over to the huge window. "Wow." Hes staring out at the view across London. "Quite the view you've got yourself up here."
"Yeah," I smile, standing up next to him. "Quite pretty isnt it?"
"Very." Gary takes a step back so hes stood behind me, running his hands down my bare arms, i tingle under his touch, leaning my head back against his chest.
"Im glad you're here..." I murmur as his hands continue to glide up and down my arms.
"You are?"
"Mm-huh." I moan quietly, Jesus Libby! Get a grip. "Ive been so bored up here Gary?..."
"Really?" I feel him smile against my hair. "And what would you like me to do about that?"
"I think we both know what id like you to do." Im pratically panting. Fucking Hell.Gary takes a step forward, pinning me up against the cold window. Without a word he reaches forward and begins to unbutton my blouse, moving rediculously slowly. I start unbuttoning it from the bottom, when our fingers meet in the middle he pulls my hands down behind my back before he pulls the blouse off my arms, letting it drop to the floor. Anyone looking in our direction could easily see me half naked in the window.
Slowly, Gary moves down, unzipping my skirt and pushing it to the floor. I hear his low, throaty groan when he sees im wearing stockings.
"Oh Libby." He mutters, his breath damp against my neck. Teasingly, his fingers work their way back up my back, as they unclasp my bra. That too drops to the ground, and now, im stood in the window wearing nothing, but my pants, stokings and heels. Im sure there is some rule about fucking at work...
Gary reaches forward and cups my breasts from behind, massaging, pinching and twisting. I throw my head back onto his shoulder in sheer delight.
"Over there." Gary chokes, nodding his head toward my nesk. I shift a few paper to one side and sit down, the surface cold against the tops of my thighs. "Fuck, you're hot." Gary thows he a glimps of that lopsided smile and i think i practically melt.
Gary continues to devouer my body with his eyes as he takes off his coat and throws it on the back of my chair. I reach my hands forward to his waist band, but he takes a step back, shaking his head.
"Naughty girl." He tuts. Holy shit. He undoes his shirt and shrugs it off. And now hes stood here, in front of me, topless, his chest rises and falls quickly as his breaths become more shallow, my eyes, however, are drawn to his erection, pulling the fabric of his trousers so taught i think they might actually rip.
"Gary..." I moan, "Please."
"What do you want Lib?" He takes a step forward, pushing my legs apart with his hands.
"Fuck me Gary."
"What?" He pretends to act outraged. His hands pinning my arms behind my back so i cant reach for his waist band. "You want me to fuck you here? On this desk? The door is a little open you know?"
"I dont care." I half hiss, half pant.
"But what if someone comes in Libby?" Gary whispers slowly. Oh fuck hes good.Well, if this is the way hes going to play. I try and control my breathing to a steady rhythm.
"You must be throbbing." I say, innocently biting down on my lip. Gary closes his eyes briefly.
"Oh, trust me Libby. I am." His voice is hoarse as he takes another step closer to me, his hand moving down between our bodies. I gasp loudly when his hands reach me.
"Oh dear," Gary mutters onto my neck as he continues to suck and bite. "I guess you'll be wanting me to do something about this?"
"Mmmh huh!" Its all can manage as i pant, loudly now. Gary has my underwear off in seconds, aswell as his trousers and boxers too. His length springing free imdeiatly. Oh fuck.

Within seconds Gary has slammed himself all the way into me. I bite down on my lip to absorb the scream. He pulls nearly all the way out, before repeating himself, slamming himself into me, filling me. I claw onto the back of his neck as he builds up a steady rhythm. The feeling of him inside me satifies me nearly immediatly and i can feel myself climbing. I whimper quietly, im about to come and so is he.
Gary stops suddenly, his whole length inside me.
"Shit, no Gary! Dont stop!" I moan.
"Libby shut up!" He hisses back at me. "Whats that?"
I listen closley, the sound of familiar footsteps echoe in the hallway. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck! Its Dan, the security guard making his final rounds, But this feels too good to stop now, i need this, ive needed this all night. I feel Gary harden even more inside me, he feels it too. The thrill of being caught fucking in public is too erotic.
"I dont care." I hiss into Garys ear.
"I wouldnt have cared if you had." Gary hisses back, thrusting himself in and out of me again, this time hes getting faster and faster, somehow managing to hit me deeper and deeper each time.
"Gary." I murmur, the footsteps are getting closer, too close in fact and im fully aware that i am about to explode. He doesnt stop, insead he gets faster still, thrusting him self into me, my nails digging into his back, my legs wrapped around his waist, stopping him from moving.
"Night Libby!" Dan calls from the hall way. Holy fuck no! Dont come in. PLEASE dont come in!
"Ni-ight!" I try my best to call back, but it comes out as a straggled cry. Oh shit, please dont come in. Please!
The tension proves too much for Gary and he swears through gritted teeth as he shoots his warm liquid inside of me. Oh holy shit! I whimper loudly and pray that Dan has moved on as i hit my orgasm.
We both shake, cursing as quietly as we can as we come togther.
"Fuck Libby, Oh fuck." Gary pants, his sweaty body collasping down on top me me. I run my fingers through his damp hair as my breathing pattern slows down.
"You'll have to come to work with me more often." I smile, kissing the top of his head gently.