Desk Job by Maya Cole

Matt is stressed, frustrated and angry. All he wants is some help to get his job done, not another half wit office temp who can't even answer a phone. However he's waiting for another secretary to turn up and he doesn't know how useful this one's going to be.

Matt slammed his phone down and marched over to the window of his office. The day was getting hotter both inside and out, and his clients had been giving him hell since the moment he’d walked through the door. He was supposed to have an assistant but the third one this month had decided the work was too stressful and had walked. His boss Tony had arranged for number four to start today but it had been a big no-show so far and it was pissing him off.

He poured himself a coffee and sat back down just as his phone rang for the hundredth time that day.

“Matt Slater,” he barked down the line.

“Matt, it’s Tony, listen your new temp is downstairs, and I would appreciate if you could hang on to this one for longer than two days. This one is a part timer who’s from the college, and don’t have a go at me, it’s all the agency could offer.”

“Fine – what’s her name?”

“Alex,” Tony replied and hung up without saying goodbye is his normal abrupt way. Matt was used to it. Alex eh? Matt pondered - well maybe he’d get on better with a guy, the last three had spent most of their time on the phone to their boyfriends anyway. It would be a relief to have someone get to work on the filing that have been stacking up in his tray, so he didn’t really care who it was.

The sun was at a point where it filled the whole of his office and it felt like a sauna. He stood up and switched the chrome fan on full. Closing his eyes for a brief moment against the cool air he heard his office door click open.

“Dammit doesn’t anyone knock these days,” he snarled as he turned around. In the doorway was a kid who didn’t look any older than sixteen, she had her hair scraped back into ponytail but half of it fell messily across her face. She was breathing hard and held on to the door handle while she caught her breath. She certainly didn’t look like she could be here on business, looked more like she had taken the wrong turn and should be next door at the record store.

For a moment they both stood looking at each other blankly, he was waiting for her to say something and she just looked like a rabbit trapped in the headlamps.

“Yes?” he broke the silence.

“I’m Alex,” she panted, still out of breath “the agency sent me. Sorry I’m a bit late I had a lecture earlier and didn’t realize you were this far across town.”
Matt paused, so another girl after all, that would teach him for jumping to conclusions.

“Well do you want to close the door now you are here?” she stepped inside and waited for him to say something else “You certainly do look like you have run straight from college” he said, as he looked her up and down. She had some sort of bag slung across her shoulder that pulled her blouse to one side and seemed to hitch up her already short skirt.

“This is a law firm Alex, there is a certain dress code, so do you mind at least smartening yourself up a bit?”

“Oh sure of course, sorry.”

She looked embarrassed and quickly pulled off her bag and bent down to put it next to his desk. Her dark hair was coming loose from running and stray curls were sticking to her hot neck. She reached up and pulled it back into a ponytail. With her arms above her head, her blouse was pulled tight across her breasts. The cool air from the fan moved slowly across her and blew her hair back from her face.

She felt the fan blow against her damp clothes and felt her nipples turn hard against the thin white cotton. As Matt watched her bring her hands down again she seemed to brush slowly against her erect nipples. She looked up at him with half a smile “Is that better?” she breathed softly.

“Yes,” Matt replied, he could feel his cock stir as he watched her. Was that a come on? Matt thought to himself. Jesus she’d only just stepped through the door.

“I’m Matt, what I really need is for someone to sort out some of the filing that has been building up and then just type up some letters for me.” He felt awkward for some reason, this kid was making him nervous. “How old are you Alex?” he felt he had to ask.

“Well actually it’s my 18th birthday today,” She said smiling, looking him dead in the eye “What would you like me to do for you first…”

He showed her to the desk opposite his and carried over his in-tray, after explaining what she had to do he went back to his own desk and tried to get on with checking his emails, his mailbox had 24 new messages and 7 of them were from his wife. Jesus she was half the problem. She was pregnant with their first baby and that was all she ever talked about. Without opening the messages he knew that they would be about and he couldn’t be fucked to read them.

He looked over at Alex, she seemed to be getting on with the work without any problems. From where he was sitting he could see her brown bare legs under the desk, how the hell could she be only 18 he wondered, Christ, at 32 it made him feel old. As she shut another completed file, her knees moved apart slightly and he could see her white knickers. Her thighs would be warm from running and he imagined the cool air against her skin as she opened her legs. He looked up at her and she was staring back at him smiling.

“Can I just ask you to explain this one?” she said lifting up a file, Matt nodded and Alex got up and walked across the room to his desk and stood close to him. He could feel the warmth from her, her skin was smooth and brown and her breasts strained at the tight white blouse. He smelt her musky perfume and feel her push against his thigh as she leant over to open the file.

“So what’s the problem?” he asked. From where she was leaning his mouth was inches from her breast, his hand lay on his leg so close to hers, all he could think of was slipping his hand up between her legs, pushing his fingers into her young wet pussy, his mouth on her firm breast, tasting her skin and biting at her erect nipples.

“ So what do you think,” She broke his thought.

“Uh what? Sorry, I missed that.” Matt felt caught out, he was hard now and couldn’t give a shit about the file. It was so hot in his office and he just wanted to fuck this girl. She turned and looked at him and smiled, ”You weren’t concentrating were you Matt?”

She looked down at his hard cock pushing through his trousers. Matt didn’t answer. Still looking him in the eye, Alex turned towards him and put her hand down between his legs and started slowly rubbing up and down the length of his cock. She slid her other hand up the inside of her thigh and inside her white panties. Still looking at him, smiling, she rubbed him harder while she pushed her fingers inside herself, then licking her lips she pushed her fingers into his open mouth. He could taste the juice from her wet pussy. He couldn’t wait now, he stood up and lifted her onto his desk, pushing her legs apart and pulling her towards him, she reached down and pulled at the ribbons at the side of her knickers and slid them off.

Her hands were inside his trousers now, reaching under the base of his cock, her fingers still wet from her own cunt. He pulled at her shirt, yanking it off her shoulders, the cotton ripped but she didn’t care. She reached up and pulled her bra down exposing her breasts, then grabbed his hair and pulled his head down, aiming his mouth on her hard brown nipples. He pulled her closer, his hand grabbing at her bare ass. With his other hand he pushed her legs apart further and pushed three fingers inside her, she was so wet and Christ she was tight.She pulled at his belt, his trousers fell to the floor, she grabbed his hips and pulled him towards her, and breathed, “Fuck me.”

He pushed her back on the desk and yanked her roughly towards him, he was standing now and she was lying back, her legs open, rubbing her breast with one hand moaning and arching her back, aching for him. His cock was throbbing as he pushed it hard into her tight wet pussy, she gasped sharply and moaned. God he wanted to fuck her hard, she was so wet; he leant down and pulled at her nipples fucking her harder and harder, her head was banging against the wooden desk, her eyes shut and her mouth open, his cock was so hard he could feel her tight young pussy ride all up he shaft of his cock, his balls were wet with her juices.

He dug his fingers into her soft small buttocks and pulling his cock out fast he turned her over, bent over his desk. “Oh yes,” she moaned, and reaching behind her to pull the cheeks of her ass apart. Matt was so hard he pushed his cock again into her cunt, banging her against the desk over and over. With her hands pulling her cheeks apart she moved her fingers over her asshole rubbing the juice from her pussy over herself. Matt moaned, Jesus this kid was horny.

She turned, again lying on her back, she was pulling at her nipples and moaning with her wet fingers in her own mouth, Christ he was going to come. Harder and harder he was fucking her over and over, her brown thighs slamming against his hips. Matt could feel it now, Jesus she was so tight he was going to come, she suddenly pulled back and grabbed his cock just as he came all over her, her breasts were wet with his cum, her flat stomach dripping with him, she reached down and slid her fingers into her mouth tasting him.

Fuck. Matt closed his eyes. When he opened them she was grinning at him. Still panting, Matt’s email beeped. More mail. Shit he was meant to be home by 3pm to see the midwife for another ‘chat’

“Listen I’m sorry, I’m going to have to go, I’ve um, got another meeting.” He felt a bit worried, would everything be cool between them, with him just running off?

She sat up and kissed him hard on the mouth. “Until tomorrow then” she grinned “beside I have some training this afternoon anyway so have to go too, you don’t mind do you?” He grinned back and slapped her playfully on the ass as she stood to pull up her skirt.