EROTIC FICTION

Jacco slammed his fist on the table.

"Dammit!"

He had been sitting here with the same spreadsheet for hours and just couldn't get the numbers to add up. Somewhere he had a wrong formula or a miscalculation and he just couldn't find it.

Jacco dropped his head in his hands.

Out of pure frustration, he tangled his fingers in his hair and pulled.

"This is going nowhere," he said out loud and lowered his hands again.

He clicked on the icon to save the file, locked his computer and pushed the button to switch off the screen. Jacco stood up and stretched. Not only his brain was tired after being busy with numbers all day; actually, his entire body was exhausted.

He retrieved his coat from the rack behind his desk and at that moment he saw the closed blinds.

Earlier that evening he had closed them, as he didn't like the idea of prying eyes watching him from the office building on the other side of the narrow street below. That building was just too close for comfort, even though no one would be there at this time of the night, except maybe the cleaners.

Jacco opened the blinds, put his coat on, picked up his briefcase, and walked to the office door. He turned back to his desk once more to make sure that he had everything, and certain that it was the case, he switched the light off.

Just when he was about to turn back to open the office door, his eye caught a movement.

Carefully, as if she could hear him, he put his briefcase on the floor and moved to the window.

A light was on in an office at exactly the same height as his. A woman sat with her back turned to him. Apparently, she was still working. For some or other inexplicable reason, Jakko felt a bond with her. He wanted to call out to her: Come on, let's go home! We've done enough!

He had to laugh at his own impulsive move to knock on the window in an attempt to get her attention. But maybe if he looked at her long enough, her sixth sense would tell her she was not alone?

The woman on the other side — what would she be called? Anne? Petra? Sophie? No, with that lovely long brown hair, she looked more like Emma — leaned back in her chair.

To Jacco, it looked like the movement was born of despondency.

Is she also battling with a spreadsheet? he wondered.

He waited until she would, just like he did, decide to go home. The moving images on the screen in front of her drew his attention away from staring at her. He couldn't see all of it, but from what he could make out at this distance, it looked a lot like naked bodies.

Was she watching porn?

Emma pushed her chair backwards — the floor to ceiling window gave Jacco a perfect view — and turned so Jacco could see the side of her face. Her computer screen was now completely visible, not in detail, but enough for him to make out two entangled bodies in the throes of passion.

Jacco watched in surprise when Emma undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled her breasts out of her bra. She kneaded the flesh and seemed to pinch herself.

His phallus perked up.

Emma pushed her blouse from her shoulders and took it off. She stood up and pulled up her skirt until it sat bundled around her middle. Another surprise: stockings and no knickers!

Jacco didn't think any of his female colleagues would dare to come to work like that.

Emma sat down again and put one foot on her desk. He couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but the movement of her arms told him enough.

Not able to resist, his hand moved to his crotch. He cupped it firmly and considered pulling his zipper down. He longed for some kind of relief after a long and hard working day, but was this really what he wanted? To wank like a horny youngster while he watched how a beautiful woman pleasured herself in her office?

No, Jacco decided, I want to enjoy all she has to offer.

His hand stayed on his growing member.

Emma bent forward and opened a desk drawer. What looked like a vibrator came into sight. It could also be a white candle. Jacco couldn't see it clearly.

She turned her chair once more and now had her back turned to the computer screen, facing Jacco. The white of the toy was a sharp contrast to the shadows between her legs, but there was enough light for Jacco to see it disappearing between her folds.

With one hand she used the toy to pleasure herself, with the other she kneaded her breast and pinched the tiny bud of flesh adorning it. Emma seemed to look straight at Jacco and, for a moment, he wondered whether she could see him in his dark office.

Her mouth was open, and he imagined her loud breathing. Jacco waited for the orgasm that would unmistakably follow, but Emma stopped. She turned back to her desk and seemed to retrieve a similar toy from the drawer.

She held the white vibrator upright in her hand and the other above that.

Suddenly Jacco realized what it was. Not a second toy, but lube, and he watched as Emma prepared the vibrator, then stood up and turned around.

Her round backside invited Jacco to join in. He tightened his grip on his hard member, a shiver running through his body, and even more so when Emma reached back and slowly pushed the toy into her darker hole.

Jacco rubbed his rigid organ, and once again he withstood the urge to pull it from its confinement.

In a slow tempo, Emma moved the toy in and out herself. Her other hand appeared between her legs.

Minutes long, Jacco watched while the lady indulged herself, until her body tensed and her movements stopped. Even from this distance Jacco could see the climax rippling through her loins.

Emma got off the chair and then turned to the window. She pushed her naked body against the glass and looked down, to the street below, where no one could see her. Her round breasts were beautifully etched against the glass.

She looked up and again Jacco was sure that she looked straight at him. Was it his imagination or did she just blow him a kiss before she turned around, pulled down her skirt and put on her blouse?

She disappeared from sight, and when she came back, she put the vibrator in the drawer. Emma sat down, switched off her computer, stood up again, and grabbed her coat.

That was when Jacco realized she was about to leave the office. He rushed to the hallway and the lifts and hoped furiously he would bump into her when they both reached the street…

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