Kayla
I was so excited to get to work and see Matthew again. He had occupied my thoughts throughout the night and I wanted to just have ten minutes alone with him. As much as I loved to have his hands on my body, we really had to keep things professional between the two of us.
I just wanted to ask him why he left so suddenly when I refused to let him come back to my apartment?
It was a question that haunted me throughout the evening and made it difficult to sleep. I knew he was a busy man and I knew we couldn’t let whatever was going on continue. But I just needed to know why he left me in the parking lot like that. It seemed out of the ordinary for him, although I really had no idea was was ordinary for Matthew at all.
I was sure he had a reasonable explanation and I would pull him aside at work and discuss it with him like a grown up. Instead of what I wanted to do, which was to yell and scream at him for being an ass. But I was a grown up now and working in a career that I wanted to keep for a very long time, my conversations with everyone had to be professional. It was essential that I always thought about my long-term reputation in Washington.
He knew my neighborhood was a crappy one, but he still just left me there in the parking lot. It left a bad taste in my mouth and I needed to hear from him about why. Perhaps I had upset him by not allowing him into my apartment? I didn’t know for sure.
When I first arrived everyone was moving around and full of energy. It was the start of the day and they all had plenty of tasks to do. I wanted to get right to work and made my way over to Steven to see what the plan was for the day.
“Morning,” I said.
“Morning Kayla. Want to get started on some copies?” Steven asked me.
“Sure. I’m really happy to be here. I’ll be willing to do any tasks that you need done. Don’t worry about asking if I want to do them.”
He gave me the stack of originals and showed me the list of how many copies of each I needed to make. It was a lowly task, but certainly not something I minded. It was important to me to feel useful while I was there. I wanted to learn every aspect of the campaign business, of Washington politics and the Senate.
My experience in psychology was going to serve me well in Washington and I was happy I had minored in it. Everything you did or didn’t do in D.C. was likely to come back to you in the end. I knew the way I portrayed myself as a first year staffer would be something that people looked at even after I was a seasoned worker. My goal had to be to impress people all the time, no matter what their political beliefs were.
When Matthew stormed out of his office and screamed at everyone for no reason I felt like it was some sort of ploy to get our attention. I dropped my papers all over the ground and ducked down to pick them up while he screamed at us all. As I waited for him to admit it was all a plan, I couldn’t help but laugh a little. Matthew just didn’t seem like the kind of guy who went on angry rants. I could have been wrong, but that was just the Matthew I knew.
Something was definitely wrong with him or he was upset about something, that was the only reason I could see why he would be yelling at his workers.
After his little scream fest, he went right back into his office and stayed inside for just a couple of moments before he opened it again and called for me to come in there. I looked at Steven with fear in my eyes and he just pointed to Matthew’s door and told me to go. Of course, they didn’t know the background story about our relationship, to everyone else in the office I was just the new girl.
“Geeze Matthew, what the hell is going on? Why are you screaming at everyone?” I asked as I closed the door behind me.
Mathew reached around me and locked the door. He didn’t say a single word to me as he grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch on the other side of the room. The way he took control of the situation drove me wild and I could see that I wasn’t going to be able to resist him at all.
He pressed me into the soft leather of the couch and then kneeled down between my legs. His eyes were ravenous and I knew there was no stopping him. He pulled my panties off and pressed my skirt up before his lips dove toward my center.
He ate me like he was starving to taste me again and I loved the feeling of him on my body. The warm wetness of his tongue sent my body into a weird alternate world of ecstasy. It was perfection and I wanted it to happen over and over again.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned.
Matthew looked up at me and held his finger to his mouth to motion for me to be quiet. I knew he was right. No one could know that we were in his office about to fuck on his couch. No one would understand at all.
I grabbed his hair and let my fingers weave through it as I guided his lips to the spot I wanted them to go. He didn’t wait for me to get excited and quickly slide two fingers in me and started to move them in an effort to make me scream.
In any other situation I would have wanted a man that was interested in making love to me, not fucking me. But I felt like we had already done that back in Chicago. Right at that moment I wanted to be fucked by him.
“If you want me to be quiet you’ll need to stop doing that,” I teased him.
“Oh, this?” Matthew said as he continued.
His fingers were hard to resist and my body loved the feeling of having them inside of me. But I couldn’t keep quiet. The moans just kept coming out as my body let loose of the pent up energy I had inside.
As I felt my body give in to the desire I had for Matthew, he reached up and placed my panties into my mouth to stifle my screams. It caught me off guard, I had never had a man want me to be quiet before. Admittedly, I had never fucked a man in his office at his work either; but the moment was sexy as hell.
His mouth continued to work on me and I felt myself totally give into him. The way he commanded my attention was undoubtedly something he learned from his position of power. He seemed different in Washington D.C., more controlled and wanting more control. I didn’t mind, though, I liked it when Matthew took control.
As he brought me to my ultimate ending, I tried to pull him up so I could feel him inside of me. I knew if I came hard there was no way we would have time for anything more and no way I’d have energy for me. But I needed to feel his cock inside of me.
The more I pulled on him to try and get him to come up from my pussy, the more Matthew latched on. He was intent on making me scream with an orgasm and finally I had to give into him.
His tongue worked around my clit so deliciously that I couldn’t stop myself and I screamed into my panties as the pulsing desire shot throughout my body. I pressed my hips toward him in one last deep thrust and then my body shook out of absolute exhaustion.
It wasn’t something I intended to do with Matthew at his office. My whole plan had been to lay low and just do my job. But he obviously had different plans. I reached up and pulled the panties out of my mouth and looked down at Matthew between my knees. As my chest heaved his eyes watched me and then suddenly he stood up, grabbed me and leaned me over the side of the couch.
The quick movement surprised me, but I was happy he did it. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to feel his cock thrusting deep into me and making my body release another orgasm. But then I thought about everyone in the office who was just outside his door. I couldn’t risk them hearing me.
“Matthew, we can’t,” I said very unconvincingly.
He didn’t hear me or he chose not to respond to me. I looked back at him as he ripped a condom open and slid it over his enormously hard cock. First, he leaned over and kissed me passionately and I could feel his cock pressed against my ass. I wasn’t in the mood for any backdoor action so I took it upon myself to grab him and slide him inside of me.
With my action, Matthew pulled my body up against his and held onto my tits as he slowly thrust into me. His thrusts were slow, deep, and extremely erotic. The way he let a deep grunt out at the end of each thrust had my whole body screaming with desire. My moans became louder and louder with each of his thrusts and soon Matthew had to move one of his hands over my mouth to prevent anyone from hearing us.
“Jesus Fucking Christ Kayla, I’m never going to get work done with you here,” Matthew groaned as we fucked.
I had to smile. At the moment, it didn’t seem possible that either of us would be able to get much done if we spent each day fucking in his office. Both of us had such a sexual attraction to each other that it was impossible to resist the other person.
“I’ll avoid you. I’ll work with the others on tasks so you don’t see me throughout the day,” I offered breathlessly as I pulled back his hand on my mouth.
Matthew continued to thrust into me and I felt my body tightening around him. Soon the power of my orgasm clamped down on his cock and I screamed out with an orgasm so intense I couldn’t even keep my legs standing afterward.
Quickly after feeling the beginning of my orgasm, Matthew thrust harder to give his body permission to release with his ending. The noise he made as he came was ecstasy to my ears and I knew I would get to hear it again soon. As much as we both knew we needed to stay away from each other, that one moment ensured we would have to keep coming back again and again to feel like we had finally had enough of each other.