You Caught Me

JIMMY’S POV

"Great show Higgins!" I said as I was walking towards my office. "Yeah man, that "Tight Pants" bit with Paul Rudd was hilarious!" Steve exclaimed. "I’ve got some ideas to jot down for tomorrow’s monologue. I’ll catch ya tomorrow, man." I yelled to him as he was walking down the hall. That being said, I closed my door and proceeded to my desk.

I opened up Word and began typing my mono ideas. I typed as much as I could, but I had seemed to forget a lot of them. I leaned back in my chair and began thinking. I don’t know how, but your face popped into my head. You had been interning on the show for about 4 months. I remember when first meeting you, I couldn’t help but stare into you’re beautiful, eager eyes. You’re dark, thick lashes touched the bottoms of your eyes every time you blinked. They were the sexiest things I had ever seen. My eyes then made their way down to your full lips. The things I wanted that mouth to do to me were unexplainable. And then I noticed your body. Wow. I wanted to run my finger tips and tongue along your glowing curves. I wanted you to feel the excitement that you had given to me by just standing there.

I finally snapped out of my state of lust and looked down at my pants. A massive bulge was forming, making my pants extremely tight. I was wearing my light gray pants which made it very prominent. I couldn’t leave the office looking like this. I had to take care of it.

Everyone from the show should have left for the day so I decided to have a little fun. I slowly undid the zipper to my pants and pulled them down. I had on boxers which made it easier for access. Damn I was hard. I wish you knew what you could do to me. I undid my button up shirt and rolled up my sleeves. I reached into the opening of my boxers and pulled out my length.

I pumped some lotion that I had on my desk into my hand and began. I started working my hand on the base of my cock. I ran my hand up, twisting slowly to the head of my member. I pumped up and down and began to achieve a steady rhythm. My free hand grazed over my lower belly, giving myself goosebumps. I pictured that you were the one torturing me with your fingers, giving me little kisses around my belly button. My hands traveled up to my abdomen and I started kneading at my stomach muscles.

I was laying back in my chair with my face looking up at the ceiling. I clamped the thickness of my shaft and increased the rhythm. I started to let out little whimpers of pleasure. I could feel the sweat run down my neck, past my collarbones and onto my chest. I worked up to the tip of my length and used my thumb to spread the beads of pre-cum that had surfaced on the slit. I moved down and started to massage the sensitive spot right under the tip. I knew I’d be getting off soon. After two minutes of excruciating pleasure, I could feel myself about to come until I was interrupted by two knocks on the door. I notice someone come in from the corner of my eye.

"Hey, Mr. Fal- oh my gosh!" was all I heard and a loud bang from the door hitting against the frame. My eyes darted to the partially opened door. I tucked myself back in and zipped up. I ran out to see who it was to try and explain. She was already a few doors down and I ran to catch up with her. "Hey, wait!" I saw her turn around. Oh my god. It was you. 

You had a look of shock on your face. I don’t blame you. You had just seen you’re boss whacking it to the thought of you. Thank god you didn’t know that part. You began sputtering out words too fast that I could barely understand you.

"I’m so sorry, Mr. Fallon. I decided to stay late and work on monologue jokes and I noticed you’re truck was outside and decided to come and run some by you and I’m just so terribly sorr-" "Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay. I’m the one who should be sorry. I was trying to relieve some stress and I forgot the door was unlocked."

I looked down at you and noticed you couldn’t look me in the eye. I lifted up your chin with my hand. “Can we at least talk about this? Let’s go sit in my office and talk about the monologue jokes you had. I just want to forget this ever happened.” You gave me a nod and followed behind me to my office.