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As I was phasing in and out of daydreaming while the Mayor of the city I’ve grown up in was having probably his 3rd meeting explaining to other city officials his plan for the beltway, I took note of how he was getting a little stressed and tired in his demeanor, his tone, and the subtle, yet long inhales became more apparent. These signs may not be seen by the other people in the room, but I definitely noticed. I’ve caught onto it after some months have passed working for him, it’s just about to be my 2 and a half year anniversary of having this position. l was very fond of what Jerry stood for, how close he is to his community. However, I have to admit that his tactics of getting re-elected are not my favorite decisions he has made.

Once everyone was finished discussing everything, Jerry eventually guided his guests out to the door of his office, and I followed to make sure if I needed to make follow up appointments for other matters as Jerry heads back inside his office after shaking heads in farewell. Once I’ve finished with that task, I head back to the double doors of his office and as always I knock, and he calls for me to come in.

“I think that went well, they’ve all said they are coming to the rally and have made appointments to hear about your next potential projects if you are re-elected mayor,” I say calmly.

Jerry is in his chair, leaning back, and his eyes closed, trying to relax a bit from all his meetings, a groan coming out of his lips soft enough that I could barely hear it. Usually, this is my cue to prepare some of his favorite bourbon on the rocks. My heels click to the cabinet, and I open it to reveal his drink collection. I bring the drink over to his desk, moving next to him and placing the drink to the upper left of his laptop.

“There are also some policies that need to be reviewed by the end of the week. Do you want to do some tonight?” I lightly tease. Jerry’s head turns to me and gives me a look of unamusement, I smile.

“I didn’t think so,” I turn to sit on the edge of the desk, facing him.

“I’m ready for this construction to be over, and for that kid, Mabel, to just be out of my hair about this,” Jerry sighs again.

“Well, even though you ran out the animals, I’m glad you at least aren’t building while they were still there. However, I’m curious about what your plan is for when your undercover trees are found out,” I cross my arms. Jerry looks at me, “that’s not going to happen, and even if that does, it does show that I prioritize Beaverton as well as care for animals.”

I simply nod and lightly roll my eyes. I did actually like what Jerry did for Beaverton. Jerry cares for each citizen and always looks for more to provide for them. However, I haven’t been the biggest fan of him building the belt way of the Glade, using those speakers to remove the animals from their long-time home. At least he isn’t just going through with this while the animals were still present.

Lately, I’ve been growing a bit of a crush on the mayor, the way he’s so charming to people. The way he acts, his hair, and his smile. Jerry has been just so attractive to me lately. Now, since Jerry has been single for a very long time….. and honestly so have I. I wanted to sort of do some little experiment to see if he actually was attracted to any kind of person at all. I would help him fix his tie before meetings, watch his eyes follow my hands, and I would place my hand on his shoulder when placing down papers at his desk. I know this isn’t something that should be done in a professional setting, but seeing him at the construction sites, how confident he is for press conferences, and how courteous he is to me in our meetings, getting the door for me, checking in on me when some other town officials treat me as some simple coffee fetcher. I couldn’t help falling for him.

As I watched Jerry pinch his nose I knew that it was time for his bourbon. My heels click as I walk over to a cabinet on the fair right of the office, opening it to a small liquor collection and some fine crystal. Ipour his bourbon on the rocks. When I reach Jerry at his desk I move to sit on the edge on his left and place down his drink.

Tonight, since he has been so stressed, I wanted to take it a step further. I’m going against all logic. I could lose my job for this, but I watch him loosen his tie yet again, and the question comes out.

“What do you do for relaxation, sir?”

He turns to me a little surprised at the question. “Well, I’m more of a reader and sometimes indulging in cooking therapy, as you know, with my mom.” I smile at how he genuinely is a caring son. He continues, “I knew that this job was going to be very much not a walk in the park, but I love being able to change the city for the better.”

I cross my arms and smirk, “I’m the last one you need to use your re-election speech on, Jerry. Don’t worry, you have my vote.”

Jerry takes a swig of his drink and smirks, “well I’m glad, it is ideal for my secretary to vote for me, but if you need more convincing, I’ll help you.”

We both laugh, and my heart flutters at his words, how his tired eyes stare at me and a wave of confidence flows through me.

“Actually, Jerry, I think you need the convincing.”

He tilts his head, “why do you think that?”

“You are a great mayor but I think some times you don’t always believe it.”

Jerry looks down at himself briefly, looking internally, and then brings a hand to his hair.

“It’s the stress of re-election, y/n, I’ve definitely been having doubts, and with Mabel going around, just being a pain, I definitely root myself up more to counteract it.”

“The rally is in a week, Mabel has only been just going around to wherever you are and you two just yell at each other, she seems to not really be doing a petition yet that could truly affect the beltway. So as of right now, the beltway is still in place, and you’ve gotten a raised approval rating in the past month because of it, I checked with the media team today.” I try my best to reassure him, I always try to keep him with positive statements, it drives him in the right direction.

Jerry looks up at me and gives me a smile of gratitude, but still the fatigue in his eyes pokes out to me more.

“You know, sir, I do know another way of relieving stress,” my voice becomes a bit softer. I move my arms behind me to brace myself on his desk. Jerry looks at my change in position and then back to eye contact. His eyes squint a bit in curiosity.

“What way?”

“Well, it’s a two-person method, and both have to be willing to do it,” I move off the desk and have his chair turn to his left side, I bend down a little to be more at his eye level, my voice a bit more sensual, “Would you like to try it?”

Jerry begins to have a flush on his face, and his eyes slightly widen, starting to understand what I might be insinuating.

“Uh….y/n, this uh, if you’re wanting to do what I’m thinking, I don’t know if I could ask you….to, uh…”

“You don’t have to ask, Jerry, I want to, I have been for a while.”

I unbutton my shirt a bit to show more of my cleavage and the lacy bra I had underneath my blouse. I see his eyes follow, and he softly swallows.

“I don’t think this is….uh..appropriate,” he hesitates. He leans back in his chair a bit and makes other sounds of worry. The noise only makes me wish to continue, I fall to my knees, bringing up my hands to his thighs and with light pressure rubbing circles with my thumbs.

“We don’t have to continue, but I am here to serve you, to make sure you are in your most optimal state, and to help you anywhere you need me. When was the last time someone gave you relief like this?” My eyes are large and looking up at him, his movement has mostly stopped, his eyes locked with mine.

“It’s been….a very long time, and y/n, you’re a beautiful woman…don’t uh, get me wrong, but this, I don’t know if…I can….” His fingers are gripped on the armrests of his chair.

“We can go slow, I just want to please you. I want to give you a little bit of serenity since it’s been a stressful couple of months, and I’ve been honestly growing a bit of a crush on you.”

His head tilts and he bites his lips as he’s still thinking about all of this. I speak up again.

“I feel like there have been moments between us that have been more than just our professional relationship, am I wrong to think that?”

“Well, uh…..I’ve enjoyed having you there by my side…and I value you very much…”

“You know what I mean Jerry,” I interrupt.

“Y/n, I’m much older than you, and you do deserve someone closer to your age, I-I do think you’re great but….” He sighs, closing his eyes and then to me with sincerity, “I have had thoughts about you too….but how can this work?”

My heart flutters again at his admission, and I squeeze his thighs to massage a bit more and give reassurance. “We don’t have to think that far ahead right now, just for tonight, let me do something for you, with all your hard work you do for the city, the people you meet and familiarize yourself with, taking care of your mom, I want you to feel how amazing and honorable I think that is, but only if you’ll want me to.”

His eyes shifted, they’ve relaxed since his panicked state from moments before and he then placed a hand on my wrist and pulled, I move up, feeling that he didn’t want me to do this. As I was about to pull away, he starts to pull me in, his hand moving to lock with my fingers. We get close to where I can smell his after shave. With his other hand, he puts a hair that’s fallen out of place from my bun behind me ear, then leaves his hand on my cheek. His voice is deep, yet soft.

“I want you to.”

Jerry moved forward to lock our lips and it feels like ecstasy. I move my free hand to his chest to brace myself. His lips are soft and I faintly feel the prick of his always freshly shaven face. I move my tongue to his lip, as I want to deepen the kiss. He lets me in and we explore each others mouths. I’m pulled into his lap and a quick thought is I’m surprised we do it on such a seemingly narrow chair. The thought is gone fast from how his hand move from being wrapped around to my back down to my hips, he lightly squeezes and I softly moan into our kiss. He hums deeply in return. I move my hands into his hair, something I’ve fantasized about many times, his salt and pepper hair silky to the touch, and my actions causing another hum out of him. After a beat I part myself from him and move to his neck, his now free mouth releasing sighs of pleasure and soft whimpering, making my hips more against him very subtly, earning another squeeze on my hips from him. As much as I would love to ride him here, I know the chair couldn’t handle, plus I want to fully please him. I pull away from his neck and look into his eyes, have lidded, mouth agape, hair disheveled but still lays perfectly. I burn the image into my head. I say breathlessly.

“Let me keep my word of what I was going to do.”

I get off his lap and get back onto my knees. My hands moving towards his belt, I notice he still is blushing as I’m doing this. Once that is undone, I do his zipper and he helps me lower his pants enough to his ankles and his boxers only remain. I gently hook a finger on the wristband and pull down to reveal his erection. My mouth waters a bit at the size and I have thoughts of us in different situations but for now I take a hold of him, my eyes move to be locked with his and I move my lips over his tip. I sink down as much as he could and his head falls back to the chair and releases a sigh. I slowly rise up again and back down, my right hand on the base to cover the area where my mouth can’t reach and I lightly squeeze. I continue my motions at this pace for a while, not wanting to potentially have this short-lived, especially with all the beautiful whimpers and moans he’s making.

I try different variations of using my tongue, different paces, and even using my hand alongside, eventually I reach a rhythm that makes him deeply groan.

“Oh my god…y/n…p-please keep doing that…”

Jerry reaches down to hold my face with both of his hands and softly guide my movements. Our eyes were locked, I will forever treasure this image of his half-lidded eyes, mouth agape, and brows furrowed in pleasure. He was breathless, moaning and whimpering at how close he was getting after that and I wanted him to have his release. I could even feel him twitching in my mouth. Not long after, he finishes in my mouth. I him and swallow his release and pull away, massaging his thighs again. Jerry moves to bring up his boxers, and he then leans down to kiss my forehead sweetly. I then move to get off my knees, and Jerry helps me up like a gentleman. As we stand facing each other, Jerry speaks.

“Y/n….that was amazing and I would absolutely love to return the favor in a moment.”

Jerry wraps his arm around my waist to pull me closer, I smile, resting my hands on his chest.

“As much as I would love that, it will have to wait, it’s already late, and we have the big press conference tomorrow morning. However…”

I move closer to his lips.

“How about a rain check?”

I speak softly, my fingers slowly move to his shirt buttons to help put them back together. I see a flush on Jerry’s cheeks, “I would like that, a lot.”

We share another kiss of passion, and after a beat I pull away, and I chuckle.

“You still have your pants down, ya know?”

Jerry looks down and sheepishly laughs, and moved to place his pants back on and fix the rest of his appearance to be back to normal.

“Well, since I can’t do anything for you tonight, let me at least walk you to your car.”

My heart flutters at how much of a gentleman he is, I nod, leaving his office to grab my things.

As we walk down the capitol’s stairs, we stay beside each other in comfortable silence. I feel bliss after what has occurred, I look over to see what Jerry might be feeling. Jerry wears a soft smile on his face, still a flush on his cheeks as well, as if he’s also in bliss. As we reach my car, I turn to him. A thought I feel like I should tell him comes out.

“Jerry, I don’t regret one thing that’s happened in the last hour, but I know that our…..new relationship wouldn’t be the best in the public eye….I won’t say anything…”

Jerry’s face fell a bit at this topic. “The usual mayor and his secretary trope will be eaten by the media, and as much as I would like to take you to a proper date, I feel like right now, especially before the rally and re-election, we should keep this between us.”

Jerry steps forward and places a piece of my hair behind my ear.

“But know that I also don’t want to hide what we’ve just discovered for each other and undervalue you, ever.”

My cheeks feel warm at his words, and I smile. Ithen nod in understanding, I tell him goodbye and goodnight, getting into my car. I see him walk off to the other part of the driveway to his red convertible and get in to then start heading home. So many thoughts about what happened tonight and how……he would like to return the favor in the future.

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As I grab the handle of the glass door, the autumn air blows through my hair as I step into my workplace of 5 years, Alchemax. Earbuds in my ear blasting music as I head my way to my lab, well, “our” lab, the lab I share with Dr. Jonathon Ohnn. We’ve been working together on the collider for about 5 months, though we’ve known each other before hand from more minor projects. I don’t know why but he always captivated me, his long brunette hair with messy curls, matched with a messy beard, and his sweet character. However, lately the thing about him that makes me freeze for a millisecond…are his eyes, warm chocolate irises that accompany his warm, tired smile….but obviously it’s very irrational to develop such a school girl crush on my coworker. I place my hand on the bio pad and I enter into the lab, Jonathon has seemed to beat me as I notice him hunched over the machine, I notice a couple of empty cups of coffee next to him…and one on the floor. I smirk at him slightly as I take out my earbuds and place them into my bag. I place my belongings on my desk and take my trench coat off.

“Am I crazy to assume that you have slept in here last night, Doctor Ohnn?” I tease him, he jolts slightly as he was deeply focused on the work in front of him, he turns to me and pushes up his glasses with his finger. The lanky doctor smiles softly, responding with a tired and croaky voice, “It is very logical for you to have assumed, but no, just didn’t sleep much when I got home, thought it was a sign for me to start ahead today.”I nod with slight amusement, I turn my attention back to hanging my trench coat and putting on my lab coat. Jonathon definitely has gotten a lot done already. The boards that we erased last night were already filled with new equations and notes on the work Jonathon started at who-knows-what hour this morning. I walk to his side and look at the wiring he’s working on the machine, I lean in closer to where my head is basically floating on top of his right shoulder. I can smell his musk mixed with his cologne, I can even smell the coffee from his breath, I enjoy the smell for a brief moment then I notice something in front of me…

“You didn’t reattach that wire securely enough,” I state bluntly, he turns his head slightly to where I now feel the hairs of the beard on his right cheek ghost against my left cheek.

“What? Where?”

I bring my arm around his broad shoulders and point to a section inside the machine.

“That red wire is too loose, the next time we try to contain the dark matter with this and it suddenly fails, it will basically bring us back to week one, plus cause a lot of damage, and these materials took weeks to be delivered remember?” I give him a soft smile to show I’m not trying to give him a hard time in his obviously tired state. Jonathon looks back at the machine and then back at me, he gives a soft smile, he then laughs softly shaking his head, looking down and then back at me, he straightens himself up to his full height of 6’3, he steps aside and extends his hand for me fix his mistake. I step forward and begin to work on the wire, I can feel him behind me, looking over my shoulder as I do my work, I suddenly then hear him laugh softly behind me and speak.

“You know, this is why I’m grateful I have you here, Doctor, I need three pairs of eyes apparently,” he laughs at his glasses joke and then it dies down to a cough of slight embarrassment, but I turn to him with a smile and laugh softly at his joke. I rest my hand on my hip as I speak with a teasing tone.

“I agree, I’ll be nice this time since you didn’t have a good nights rest last night.”

I walk past him and head to my desk that is in the lab to look through my journal to continue my work from yesterday. I hear footsteps behind me again and I turn to look at Jonathon, he has a hand rubbing the back of his neck and his other hand struggling to get into his pants pocket, he laughs a bit shyly.

“Yeah, I kinda planned on napping at home after I got a good amount of work done, before getting ready for the charity event tonight….uh, are you going?”

My eyes widened slightly at the realization. “Oh shit, that is tonight isn’t it?” I then raise my hand to my hand to scratch at how I completely forgot what day it even was. Jonathon and I have been so busy with creating the container for the dark matter needed for the collider, guess he’s been more aware than I was. I shake my head a bit then look at him, I see a soft smile on his face at how I forgot.

“Seems like someone has been too into their work as much as I have, huh?” He smirks as he teases, walking up to my desk and then leaning on it with one hand, crossing his leg over the other as he looks down at me. I blush internally at the moment. I laugh softly as I look up into his warm yet tired eyes.

“I guess so, good thing I have my dress already. I am actually quite surprised that you’re going, Doctor Ohnn.” I tilt my head to him, I see his brows very slightly furrow in confusion, but his smile never leaves, it actually shifts into a smirk.

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t peg you to be a social butterfly.”

He shrugs his shoulders and nods his head.

“Fair enough, though I am especially required to be present, since Octavius and I are the heads of this collider project, I got to represent what we are creating. This collider will open so many opportunities for all of us, going to reconstruct how we view life and the universe…”

I then place my hand on his chest to have him stop talking, he looks at me with slight shock and his mouth slightly open, I smirk and saying calmly as I see redness form faintly on his cheeks.

“Jonathon, I’m working on this project too, I don’t need to hear the sales pitch.”

I look at him with amusement and then walk past him with my journal in my hand, walking back to the container. I hear him behind me as he a laughs shyly again.

“He he, very true, but honestly, I’m glad you’re going, I actually wish that they were recognizing you as well at the event tonight, you’ve been working alongside with me since day one of this project, you catch me at my mistakes, and make brilliant suggestions that have moved us past many road blocks, even on the other projects we’ve collaborated together, it’s why I made sure to get you on board this project…”

This confession from him makes a smile grow on my face, thank goodness I’m not facing him, but I feel him stand behind me again. After a moment, I return to my calm, professional demeanor and turn my head to look back at him with a soft smile, I turn back and speak over my shoulder.

“Being recognized isn’t my main desire, Doctor, just making a difference is, don’t worry about it. Now, can you actually hand me the small container of dark matter?”

I hear a small sigh, and then I hear footsteps behind me. He hands me the container and I begin to get back to work, he doesn’t say anything more. I then turn around again to go find another tool I need, I then almost bump into Jonathon, he holds my arms to prevent the collision. Our faces are close and it takes me a moment to find my grip back on reality, I feel the heat of the blush forming on my face, i sheepishly smile and softly chuckle, he does the same and instantly releases his grip on me.

“S-sorry….I uh..um,” he stutters.

“Don’t worry about it,” I cut him off with a reassuring tone, an embarrassed smile on my face.I walk around him to get back to work, I sigh from all the tension that had a hold of me in that moment. I could feel his breath, see his pupils move, the smallest of hairs on his face, I don’t think I’ve ever been so close to a person before. I shake the details off to get back to work, since I have to make sure we get a good amount done to be able to go back home to prepare for the event tonight.

(Time skip to the evening)

I keep playing with my hair as I’m driving back to Alchemax, moonlight beams through the trees as I drive down the two lane road, a couple cars in front and behind me going to the same destination. As I see the building I notice there’s a valet, of course, some of the richest people in New York City will be here. As I pull to the curbside of the building’s entrance, I step out of my car and hand the keys to the kid working, he seems tired already.

The building is filled with people elegantly dress, laughter and jazz fills my ears simply when I walk into the building. Some security guards stand near the entrance with metal detectors as well as another hired event staff collecting jackets. I take off my trench coat and my black dress is full present to all eyes present. The dress was one I’ve been waiting to use, one I simply bought initially for no purpose at all but to have in my possession. The dress is backless with a sort of corset lace in the back on the lower back area, there is a under layer of black satin and a sheer mesh over layer on top that extends to the longs sleeves, the whole bodice elegantly contouring the curves of my body, especially the neckline that is off the shoulder as well as contouring my cleavage. I didn’t look like a scientist of alchemax, and honestly I’m fine with it for tonight, however, my coworkers definitely gave looks of shock seeing me like this for the first time, especially Jonathon.

Jonathon didn’t see me until he was giving his speech alongside Dr. Octavius about the plans and funding for the collider. I listened intently to his words, they were structured well, professionally well, it honestly didn’t sound like him, he was more personal, a bit more frantic with his words, I admired it about him. As I listened to his words, I notice his gaze roaming about the audience, when he spots me I notice a slight stammer in his words. I smile softly to him, taking in his appearance, his hair the same, he’s wearing black dress pants, a white tux coat and button up shirt, and his tie white with black spots. He doesn’t continue move his gaze as he did before, seems to be locked on mine and roaming my body in fact. Internally I start thinking if there’s something wrong with my appearance, should I have chosen a different dress, gone lighter with the makeup, or even have styled my hair right, why does he keep looking at me?

After the speeches and gratitude’s to our funders, the rest of the event was made for entertainment and mingling, performing creating art pieces, live music, and other eye catchers, servers walk around with food and drinks which I definitely indulge in. Out of the corner of my eye on my third drink, I feel like I see Jonathon walking to me, for some reason I pay to mind to it and focus on the wine in my hand, until I suddenly feel a hand gently place itself on my lower back.

“I just need to say (y/n), you look great,” Jonathon partially whispers, his head leaned slightly close to the side of my neck. I feel a shivers course through my body at his actions, I’m trying my best to keep my composure, I turn my face to his and try to bring out some confidence.

“Thank you, Jonathon, for a second I thought the way you were staring at me was because of something otherwise,” I smirk to him, we both move slightly apart to face each other properly, I see him laugh at my statement softly.

“Oh quite the contrary, I didn’t even believe it was you, I was honestly taken aback when I realized it was…” he rubs his neck shyly, he then continues.

“Look, I hope this doesn’t bother you but I actually wanted to get your opinion on something on the collider container, I just came up with an idea that might help with the distribution of the dark matter, I know we’re not really on the clock but I….” I cut him off again with a soft smile forming on my face at him rambling again, “Lead the way, Doctor.”

Jonathon looks at me with his chocolate eyes, I see happiness full him for a minute, he lifts his arm up and says with a shy laugh, “Shall we?”

I wrap my arm around his and we head torwards the labs. The crowds of people get smaller and smaller as we get closer to our lab room, I even spot a couple making out at the end of one of the hallways. I even had the thought of possibly expecting to find a couple in our lab doing who knows what, but as we enter our room, thankfully it’s empty and cold as usual. I rub my hands on my arms to sort of warm up as I walk to our boards to look at Jonathon’s new equations. I then feel Jonathon place his jacket over my shoulders, he smile is warm and caring as he looks at me with tired eyes, I reciprocate the smile, my heart flutters. Jonathon the moves next to me to explain his new idea. To be honest, it’s a bit hard to focus as it’s late and I’ve had a couple of drinks, what I focus on however, is Jonathon’s movements, his hands as they draw equations on the board. I am able to offer some advice and chime in at moments where he struggles but I still cannot fully keep up with how energetic he is right now. At one moment, I have the marker in my hand, trying to work out a factor and then suddenly, the alcohol makes me lose my balance for a second and luckily Jonathon stabilizes me, he holds my hips and he stands behind me. With how sudden the moment was I also place my hands over his to help give myself more stability, my weight also automatically shifted behind into Jonathons chest.

“Are you alright?”

I look up at him as he stands behind me, and smile sheepishly, embarrassed of what just happened.

“Yeah, just a bit drunk and tired I guess, but this idea you came up with would really work.”

I stare into his eyes for awhile, we don’t move from our position, our hands sort of tangle together as our eyes are simply lock on each other. We seem lost in our gazes. One of Jonathon’s hands moves to my cheek and I notice his face lean closer to mine. I begin to lean in as well until we both sort of stop with our faces inches apart, I feel his breath, Jonathon then speaks in a very soft whisper that even I was barely able to hear it.

“What is happening?”

For the first time in forever I don’t have a thought in my mind guiding me, only my emotions, especially one.

“I’m not fully sure.”

I then keep moving closer until I met his lips. The kiss was soft, and I pulled away after a short second. I search in his eyes for how he felt after what I just did, fear slightly fills me again at what he might do next.

Jonathons hand never left my cheek, I feel him bring my face closer to his again, reuniting our lips. Our hands that are tangle together on my hips rise up to my waist, he pulls me closer to him. The kiss goes from soft to passionate in a sudden moment. I feel Jonathon’s hand squeeze on the fabric of my dress as our kiss deepens, I allow his tongue into my mouth and he begins to explore. I feel the jacket that was previously on my shoulders fall to the floor and large hands roam the front of my body, hands grabbing the dress on my thighs, my hips, and even tracing teasingly on my now bare shoulders, goosebumps growing this time from his touch rather than the coldness of the room. Jonathon pulls away for a second, worry and hesitance on his face.

“I-I…I’m sorry, this is so unprofessional, you’ve told me that you were drunk a-and I still kept going. I’ve totally taken advantage of you…oh my god..I..”

I then turn around to face him completely, and rest my hand on his cheek for him to stop talking. I look at him deep in his gorgeous eyes.

“I’m not drunk enough to be completely out of control of my actions, I want this…I have for a while, Jon,” I look at him in the eyes, surprisingly, I feel no fear of the confession I’ve made.

“R-really?”

I nod my head with a shy smile, I then feel his arms wrap around my waist and pull closer to him gently. I bring my hands to his chest, moving to his shoulders, and then wrapping around the back of his neck, my fingers entangling with his wavy long hair. As our faces get closer, I shut my eyes slowly and relish in the feeling of his lips on mine again, our tongues intertwining instantly again. As we kiss, Jonathon’s hands roam my bare back, the calloused texture of his fingers exciting me even more. The doctor’s curious hands play with the strings on the lower back of my dress, untying them……

“Jon…”I say in a breathless moan.

His lips are on my neck, hungrily sucking and biting with also giving gentle, sensual kisses in between. I’m being pushed back towards one of the work tables in the room, my ass being squeezed during the movement, I’m lifted to seat on the edge of the table. Our lips meet again hungrily, then I feel Jonathon pull away, he supports himself lean down towards me by placing his left hand beside my hip, his other hand raising my dress up slightly, his eyes never leave my face as he pants softly.

“I’ve also been wanting this….really, really badly,” his husky voice states.

My thighs are massaged by large, strong hands underneath my dress, then it’s my inner thighs, then fingers ghosting the hem of my underwear. Jonathon’s fingers begin to circle the are of my clit and I gasp, he kisses me to possibly not have anyone in the hallways hear. Thank god the glass walls are not clear but rather translucent, however noise isn’t completely muffled and it’s thought to stay quiet as my panties are now pushed to the side, fingers expertly circling my clit. Jonathon stands closer, in the space between my legs, the pleasures makes me lean back slightly, my arms place behind, the doctor’s left arm on my back and his lips on my neck once more giving more affectionate pecks all over. I’m biting my lip preventing my whimpers and moan to escape loudly. I tilt my head back towards Jonathon when he stops kissing my neck, his half lidded eyes dilated and filled with lust, his fingers leave my clit for his middle and ring finger to enter his mouth, only to return and gently tease my entrance, I bite my lip harder and unfortunately let out a moan when he uses his thumb to rub on my clit, how is he so good at this? His hand that was on my lower back moves to cover my mouth and he leans closer to my hear, his voice low and rough.

“Now, Doctor, it would be unfortunate to be caught like this, you need to keep quiet.”

I whimper into his hand in response, he fingers curling to that spot that makes me squirm slightly and his thumb moving faster. My hands then move to his belt as I get the idea to get him back, his pants fall slightly, his boxers remain, I begin to palm him and he groans, his hands stop slightly from the pleasure I give him, if he removed his hand right now he would find me smirking. After a while I then lower his boxer for his impressive member to spring out, it’s red at the top and so painfully hard. The hand over my mouth moves to the back of my neck, squeezing when I begin to stroke him menacingly slow, his fingers inside me still begin matching the pace I set. To give him a little more pleasure, I lick the palm of my hand to give a little more lubrication and move at a faster pace, the sounds of wetness and our sighs of pleasure fill the air. I rub my thumb of the hole at his tip to stimulate him more, my eyes never leave his as we memorize our faces of pleasure.

As I feel close to my climax, I tighten around his fingers to help signal him, both of my hands at the point working on his cock.

“Do you…mm…mind if I try something?”

His words stammer in between moans, his fingers scissoring and curling against my moans. I try to respond but I’m in a total trance of pleasure.

“Go…r-right ahead…oh…”

Jonathons fingers leave my core and moves my hands away from his cock. I automatically audibly whine, staring at him with confusion and frustration. My legs are lifted slightly with his hands on the back of my knee, my dripping entrance more in display for him. Jonathon grabs the base of his cock with one of his hands and moves it towards my entrance, rubbing his tip through my folds. I hear him groan at the feeling of him coating his dick with my juices, I jolt slightly each time the tip rubs against my overstimulated clit.

“Is…oh…this alright?”

I nod and begin to grind my hips in rhythm with his tip. The pleasure is so good but not fulfilling, just teasingly constant.

“Jon…please…just fuck me, I can’t take anymore of this….”

His eyes then shoot to mine for confirmation, “Are…are you sure?”

I grab his tie and pull him towards me to a rough and passionate kiss. I pull back and we are both panting, his dick placed right at my entrance. “Please, I need you,” I speak in a desperate, breathless tone.

As soon as I finish speaking he begins pushing into me, I feel a stretch but not any pain, only immense pleasure. I moan and once again, Jonathon kisses me to take in any noise I make, my arms shoot to wrap around his broad shoulders. Once he’s fully in me, I feel completely filled, I break the kiss and exhale in pleasure, our foreheads place together.

Jonathon begins to move slowly, pulling all the way out and entering me fully again, eventually moving faster to a steady pace. His hands go back to supporting the back of my knees, keeping my legs up, I can feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head at how good he feels.

“Fuck…Jon, you feel..oh…so good…”my head falls back and my back arches slightly. His pace beginning to become rougher and deeper. The coil inside of me tightening against once more.

“Oh….goodness, you feel amazing…I knew you would,” he moans softly. My legs wrap around his hips, my ass at the very edge of the table. I pull his tie again to bring him into a rough kiss, I suck on his tongue in my mouth, he then begins to hit me at an angle that makes me squeal in his mouth.I pull away and whisper, “I’m getting so close….don’t stop!”

“I don’t plan to…mph,” he grunts into my ear.

Jonathon continues his pace, relentless and desperate. Suddenly, I feel a thumb on my clit and I lock eyes with the doctor, shock and pleasure on my face.

“D-don’t look away….I want to see all of your face when you come,” he grunts, I’ve never seen him so dominant before, it brings me closer and closer to my release…

I feel the coil tighten and break, my walls clenching around Jonathon, this time I put a hand over my mouth as I moan in ecstasy. My eyes still on his as I unravel before him.

I still feel Jonathon inside of me, he stopped his erratic thrust, suddenly I feel him release inside me, the warm liquid coating my walls. This new feeling sends shivers down my spine, Jonathon leans forward bracing himself with his arms placed behind me, his face in the crook of my neck, his breathing and faint whispers flood my ears. We stay like this for a beat, until I feel him lean back and he looks at me with a tired smile, and I return it and chuckle softly. I lean forward and kiss him, this time it’s sweet and caring. Jonathon pulls out of me and I get off the table and we both clean ourselves up.

“That was….sooo much better than I imagined,” Jonathon confessed as he grabs his jacket off the floor and puts it on, to cover up the sweat stains that are visible on his shirt.

“So you’ve imagined moments with me, huh?” A playful smirk is seen on my face, my head tilts to him as I call him out. I see a blush form on his face and worry fills his face.

“Well, I uh….yeah I have…many times in fact,” he fixes his glasses on his face as he walks back over to me. I’m using some paper towels to wipe off the sweat and other remains on my body, I take out a mirror from my clutch to see how bad my makeup is. As I’m fixing my lipstick I barely notice the footsteps of Jonathon walking up behind me, until I see him in my mirror. He places his hands on the sides of my arms and rubs comfortingly, leaning down to place kisses on my back, I hum in an approving response.

“You know, I’ve done the same…” I speak up as he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me back to his chest, his sweat and cologne mixing intoxicatingly well to me.

“Done what?” Jonathon speaks in between pecks on my neck, seeming to be more focused on the embrace and ravishing my neck.

“Have thoughts of you, I…like you a lot Jonathon,” I confess, I turn around to face, his hands still stay on my waist.

“Same here, I was even thinking of asking you out to dinner or coffee today, but…I don’t know, I didn’t think it would be professional or if you thought the same about me,” his shoulders shrug as he speaks and he looks down remember his past thoughts. I bring my right hand to his cheek to look at me, my left hand beginning to play with his tie.

“I would have said yes, instantly,” I chime, my eyes beaming at him.

“Well then…how about dinner? Next Tuesday at around 8?”

I smile and nod in response, kissing his cheek,I then raise my elbow, I speak jokingly, “shall we get out of this lab?”

I see his smile widen and he lets me wrap my arm around his again, we leave the room shutting off the lights and locking the door. I’m curious on if there’s still many people here, I don’t even know how long Jonathon and I were in there for. Suddenly, my heart sinks at the sudden thought….aren’t there cameras in the lab?

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