Caught Ch. 05

"Good!" she said.

"Finished?" he asked in clipped tones.

There was a long pause and she spoke only after taking a deep breath.

"Yes," she said almost in a whisper, "I just wanted to say that."

"Okay," he said, "we're both clear on that then."

"Yes," she said with a huge sigh.

"I'm actually glad you called," he said. "I knew there were things we needed to talk about."

"Yes," she said in a small voice. "That was the most exciting thing I've ever done."

He thought he heard her sob a little as she said it.

"It was really good!" he said with feeling.

"Yes it was!" she replied sounding like a little girl.

"I'm glad you liked it," he said. "I was worried how you would react though."

"What do you mean?" she almost whimpered.

"Well," he said, "I was afraid you might call and yell at me while you told me you weren't leaving your husband; or something like that."

She snickered softly and sighed again.

"I guess I was a little harsh," she said.

"Maybe a little," he agreed sarcastically.

"I'm sorry," she said, her voice almost returning to its normal tone. "I was just so worried after we, well, after we finished, um..."

"Fucking?" he interrupted.

"Please don't use that word," she said distastefully. "It's so vulgar!"

"Sorry," he said, "I thought you were used to that word by now."

He could almost see her blush bright red after he spoke.

"I did say it didn't I." she replied weakly.

"Yes you did," he said.

She sighed again and he heard her breathing harshly through her nose.

"That was in the heat of the moment!" she insisted.

"I know," he said. "I was teasing you a bit."

"I know," she said sadly.

"It's okay to smile when I tease you, you know," he said.

"I'm smiling," she said. "I'm remembering what happened, you know, today, and those other days."

"Me too," he said. "It was wonderful!"

She chuckled a little and sighed.

"Yes it was," she said. "Did you enjoy it more when you didn't know who I was, or today?"

"I enjoyed it every time," he said. "You were sexy as hell whether I could see your face or not."

"No excitement from the mystery then?" she asked.

"Yes there was!" he said. "I was excited because a girl I didn't know wanted to have sex with me. I was also excited when the girl I have a crush on wanted to have sex with me."

She laughed and said, "You should be a diplomat! You never give a straight answer."

"That's not true!" he protested. "I gave you two straight answers. I was excited to have sex period!"

"Just like a man!" she said.

"And you wouldn't want me any other way," he said with a grin.

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Brian walked back to his desk from the factory.

As usual, almost all the cubicles in the office area were occupied. His boss, Randy, sat two desks away from his. There was one cubicle between his desk and Randy's on that side of the room. It had been empty now for over a year.

The other side of the room had occupants at four stations. The aisle running through the office separated them all from Brian's cubicle by at least eight feet. In them sat sixty-something year old Fred, the only other man in the room, Deanne, the order entry clerk and two sales reps, Kim and Amal.

Both Deanne and Amal were a little on the dowdy side and, although both in their thirties, did absolutely nothing for Brian's libido. Kim on the other hand was a very cute Korean girl in her thirties who he eyed from time to time with more than a casual interest.

She was a perpetually happy person who infected others with her bright personality. No one could spend any time around her without smiling at least a few times.

He nodded his hellos to them all as he approached his desk.

Maria was there too. Although her desk was on the opposite side of the building close to Evelyn's, she was filing orders away in the double bank of cabinets immediately behind Brian's desk.

She grinned at him saucily as he got into his chair. He tried not to but felt himself blush redly as he turned and stared resolutely at his computer monitor.

He was deep into his own work, peering up at the others from time to time and seeing all of them similarly busy when he noticed movement by his feet.

He glanced down in alarm to see Maria crawling stealthily under his desk.

Already very short, she stood just less than five feet tall, when crouched down as she was, no one else in the room noticed as she moved silently to the front of his chair.

She put a finger to her lips and grinned. His eyes went wide as she tugged at his belt and trousers and she snickered quietly. With deft movements he dared not interfere with, his pants were opened and pulled down to reveal his undershorts. With a look in her eyes like a child on an Easter egg hunt, she tugged his underwear forward. His cock, starting to get hard in anticipation, popped out and she looked at it eagerly.

She slipped her lips over the head and laved the underside with her tongue. Brian bit his lip and tried not to make any sound. She chuckled and swabbed at the shaft while holding the head with one hand. Her other hand dug into his slacks and gently cupped his testicles. A low whimper escaped his lips as she palmed his balls and poked a finger into the area of his perineum.

Brian slid forward on his chair, partially to hide his face from view of the others and partially to allow her better access.

Now freed from the strictures of his clothing, Maria began to give him a blowjob worthy of poetry.

With his co-workers no more than ten or so feet away, he found it almost painful not to cry out with elation at the sensations he was feeling. Alternating between exquisite hand strokes and mind-numbing mouth work, she did things to him he never imagined.

Toward the climax, she put both hands on his shaft, pumping up and down with even strokes as she sucked on the head. Her cheeks puffed inward and he felt as though someone had placed a vacuum hose over his penis.

With his teeth clamped firmly together, his hips bucked under his desk toward her face. She held on relentlessly and maintained the grip her lips held on his cock.

He jerked and then his cum rocketed out of his penis and into her mouth. She grinned in triumph as the semen coated her tongue but continued to hold on as he spurted three more times; the last being nothing more than a dribble of a teaspoon or so.

She crawled out from under the desk and squatted beside his chair smiling broadly. She used her finger to scoop up a couple of drops that escaped her lips and teasingly fed them onto the tip of her tongue as he watched.

By now Brian was spent. His breathing was heavy which he was doing his best to hide from everyone else in the room. His slacks were pooled around his calves and now he had to figure out how to get them up and fastened without anyone else knowing.

With an evil snicker she crawled back to the file cabinets and calmly resumed filing orders away.

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On Friday Brian went into work as usual. He was typically in at least an hour before the rest of the office people came in which gave him an opportunity to work undisturbed.

As the others arrived for work, he noticed a couple of the women eyeing him strangely. He bid them good morning and went on with his work ignoring their peculiar stares.

He got up to go to the washroom and looked back at one point to see Deanne and Kim watching him and whispering to each other. He continued on to the bathroom with a pensive frown. On his way back he stepped into the office kitchen and saw Serena, the very petite Chinese girl who worked in Accounting with Evelyn. He said good morning and she turned with a smile. The smile on her face died almost instantly when she looked at him.

He gave her a puzzled expression and her smile returned, only weaker and with a hint of trepidation.

"What's up?" he asked casually.

"Nothing!" she replied very quickly. "Everything good!" she said with an uncomfortable grin.

"Okay," he said cautiously. "See you later."

She nodded and then scurried out of the kitchen and headed toward her side of the building.

Maria walked in and stopped dead as soon as she saw him. Her eyes became a little shady, like she was trying to hide something, and her usual bright smile faded somewhat.

"Hi Brian," she said, looking away from him and darting to the refrigerator.

"Hi Maria," he said with a scowl, "you too?"

She looked at him warily and he saw a wave of guilt wash over her face.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

He frowned and took a deep breath while he studied her discomfort.

"Why is everyone staring at me so funny today?" he asked sternly.

"Funny?" she said as her eyes shifted to the side. "What do you mean funny?"

"Why is everyone staring at me like I'm a bug under a microscope?" he asked.

She bit her lip and blushed severely.

"I don't know what you mean," she said in a weak voice.

Brian continued to stare at her and she withered under his gaze.

"Spill!" he said.

She grimaced and looked down at the floor.

She glanced up to see him watching her with his arms crossed and an angry glower on his face.

"What did you do?" he hissed.

Her eyes closed and she sighed in resignation. She shook her head sadly and finally looked into his eyes. Her expression showed she was beaten.

"Deanne caught me reading your story yesterday," she said.

Brian groaned aloud and sat at the small table set aside for lunch eaters. He put his head in his hands and closed his eyes tightly.

"What did you tell her," he moaned without looking up.

"Nothing!" she said immediately.

He looked up at her and she dropped her head once more.

"At first," she said weakly.

"At first?" he asked as he groaned again.

"She forced it out of me!" she wailed.

"Forced it out of you?" he repeated after her. "Did she apply thumb screws or something?"

She sat at the table facing him and placed a hand gently on his arm.

"I'm so sorry!" she said with a downcast look. "She started asking me where it came from and did I know who did it. I tried to be evasive but she just kept pressing me!"

He sighed heavily and put his head in his hands once more.

"How much does she know?" he asked in a defeated voice.

"Everything," she replied sadly.

"Everything?" he exclaimed. "What do you mean everything?"

Her eyes went wide all of a sudden and she shook her head vehemently.

"No no no!" she replied. "She doesn't know about any of the, um, personal stuff. Only that you wrote the story."

He closed his eyes in relief, sort of. It was a relief to know they had no idea about him and Maria or him and Evelyn, but for them to know he wrote the story alone might be enough to get him into trouble.

He took a deep breath and looked her in the eye.

"Now do you understand why I didn't want you to know I wrote it?" he asked.

She nodded sadly and apologized once more.

"Okay," he said with resignation. "If they know, there's nothing to be done about it now."

"They?" Maria asked.

"Everyone," he said with dead eyes.

"Everyone?" she asked incredulously.

"Everyone I've seen so far today," he said.

"Oh my," she said softly.

"Don't tell me," he said, "Deanne told you she wouldn't tell anyone else."

Maria nodded and looked down at the floor again.

He stared at her in disgust for a moment and then stood up without another word and went back to his desk.