File Room Four

7 PM came as fast as it possibly could. It wasn’t uncommon for workers in one of Chicago’s up-and-coming law firms to stay two hours over. The firm recently acquired an older business, but was taking every case possible to dominate the market, and they paid people well to stay late. Most couldn’t get past 7 PM.

Bonnie and Jeff were the exceptions.

Bonnie worked on the first floor as the financial analyst for the injury lawsuit department. It was a pretty busy gig, especially during Chicago’s harsh winters. People fell all the time and filed against small businesses on the regular. She was a smart cookie who dressed sharp, often in black stockings and a charcoal pencil-skirt that stopped mid-thigh. Her honey blonde hair stopped just above her shoulders, making her already-long body look even longer, though she only stood about 5’5.

She had nice frames and angled cheeks that eviscerated a very disciplined look when she was in the middle of reading spreadsheets, but something about her gave this air that she was holding onto a sexy secret.

Jeff probably had something to do with that secret. The office knew that they were in some sort of relationship, but most people at the firm didn’t pay attention to them, or anyone else on a personal level. All they knew was Bonnie and Jeff often arrived at the same time and left separately. He was a tall, husky man who hit the gym once or twice a week to keep his blood flowing, but no intention of getting into the high school football shape he was in a decade ago. He had dark hair and a quiet demeanor with everyone. Jeff worked upstairs in the claims department, so he and Bonnie would interact at least three times a day, passing on information from their respective supervisors. Jeff rarely smiled, and the instances he did were when he was near Bonnie.

It was 7:02 PM and there were seven people left in the building, to include Bonnie and Jeff. The other five looked like they were packing up their desks. Jeff was closing out a file when he felt the buzz on his cellphone. It was a text from someone he labeled as “B-Girl.”

File Room Four be the last on the floor and then txt back.

He smiled and responded.

On it. Hold on tight.

7:30 came, and Jeff was finally the last on the floor. He told the others he’d lock up everything and even offered to clock out people who were in a hurry. “I”ll run the time cards downstairs. No problem.”

Jeff locked up the floor and then took the stairwell instead of the elevator to the first floor. He opened the hallway door and saw that all the lights had also been shut off there. He checked the main doors and the receptionist area to make sure everyone was gone. The cleaners wouldn’t show up for another 20 minutes.

When Jeff was satisfied, he set upon his mission: get into File Room Four.

He checked the doors on the other three file rooms, which held active cases and potential clients. File Room Four, however, held the archived cases as well as the general cleaning supply overflow. It was full of taller cabinets and shelves, but was surprisingly deep in comparison to the other rooms. A while back, he and Bonnie had arranged three of the files to create a makeshift, hidden area where they could do what they wanted out of view.

That’s what made it perfect for what was going to happen next.

Jeff opened the door and shined his phone inside.

“Is my Bgirl here?” he asked out loud.

“You know it,” answered a voice back.

He navigated past the cleaning shelves and into a small, tight space that had room for maybe two bodies. Jeff shined the cell phone up to pull the light bulb cord. He saw his prize: Bonnie, leaning against a wall, and already touching herself. She had unbuttoned her blouse and pulled her stockings halfway down.

“Took you long enough,” she whispered with a smile.

“It will be worth the wait.” He put his hand under her skirt and felt her damp pussy. “I can see you’re already ready for me.” Jeff kissed her cleavage and then her neck. Bonnie undid his belt while he continued to put small kisses around her neck. She pushed down his pants. His erection popped out in his boxer’s fly hole.

“Looks like I’m not the only one ready.”

Bonnie bent down in the tight space to put her mouth on his cock. She kissed the head a few times before pulling down his boxers. Jeff exhaled and played with her hair while she took him in. After licking his shaft up and down, she put her lips on his balls, which were larger than average. Bonnie loved pursing her lips on them tight and then letting them go to make an audible popping sound.

This always made Jeff twitch his cock. It would swell so fast, which was her goal.

“Fuck, baby, that’s so good,” he said with a quivering voice.

“We only have a little time. I gotta get that dick hard right now,” she said.

A few more puckering kisses on his balls and Jeff was ready. Bonnie stood up and finally pulled down her leggings and took off her skirt. She kept them close to her feet just in case someone came early. She pressed her breasts against the cold floor and pushed her full but tight ass against Jeff’s cock. It was his favorite part of her body.

Jeff grabbed Bonnie’s wrists and put them overhead against the wall. He held them in place with one hand while pushing his cock head around with his other, trying to find her waiting hole. When he got the tip of his head inside her box, Jeff bent his knees before thrusting hard and up. They both grunted. He loved doing that because it made her ass bounce a little against him.

“Oh, shit!” she gasped. “That never gets old!”

Jeff started his rhythm of pumping his dick as far into Bonnie as he could before slowly pulling out. He grunted and she moaned with every thrust, which got a little harder and faster each time.

Bonnie’s face was to the side and against the wall. Jeff put his chin on her shoulder and started to talk. “You can’t get tired of this, can you?” he whispered in a low voice.

“No,” she answered, with her breathing getting more difficult.

“Do you think your husband will ever find out?” he asked.

“Oh, he knows what’s going on,” she answered and giggled.

That turned Jeff on even more.

“I’m gonna finish this now.”

Jeff let go of Bonnie’s wrists and put both hands on her hips. He backed up half a step until his rear was on another cabinet. He pulled Bonnie a few inches off the wall. She arched her back. Jeff pushed the hardest he ever had, and got his cock so deep into Bonnie she yelped.

“Quiet, baby!” he whispered.

“I couldn’t help it!” she chuckled.

Jeff kept thrusting as hard has he did the first time. Bonnie tried to help by pushing her arms harder on the wall. They locked into position so that Jeff could keep going as deep as she wanted him to. Within a minute he was hammering his groin into her ass so fast the cabinets started to shake.

Just as Jeff stopped to keep the cabinets quiet, Bonnie squealed and her thighs quivered. She slapped the walls when she climaxed. Jeff held her hips in place while she came. He loved the rush of warm honey on his cock.

He pulled out and Bonnie got to her knees. She started kissing and licking his balls while he stroked her cum along his shaft. When he was ready to let it all out, Bonnie opened her mouth wide. After his first three shots landed on her tongue, she closed her lips on his cock so that he could finish.

When he was done, she swallowed and smiled.

“There went the evidence.” They giggled.

Jeff’s cell phone lit up purple. He looked at Bonnie.

“They are here. Four minutes, babe. Like always."

Bonnie and Jeff got dressed quickly. They exited File Room Four. He went back upstairs, through the second floor, and down the elevator into the parking garage.

She walked the halls until she reached the garage.

They saw each other again and smiled.

Both got into their respective cars.

Bonnie’s phone buzzed twice. It was him. She had him labeled as JuicyJ.

“You picking up the kids from the sitter or dinner?”

“I’ll get the kids. You swing by for some burgers. Extra pickles on mine.”

“OK, wifey.”

“See ya, hubby.”

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Special thanks to Reddit users u/chitown2for1 for inspiration!