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Marla Rutherford, Erotic Gallery: Strong, seductive beings in a surreal world. More»
11-12-2002

Sex on the Clock
True stories of sex in the workplace

Working Late


I can't believe I really did it. I had sex in my office while everyone was around! It was crazy. But I was hot for Bart for so long that when he stopped over to finally flirt I had no choice but to let it go where it was meant to go. I mean he was hot! Everyone in the office wanted some of his tall, dark, perfectly sculpted body.

So, there we were, late one night in my little office talking and laughing and then rubbing feet. It was late but there were still plenty of people running around trying to make deadlines. I had no lock on my door and one window that looked directly out into the hallway.

I think he made the first real move, I'm not even sure anymore. But the next thing I know his hand is up my skirt and down my panties. The sound of everyone running around and yelling in the hallway just a few feet away made it so much better. The more we did, the more noise we made. I was absolutely sure someone had to hear us (or smell us) because things were cooking and let me just say that I am anything but quiet when I come and I came multiple times.

When he left I just sat there trying to get up the nerve to walk out and see how everyone reacted. Not that I really cared. I mean, a girl only gets the chance to be this wild once in a blue moon. But I am still my momma's girl at heart!

Surprisingly, no one even looked at me as I walked to the bathroom. I'm sure they were all looking down to keep from laughing!

Bart and I never did it there again but I always enjoyed meetings with him in my office that much more!

Playing Games

The shortest amount of time I ever spent at a part-time job was at a videogame store in the mall. I liked the job a lot; it was a fun place to work—I got to play videogames, talk to people about videogames, and test pilot all the newest videogame technology. The only thing I didn't like about the job was my new boss. I couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was, but the older guy with the coke-bottle glasses just creeped the heck out of me. It wasn't two weeks into my job when I had to help close up shop, just me and my boss. I should've paid attention to my first impressions… I walked into the back room to clock out, not thinking to knock first. There he was, pants around his ankles, and the newest PC videogame analog stick up his ass. I never even went back for my paycheck, and I'll sure as hell never touch a display joystick ever again.

Gleaming the Cube

It was one of those days, just a dull ho-hummy day at work, feeling tortured because my boyfriend sat a few cubes away and we were both horny as hell. He ventured over to my cube, leaned down and whispered in my ear "Wanna go exploring?" I nodded and we quickly took the elevator down to the garage, crossed the cement lot, and snuck up the back stairwell of our recently mostly vacated sister building. Opening the door, we slipped into the third floor and, working our way through stack of chairs, found our way to the empty cubes in the back, just one floor below our not-yet-moved engineering department. Quietly, because the stairwell up to the engineering department was only 50 feet away, he sat in one of the business chairs and pulled me to him, and slid his hands up the backs of my legs up under my skirt. Knowing that any of the engineers could walk down and catch us made me instantly wet. He pulled open my shirt and sucked on my nipples as I positioned myself on his lap, and we proceeded to have some of the hottest sex I've ever experienced. After half an hour and feeling completely satiated, we both slipped quietly back into our cubes, musing happily over our little secret.

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