Masked Ball (Closed for AngelLightheart)

Jasmine Storm

Jasmine gasped as the first spurt of cum landed on her lips. She continued to slowly rub his cock with her hand, squeezing out every bit of cum possible.

She counted the spurts.

One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five. He was still going?
Six.
Seven.
Eight. Oh my...
Nine.

Nine spurts.

She groaned in delight at the feeling of his cum on her face. Her tongue darted out to lick the last little bit of cum from the tip of his cock. It tasted...good. She leaned forward to suck on his cock for another few seconds before leaning back.

Jasmine looked up to him with his cum covering her face. A couple strings of his cum had landed lower than her face, laying across the top of her breasts.

"How was it?" she asked with a purr.

She glanced down to her breasts and slid her hands up to cup them.

"And would you like to see them?" she asked with another purr, pulling down the top of her dress slightly just to tease him.

She assumed he would want to pay her back for what she did, and also assumed he would want her to get herself wet for him. Her fingers twitched just at the thought of it.

Another chance to tease him.
 
Donovan Graham

He looked down at her, his cum covering her face and her mask, he felt satiated for now, but her words sparked another interest in him, to see her naked, to spread her soft thighs and lick her nectar from her pussy lips.

"I enjoyed that very much and I can see that the sign of my complete enjoyment is quite...evident."

He gave her a smile

"I would love to see you out of that dress...so that I can repay you in kind for your generosity."

He played with his words, he wanted her naked and he knew that she knew that, her blatant teasing was evident of that. It did cross his mind that this girl could be working for him, but he brushed that thought aside, it didn't bother him at all.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine felt the corners of her mouth tilt up into a smile. He wanted her naked, and he knew that she knew.

She stood and slowly pulled up the skirt on her dress to reveal her lacy white panties. She smiled shyly before sliding a hand into her panties. She rubbed her clit for a few seconds before sliding her middle and ring finger inside the warm folds of her sex.

"You won't mind if I...get myself ready?" she asked with a devilrous smile.

Her fingers slipped in and out of her and she couldn't bite back the moan that escaped her. The pleasure was only intensified by knowing that she was doing this in front of someone. She already knew that she liked playing with herself while others watched. It had always been a turn-on for her. As was doing so with a rather full facial of cum.

She could see that her show was making him hard again. Good. She continued to do so until he was fully hard and sticking out straight towards her. That was enough. She pulled her hand out of her panties and rubbed him for a few seconds. She stopped and moved her hands behind her, undoing the zipper that held her dress up and hid her lacy white bra under the dress.

She made a show of having a hard time getting the dress over her breasts and looked to him for help.

"Mind giving me a...hand?" she asked innocently.
 
Donovan Graham

He watched as she pleasured herself, he knew it was an erotic site, but up close it was even more so. The erotic show quickly had his cock standing at attention and he watched her unzip her dress,

"Of course I'll give you a hand."

He reached out and undid the zip a bit further, he noticed the bra and undid it as well, he grinned at her as he slowly pulled her dress downwards, allowing her bra to do as it pleased.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine smiled shyly as the dress slipped down her body, the bra following behind it, leaving her standing nude in front of him except for her panties. She slid her fingers into herself again for a few moments before remembering to clean off her face. She gathered the cum off of her face and into her hand. She started to lap it up and covered her fingers in it before fingering herself with her cum-covered fingers, moaning.

She was on birth control, and wasn't all that worried.

She licked her hands clean before moving up to him. She took him in her hands and started to rub him gently. She leaned up and whispered in his ear, her slender body pressed against his.

"What would you like to do?" she whispered seductively.

She moved the tip of his cock to her pussy and moved her panties out of the way. She slid the tip in just barely and started to rub him quickly, smiling the whole time.
 
Donovan Graham

"Hmmm seems like you have plans that is not far off from my plans."

He ran his fingers over her soft skin, cupping her breasts, his fingers slowly teasing her hard nipples, rolling them, gently pinching. He leaned down his lips tracing over her neck, his breath warm in the nape of her neck.

"But first I want to find a way to taste that nectar that you have stirred up with your magical fingers."

He motioned to a chair,

"Have a seat my dear, I hope that you will enjoy it as much as I will."
 
Jasmine Storm

(Sorry about that. I forgot all about this thread.)

Jasmine smiled at his words, but shook her head softly, still rubbing him quickly to ensure he was fully hard before sliding down on his cock while they were standing, slipping him just slightly in before stopping and leaning up to kiss him.

She pulled off and looked up at him before whispering.

"Or we could skip that and just get to fucking me." she moaned into his ear.

She slid up and down on his cock several times, moaning ever so softly.

A pair of male figures stepped into the same room as they, and looked at her lustfully, like they wanted to join in. They already had noticeable bulges as they watched Jasmine slide up and down on his cock, rubbing what she didn't take in rapidly, her soft hand sliding over the skin sensitively.

"So what do you think?" she asked, stopping her bodily motion but continuing to rub him.

He felt amazing inside her and she hadn't even really started yet.
 
Donovan Graham

He took hold of her firm buttocks and pulled her closer, slowly moving his hips to allow his shaft to slide in and out of her.

"I think that you have an even better point there,"

he ignored their audience, right now he wanted to please this woman and if she wanted to get fucked, that is what he was going to do. Lifting her up and resting her on the side of a nearby table, he started to slowly slide his cock deeper in and pulling out again. She was so slippery and so hot, it was like sliding into heated silk and he loved every second of it as his hard cock slid even deeper with each slow thrust, like a hand testing bath water to make sure that it wasn't too hot. He leaned in and started to nibble on her ear, kneading her buttocks as he continued his slow stroking in and out of her.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine smiled as she felt his hips start to move and his cock slip in and out of her. He lifted her off the ground and placed her on the table so he could more easily fuck her.

She pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning into his ear, getting louder the deeper his cock got into her warm, wet, and extremely tight pussy. Her walls gripped him tightly, hardly allowing him to move with each thrust.

She had received comments on how unbelievably tight her pussy was. Most guys actually had trouble getting into her in the first place. And none of them had been as big as this man was. Her moaning increased as he stretched her out and her body bucked as his cockhead tapped her cervix, drawing a deeper moan from her.

"Nnn...oh god...keep doing that...ooohhh....ooohhh!" she moaned out.

She started rolling her hips in time with his thrusts, ensuring that he tapped her cervix with each thrust.

Her moans got increasingly louder, and her pussy even tighter each time she felt him hit her cervix.

She became oblivious to those watching as she sank into pure pleasure from his attentions.
 
Donovan Graham

She was tight, but had enough juices going to allow him to slip in and out of her vice-like entrance, feeling her muscles gripping his thick cock even tighter with each thrust. Using her butt, he pulled her into each thrust, filling her up with his hard, throbbing cock, before withdrawing, the rotation of her hips adding friction and pleasure as he slowly fucked her. He longed to remove her mask and look at her face as pleasure washed over her, but he did not want to ruin the magic of the moment, two strangers sharing intimate pleasure.

He slowly started to thrust harder, his cock sliding a bit faster in and out of her tight pussy, he groaned softly in pleasure, squeezing the firm muscles of her butt, feeling her body move with his, taking and giving pleasure in kind. He slowly moved his mouth from her earlobe to her neck, nibbling the soft skin. Taking in her smell mixed with the smell of her aroused pussy, her moans and the sound of her wet lips clinging to his shaft as he thrust inside her was heavenly erotic to him.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine moaned louder, pulling him closer still.

"Nnn...that feels amazing..." she murmured.

She started to feel the beginnings of her orgasm on her. She had never finished this fast before. Then again...

His cock was amazing.

She started to push her hips forward to meet his thrusts, moaning again and again.

She started to tighten further, reaching the top of her orgasm.

"Unn...ahh...I'm going to....ahhh....orgasm..." she managed to get out between moans.

Her orgasm slammed into her, her pussy spasming on his cock deep inside her. She pulled him close and held him still, a long, loud moan tearing itself from her lips.

He wouldn't have been able to move anyway while she was orgasming. Her pussy was just that tight when she did.
 
Donovan Graham

He loved how her body moved against his and when her orgasm hit her, locking his cock deep inside her, he smiled and waited as her orgasm rushed through her, her muscles clamping down and almost feel like they are massaging his cock. In a way he did repay her for her fabulous blowjob, but he still felt like he owed her. Smiling he gently bit her neck, his hands exploring her firm body, lithe and supple.

"Seems like you enjoyed that,"

he chuckled softly and kissed her lips, a soft kiss as their masks got in the way.
 
Jasmine Storm

She moaned long, loud, and hard, gently rolling her hips to keep him moving in and out of her gently as she slowly came down from her amazing orgasm, the first in what must have been a year if not more. She had really needed that. She kept rolling her hips even as she returned the soft kiss from the stranger she didn't even know and had just fucked her. She wanted to let the magic last as long as possible, but the night was getting late and she hadn't quite planned on staying at the party for long.

But even as she rolled her hips, feeling him slide slowly in and out of her at her own pace, she knew she wanted more. She wanted this man. She wanted him over and over again, wanted his cum on her again and again, wanted to have him come in her mouth. She wanted so many things now that she had gotten a taste of him. Literally. She rocked her hips once more before burying him fully inside of her, leaning up to kiss him again, letting her tongue slip out of her mouth to slide across his lips.

She leaned back and simply gazed at him, his cock buried deep inside her pussy.

"I certainly enjoyed tonight." she said with a shy smile.

She placed a hand on his chest to push him away gently, feeling her pussy gripping him even as he slowly slipped out of her. She let out a soft moan as he finally popped out of her, pulling him back to slam all the way into her again, drawing a loud moan from her softly parted lips. She repeated this a few times before pushing him away finally and standing up, kissing him again softly. She smiled shyly and gathered her clothing, pausing to gather his come off her skin in her hand and slowly lick it off her fingers, gazing at him lustfully but with that blush still on her cheeks.

"I do have to get going, though, I'm afraid. I didn't plan on staying here for very long. I have some work I need to get done."

She finished gathering her clothing and slowly pulled them on, playing with her breasts for a few seconds when she fit her bra on, loving how sensitive her body was. She fit on her bra and pulled on her dress. She turned away, then as an afterthought turned around with another shy smile on her face. She pulled her dress up and slid her panties down her legs slowly, stepping up to him and sticking them in his pocket.

"As a reminder of tonight." she whispered in his ear.

She stepped back, curtsying.

"Thank you for the wonderful night. I really needed this." she said with a soft smile.

She then turned around, walking slowly and gracefully out of the room, passing through the crowded ballroom and out into the lot, getting her keys from the valet and walking along to find her car, that smile still on her lips.
 
Donovan Graham

As his own orgasm finally subsided, he felt her pull away from him, he glanced at the other people and found that they have found other ways to entertain themselves. His attentions turned back to the lady who had by now slipped back into her dress, how the hell did she dress so fast? He smiled at her,

"I really enjoyed tonight as well, how much needed it was you could judge for yourself."

He slipped her underwear into the pocket of his jacket and found that her parting words had taken her out of the room, he quickly slipped his pants back on and hurried out after her, he wanted more than just a reminder, he wanted her. In the parking lot he saw her walking towards a car, he ran closer, but too late. The last thing he saw of her was her removing her mask as she drove off, he did notice her numberplate, but what good it would do him he was not sure. Half dejected he walked back to the entrance, he paused, he did not feel like going back inside and wait for the unmasking. He rather took his keys from the valet and finding his car, he left for home. That night his dreams was filled with the scents and touch of his mysterious lover, the weekend passed far too quickly and he caught himself many times looking at the panties and wondering how he could find the owner of them.

Monday came and he pulled into his normal space at the office's parking lot, as he got out he noticed a car parked a way back which seemed very familiar. After locking his car he walked closer and then the license number caught his attention and a happy smile crossed his lips, she worked here. A thousand thoughts ran through his mind and he turned to enter the office, greeting the people he passed on his way to his office.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine sighed, laying on her back and staring up at the ceiling from her bed wearing just a brief nightgown. She reached over and shut off the blaring alarm, letting her hand trail lightly over the gentle swell of her breasts on its way back over. She was still sensitive, even after the weekend. Her dreams were filled with images of her mysterious lover, the stranger who had been her first in so long...

He swung her legs out of the bed and stood slowly, walking over to her dresser to get out her work clothes for the office. Short, business-y skirt and button up top. She laid them out on her bed and stepped out of her room, walking over to the bathroom. She slipped off her gown and stepped into the shower, turning on the water. She sighed as the warm water ran along her body. She slid her hand down idly, slipping her fingers into her warmth and moving them in and out for a few moments, drawing a moan from her softly parted lips.

She debated bringing herself to an orgasm right there, but decided not to, finishing her wash and stepping out of the shower. She dried off, dressed, and left her house after making her morning coffee. She got into the car and started it, driving to the building that she worked in. She pulled into the lot and stepped out of the car, walking across the lot and into the building. She passed by a man on the way in and turned to him with a smile.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your car for the weekend, John. I trust we'll keep it on the down-low?" she said to him and tossed him the keys.

He caught them and replied: "No problem, Ms. Storm. And of course."

She smiled again and walked to the elevator, riding it up to the fifth floor where her office was. She strode down the aisles, looking over all those in cubicles and noticing some of the guys checking her out. She shrugged and opened the door to her office, walking to her desk and sitting down. She sighed and leaned forward to sign in.
 
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Donovan Graham

The day went by much too slow according to him, he ran the meetings and interviews on auto pilot, then home time finally came past and he stood at his window, watching the parking lot. He was surprised to find that it was the IT manager John Clements who got into the car and drove off. So she did not go with her own car, she borrowed one. How curious. He sat down and pondered his next course of action, the only person who could have that kind of sway over John would have to be pretty, which he already knew and she had to be of the management staff as he did not really do favors for the plebians as he called them.

He thought about asking John, but that would arouse suspicions and he did not enjoy it when his workers knew too much about him. Made it hard to keep order when people saw you as a buddy and not the boss. He sighed and left his office, strangely his secretary was still at her desk,

"Good night Mrs Doham."

She greeted him back and he took the stairs down, feeling that he did need the little bit of energy burn out. As he walked out to the parking lot he looked back and notice a light burning on the fifth floor, midnight oil burning? Well he hoped so. He got into his car and drove off.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine leaned over, putting her head in her hands. She was done enough with what needed to be done today. Catalogues were looked over and marked for printing, orders for new items were sent out, and a repair request for the damned lamp in the corner of her room was also sent in. They never fixed that thing right.

Though earlier she took notice of Mr. Graham taking a keen interest in John's car. Her lips curled up into a small smile. Was Mr. Graham her mystery lover? She remembered seeing him go through the office every now and again and imagined him coming into her office and bending her over her desk, taking her righ there in the office.

She recalled that she wanted to scream and alert the entire office to what they were doing. She smiled again and stood, logging out of her account and stepping over to grab her coat. She pulled it on slowly, taking a slight delight in all the men in the office staring at her lustfully. With a slightly teasing motion, she trailed her hands over the swells of her breasts and barely held back the laugh as all the men, and even a few women, drew in a sharp breath.

She picked up her bag and her own keys, walking out of her office and stepping into the elevator. She noted one intern cup her own breasts, which were much smaller than her own, and sigh.

Now what? she thought to herself.
 
Donovan Graham

He spent the night sitting on his favorite chair, the panty given to him by his secret lover in one hand, a glass of rum in the other. He twirled the panty on one finger and then ran hisfinger over the material, at times taking the time to smell the sweet fragrance clinging to the material. He knew that he had to find her, but how? A flash of white caught his eye and he inspected it, a tag. On the tag was the usual washing instructions, but also the size and an idea came to mind. He grinned and got to his feet, yes, that would help a lot.

The next day he took great pains to remember the size on the little label and made his way to the office, as he entered his office he found that he was not just early, he had arrived even before Mrs Doham. He got himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the window, watching people come to work. Mrs Doham arrived just as he finished his coffee.

"Oh good morning sir, you are here bright and early."

He chuckled,

"Indeed yes that I am."

He turned to face her,

"So who phoned you awake?"

She looked at the clipboard on her arm,

"Welllll...there was a Mr Hojito..."

Allen shook his head,

"Nope, let him stew a bit longer, I want a better price."

"Then Mr Gallager phoned, he wasn't very happy, he said that they have been called out too many times to Miss Storm's office to fix the same problem. He wants you to find out why she keeps breaking the darned lamp."

Allen arched a brow,

"Seems like Mr Gallagher needs to be reminded who pays his bills. But there is a side to each coin, I'll go find out what is the problem exactly."

Mrs Doham nodded,

"Miss Storm is in her office right now."

Donovan nodded,

"Anybody else?"

"No sir, just those two."

He chuckled,

"Then I want you to do a little something for me. It must be discreetn but then again, you usually are."

She smiled at him,

"Of corse sir, comes with the bonus."

He saluted her with his cup,

"Touche, I want you to find out who would fit into underwear of this size and cut in the management staff."

Mrs Doham arched an eyebrow and then grinned at him,

"Of course sir, it will be done very quietly."

He nodded and got to his feet,

"Well then, time to go ask Miss Storm what the matter seems to be."

He walked down to the elevator and rook it to the fifth floor.
 
Jasmine Storm

Another drive home, another night alone. Another shower by herself, a lonely breakfast before work. She dressed slightly skimpy this time, unbuttoning her top enough to show some cleavage and just a bit of her lacy black bra with a short skirt that showed off her long, slender legs and teased up her legs sometimes, almost enough to flash her matching, lacy black panties.

Unbeknownst to her, Mr. Donovan had just concocted the idea that revolved around the exact panty size she was wearing right now.

As she was closing her panties drawer, she glanced at the vibrator in the drawer and thought about playing a bit before work, but decided against it. There would be time for that later. Before she closed the drawer, however, she grabbed the vibrator and threw it in her bag. Maybe she would play at work a little, if she had the spare time. She didn't play with herself at work very often, but it was very exhilarating. The thought of someone catching her with her fingers or a toy buried inside herself turned her on like she didn't believe. Mr. Donovan almost caught her once, walking into her office right after her orgasm slammed into her.

She wasn't sure if she had kept the pleasure off her face completely as her pussy had spasmed around her fingers, but he hadn't said anything, so she assumed she had. She had never made herself orgasm as hard as she had that day.

She left her house and locked the door, getting in her car and driving to work, parking in her usual spot. She walked inside and looked at the empty lobby. She turned to the large mirror on the wall and walked up to it, pushing her breasts up to show some more cleavage and tugging her skirt up a little more. She loved seeing the lustful looks all the guys in the office gave her, and the girls' even more. She had only been with a girl once, but it was a very memorable experience.

She walked down the aisle of cubicles, heels clicking on the floor, the men sneaking glances at her when she walked by, one or two of the women doing the same. She heard a couple of the men whispering to each other after she walked by.

"Oh, man, I'd love to tap that." said the first.

"I know what you mean. That's the sexiest woman I've ever seen." said the second.

She even thought she saw one of the guys stroking himself under the desk when he looked at her, but she couldn't be sure. She opened the door and walked into her office, closing it behind her. She took off her coat, her hands cupping her breasts seemingly by accident before she got it off, and hanging it on the coat rack. She closed the blinds in her office and walked to her desk, setting her bag down next to her chair, and then sitting at her desk to start getting the day's work done.
 
Donovan Graham

As usual, when the boss walked the floor, questions got directed and he had to stop ever so often to listen to ideas, plans and questions. He came across Jason, one of the IT personnel, he seemed slightly frustrated as he tried to juggle his toolkit and spindles of DVDs.

"Goodmorning Jason."

Jason seemed almost shocked to see Donovan,

"Uhm Mister Graham, uhm good morning."

Donovan took one of the DVD spindels and waited for Jason to get himself sorted and then handed him the spindel,

"Thank you sir."

"What have you so flustered apart from the cute women?"

Jason chuckled drily,

"Just getting frustrated with the back up server sir, it keeps wiping it's memory and I have to reload it and set it up every second day."

Jason nodded,

"Sounds like a magnetic field, any idea on that?"

They stood there talking about possible causes and solutions, Donovan was impressed with the practicality that Jason showed and after their chat Donovan told him to take time to work out a solution and bring the quotation for fixing it directly to him, it was almost lunch time at the time he finally reached Ms Storm's office, he knocked and entered.
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine set about her work, typing up reports and handling the deals that Mr. Graham didn't handle himself. She typed up a lengthy email to one of their clients, convincing him that they were a better option than one of their competitors. Which was true. No one else had quite the thoroughness that they did. They always seemed to be the only ones who found those little loopholes in papers or contracts, or notice something that could potentially be bad for them or their client in the fineprint.

She sent the message and then leaned back in her chair, folding her hands over her lap with a sigh. She closed her eyes, wondering what else she would have to deal with today. She opened them again and then reached into her bag, looking for her cell phone, when he hand happened to brush over her vibrator. She paused, an idea suddenly in her head. She wrapped her fingers around it and pulled it out of her bag.

She leaned down, pressing her lips against the tip and taking it in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down on it, taking it all the way down her throat. She pulled off and then slid her skirt up her legs, moving her panties off to the side and pressing the tip against her warmth. She rubbed it along her, teasing herself, before slipping it into her warm, wet folds. Her breath caught and she let out a soft moan, pumping it in and out of her.

She flicked the vibrate switch and could barely contain her moans as it worked its magic inside her. She slid it in and out of her while it vibrated, barely stopping her cries of pleasure every time it bottomed out inside her.

She was ever so close to her sweet orgasm, her center of pleasure, when she heard the knock on the door. Her eyes snapped open as the door started to open.

She went over the edge.

Her orgasm slammed into her, the pleasure showing clearly on her face for but a moment as she got herself under control, her pussy spasming around the vibrator buried deep inside her. A man walked into her office. Mr. Graham. She almost visibly flinched, having now orgasmed twice right in front of him.

If only she knew.

She pulled her skirt down, unable to pull the toy out just yet, as her pussy held it tightly within her. She looked back up and smiled politely.

"Need something?" she asked in a friendly manner.
 
Donovan Graham

"Ah good morning miss Storm..."

He paused and looked at his watch and frowned,

"Sorry, good after noon, I can't believe it's almost lunch."

He gave her a smile, she was one of the office stunners, the thing that made her so deligtfully sexy and extremely hot was not her sexy body or beautiful face, it was the fact that she flaunted it subtly and if he was correct, didn't sleep around like the other girls. He had heard murmurs about how all the men and some of the women would like to sleep with her, but not one ever mentioning that they had.

"I received a call from Mr. Gallager, he said that..."

He paused for a moment, something wasn't quite right, she seemed flushed, her breathing a bit more shallow and rapid than normal and...that very faint sound and smell...he almost smiled a very inapropriate smile. Well then. He must have been blind not to have noticed it when he walked in, he cleared his throat.

"Sorry got something stuck down there,"

He cleared his throat again,

"Mr. Gallager said that you keep breaking a lamp? So I decided to come check on the lamp itself before I either tell him to get it fixed properly or if you are the one breaking it, I can give you a spanking."

He looked serious for a few seconds then laughed, he turned to look at the light decorations close to the door,

"Which lamp is it precisely Me Storm?"
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine smiled at him again, returning his good afternoon with her own. Maybe they could snag lunch together? She smiled briefly at the thought, then refocused on the man in front of her, noting that her pussy wasn't so tight now and she could slide out the toy when she needed to.

Her breath caught for just a moment when he paused and that look came across his face. Did he notice? Oh no...she really hoped he hadn't.

She kept her face clear of any emotion other than friendliness, even when he commented on having something stuck.

"That's alright," she said with another bright smile.

She smiled coyly when he commented on spanking her, then laughed with him. Oh, she might actually like that...

She swiftly slid the toy out of her, biting down on her lip, and dropping it in her bag as soon as he looked away. She stood and walked over to the lamp to show him. She turned back to him and pointed at it.

"It's this one. He never fixes it properly, I suppose. Maybe he doesn't like me or something?" she mused to herself, unbeknownst to her that she was the most desired woman in the building. She knew she was attractive, but didn't know the full extent of it.
 
Donovan Graham

He caught a whiff as she passed him, there was that lovely smell under the subtle scent of her perfume. He moved closer and inspected the lamp.

"I doubt that it is that he doesn't like you."

He frowned as he inspected the lamp, as he touched it a sharp bite had him pull back his hand.

"Hmph, you will not have done that."

He sucked his fingertips and shook them out,

"A shortcircuit, so there lies the problem."

He turned to her and gave her a smile,

"So you are innocent and will not get spanked."

He chuckled and glanced at the lamp,

"Hmm, think Mr Gallager will not fix this one."

He inspected the casing again and nodded,

"Yes, he will not work on any electronics in my building again."

He straightened and looked at his watch,

"Well then past lunch-time already. Well thank you Miss Storm."

He paused at the door and looked back at her,

"Would you like a bite to eat? With me?"
 
Jasmine Storm

Jasmine couldn't help but smirk and laugh when he touched the lamp casing and the spark leapt to his finger, shocking him rather well. She nodded at his next statement.

"Yeah, I don't know anything about electricity."

"I do feel bad about him losing his job," she said. "Though I suppose it was his own doing. He shouldn't have been lazy."

She didn't like the thought of anyone losing their job over something so stupid as a lamp, but it was his fault, and he would get what he deserved: a swift boot from the company. She vaguely though about all the other things he had "fixed" for her, and looked warily at her computer. She decided that she would back up all her files tomorrow when she came in.

She looked up at him, realizing her gaze had slid to the carpet, at his next statement, which was actually a question. She smiled at him.

"Sure, why not?" she said cheerily.

In her mind she was dancing.

"Just let me grab my things," she said to him.

She stepped over to her desk, logging off her account and shutting down the computer. She then knealt down behind her desk and picked up her bag, making sure to hide the vibrator so it couldn't be seen by a cursory glance. She stood up and walked over to the door, snagging her coat off the rack. She stretched before pulling it on, clasping her hands over her head and bending back quite lithly, pushing her large breasts out and accentuating their form and size.

She slid her jacket on, accidentally cupping her breasts, then picked up her bag. She stepped over to Mr. Donovan and smirked almost flirty and laughed, stepping out the door.

"So, where are we eating?" she asked, not noticing all the people in the office looking at them, or the jealous looks so many men and women shot at Mr. Donovan.

She strangest thing was that when she walked by him, her hand had slid over his shoulder when she was putting it back by her side. That wasn't the odd part, though. The odd part was that it felt so familiar.
 
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