Stepping Out (closed)

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Adam arrived at work on Thursday morning hung which was usually the case after a late Wednesday night moonlighting at Decadence, a private upscale club that catered to successful woman and their particular sexual appetites. At times he wished that he could make ends meet with only his job at the marketing firm but this early in his career, that just wasn't possible. Even if it was possible, he wasn't sure he'd be able to give up the perks that the club provided him.

When Adam settled in at his desk he opened his email and was greeted with one flagged important from his boss at the top of the list.

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All,
We've just been informed that we need to present the new campaign to Dominion tomorrow at noon. I know there's still a lot of work to get it across the line but it needs to be done by first thing in the morning. I realize this is a sacrifice and I wish there was more time but there just isn't. Please do whatever is necessary to ensure it's ready to go in the morning.

Walt

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Adam let out a deep sigh at the realization that it was going to be another late night. Briefly scanning the list of emails copied on the message he was pleased to see who else was copied on it.

In the few years that he worked at the firm she was always someone that caught his eye. He knew she was married but from time to time he'd catch looks from her that led him to believe he might have a chance. The thought of a late night in the office with her sent his mind wondering about the possibilities.
 
Another late night project that needs to be done by morning? This is getting crazy. Gary is not going to like this.

I took out my phone and left him a message. "Sorry hon, but there is another time sensitive project and I am going to have to work late. Could you order take out pizza and leave me a few slices? I am going to be starving when I get home. I will text you when I leave the office. Love ya."

I grumbled to myself. "All I do is work! We need the money but this job is taking over my life. When I am home I still have all the cleaning and housework. It is like I am stuck in a loop. Work work work work work and never anything fun. Running on a tread mill and can't get off." The song, "Girls just wana have fun" went through my mind and I rolled my eyes. "We may want fun but that is not how life works." I continued the grumble fest in my mind as I headed to the coffee room to make a fresh pot. I knew I would need it.
 
When I finally come to grips with the fact that I'm not going to end up getting much sleep tonight either I get up from my desk and make my way to the break room to get some coffee. As I enter I see Dawn already there filling a cup. My eyes draw down the length of her body taking in every contour of her exquisite form as I approach.

"Looks like we have a long night ahead of us. Guess we're gonna need to keep the coffee brewing if we're going to get through it." I say as I lean against the counter beside her. "At least I'll be able to enjoy the company."

I realize my comment may skirt along the lines of inappropriate in the workplace but in the past, when I've made similar comments, you haven't seemed to mind so I feel confident that I'm not really crossing a line with her.
 
"I don't like to be negative and I do like the overtime pay but it drives me nuts that they just drop this on us at the last minute. How many on our team are able to stay and help?"
 
Adam grinned “yeah, doesn’t seem like giving notice is their style.” He said as he reached over for the coffee pot brushing across Dawn as he did. It was true and seemed to be far more the rule than the exception. Invariably the customers would change deadlines on them and it was up to them to make it happen.

“Sorry to tell you but it’s just me and you. Denise is on vacation so it’s on us. We’ve got this though.” Adam continued, trying to be as positive as he could while he raised his hand up to give her a motivational high five. Truth be told, if he was going to be stuck there late there were far worse options than being there with Dawn. As much as he needed the sleep, being able to imagine the opportunity to bend her over his desk and fuck her made it almost worth while.
 
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She poured herself some coffee and tried to hide her discomfort at being alone with him. The discomfort was due to feeling guilty about how distracting he was to her. The last time they did overtime she struggled to get him off of her mind. For some months she found her mind wondering in circles about this guy. The worst of the guilt was knowing that while making love to her husband she had allowed her imagination to transform him into Adam. That fantasy seemed to trigger orgasm and left her feeling like a dirty cheating wife. She told herself it was not really cheating because it was just in her mind. But she also knew how hurt Gary would feel if he knew his wife was thinking about a guy at work while she laid in her marriage bed with him pleasuring her. She and Gary seldom made love anymore but when they did she knew Adam kept entering her mind. "Well, we better get to work. The sooner we get this done the sooner we can get out of her." Adam took another sip of his coffee. She could see a bit of a smirk on his face. What was he thinking? Did he somehow detect that she was struggling to keep her attraction to him under control?
 
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Adam replied, still trying to shake the cobwebs out of his mind from the night before.

They returned to their desks to get started on the work they had ahead of them. In most instances Adam and Dawn worked on their own, coordinating through instant messages when they needed to collaborate on something but given the timelines they were working with it seemed to Adam that working in the same space made more sense. Unhooking his laptop, he collected the other things he needed and walked over to Dawn's cube.

"Hey, you mind if I work in here with you? Feel like we'd get through this faster that way." he said as he stood just outside her cube with laptop in hand.
 
"Oh... ummm. Ya, ok. I see what you mean. You can put your lap top on the little table by the file drawers." "Go ahead and get set up. I will be back in a minute." Dawn then headed to the ladies room. Once there she checked herself out in the mirror. She took a breath mint to kill the coffee taste in her mouth. She touched up her makeup. She stood back and looked at herself in the mirror. Again she felt guilty that she was primping and concerned about her looks. At the same time she was glad that she wore her pink blouse today. It was not slutty but did show a little more than most of her work clothes. The matching skirt was a little shorter than she felt comfortable with but the outfit was on sale... and as she looked in the mirror she liked the way it fit her. But as she checked herself out in the mirror her eyes ended up seeing her face and she looked into her own eyes thinking: "What is wrong with you! Your married! Snap out of it and get your mind off of this guy." The clash of internal feelings was stressing her. Attraction that she could not deny and guilt that would not yield. She went into the stall to get pee. The coffee had gone right through her. Seeing that her pink panties were damp made her mad at herself again. "What in the hell is wrong with you?" Lecturing herself about her attraction to Adam was useless. She felt what she felt and there was no "ON - OFF" switch in her brain. Adjusting herself she finished up in the bathroom. Took another look in the mirror. She fussed with her blond hair for a moment and headed back to her desk.
 
"Sounds good." Adam said as he watched Dawn walk out of the cube then towards the bathroom.

"Damn, I'd wear that out." he thought to himself as he looked at the way her short skirt perfectly highlighted her curves.

When she returned they worked side by side on their tasks, occasionally interacting to coordinate and exchange ideas and information. After a while Adam got up to stretch his legs and work out the kink that had formed in his lower back from hunching over his screen.

"How's it going over here?" he asked as he draped his arm across the back of her chair letting it brush against her back as he did. As he leaned over her shoulder to look at her screen he was greeted with a perfect view of her cleavage down the front of her blouse. His eyes hovered there for a moment until finally he willed himself to look away.
 
She could feel his eyes looking down her top. Not sure if it was her imagination or not but she sensed it. "Its going ok. I think I should pull the Emerson file. Some of this is similar enough that I think I can get some ideas." She pushed her chair back so that she could stand up and go over to the file drawer. As she moved back Adam backed up to give her room to stand. She discretely looked at his pants knowing that if he was looking down her top that their might be some evidence. She only dared to take a quick glance but it seemed a little more impressive than normal. Again she rebuked herself for even thinking about it. She stepped over to her file drawer and bent down to pull it open and look for the file.
 
As she bent down to find the file her skirt hiked up a little. Again she could "feel" his eyes on her and again she was not sure if it was just her imagination. "It is not in here. I wonder if Dave already pulled this file because of the similarities. I will go check his desk."
 
Adam didn't know if it was only in his mind or not but he could feel a sexual tension building between them. It wasn't anything overt but it just seemed to be hanging in the air with every interaction.

Ever since he started at the company the HR people had hammered into him the importance of maintaining a respectful work environment. The challenge he was facing was that if he was going to find out if it was only in his imagination or not he was likely going to have to cross that line. Deciding the the reward was well worth the risk he decided to look for some opportunity to test the waters.

When Dawn abruptly stood he took a step back to give her room then watched as she walked over to the file cabinet and bent over looking for the Emerson file. For a moment he was lost in the sight of her skirt riding up revealing more of her upper thigh and threated to expose more. "Probably a good idea because if you keep bending over like that I'm not going to be able to concentrate on anything else for the rest of the day." he said, the words seeming to fly out of his mouth before he had a chance to filter them.

He knew he could have probably picked a better spot or come up with something a little more subtle but it was what it was. For better or worse, it was out there and he waited nervously to see how she reacted.
 
Dawn blushed and flashed a glance at him to see what kind of facial expression went with that comment. Tugging at her skirt to try and cover her leg better she said, "Oh, sorry... this skirt is a problem. I will be more careful."
 
Adam studied her face when she turned to him and when he didn't see anything that led him to believe she was mad about his comment he chuckled. "You don't have to be too careful now!" he said jokingly, deciding to press his advantage a little more.

Even if nothing ever happened with Dawn it was always nice to have someone to exchange sexy banter with that didn't get too offended. He hoped, at the very least, she might end up being that kind of friend to him. "You want me to go to Dave's with you to help you look?" he asked, trying to return the conversation back to work for the moment.
 
"Dave's?... oh yea... the file. Ya, I think I can find it if it is no his desk." It was obvious that she was distracted and nervous. She tried to brush past Adam. Almost in a panic to get some distance from him because of the conflicting feelings tearing at her. She felt a need for some 'safe space' even if it was just for a moment to collect her thoughts. But in her haste she brushed against is nearly empty coffee cup that was perched on the edge of her desk. "Fuck! I can't believe I did that!" Coffee splashed on the floor but missed Adam. She was now embarrassed that she was clumsy and sent the coffee flying but she was also embarrassed that she used the F word. It was not like she never used the F word but at work she was pretty careful about her image. "I get some paper towel in the ladies room and clean this up. Want me to bring you another coffee when I come back?"
 
Adam had been prepared for Dawn to either chastise him for his comment or to playfully embrace it. What he hadn’t expected has how nervous and out of sorts it seemed to make her. To him it was an indication that he’d hit a nerve and it made him feel like the sexual tension he was feeling wasn’t just him.

When he saw th coffee cup tumble off the desk he instinctively jumped up to try to avoid getting splashed but fortunately it all ended up on the floor.

“Don’t worry, it’s fine.” He said as he placed his hand on her waist reassuringly. “You get the file, I’ll grab some paper towel and we’ll be back on track in no time ok? I think I’m awake now so I was done with coffee anyway.”

They both walked out of the cube, parting ways as they reached the main hall and Adam went into the break room to get some paper towel. As he worked to dry the floor he worried that what he said was going to make the rest of the day awkward. It was only 2:00 and they still had many hours to go so he hoped it wouldn’t. Even with his concerns about the awkwardness though, a part of him wanted to press her more to see what lays behind Dawn’s reaction.
 
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