Callie sighed softly behind her desk. She hated overtime, Saturday on the customer services desk at the computer firm where she worked was always slow, but all she had to do was think of the extra money and the things she could do with it.
There was that cute new pair of shoes she'd seen last week. Not to mention the rent that needed paid, and there always was another bonus to working weekends, Alex her supervisor, he defiantly took the edge off her Saturday morning blues.
Unconsciously she glanced across to his desk behind the glass partition and admired his dark brown hair that was almost too long and curled sweetly around his ears and the nape of his taut and tanned neck. His brow was furrowed with concentration and she could tell by his Mediterranean sea green eyes that the particular person on the other end of his phone line was disturbing him from the book that lay in front of him.
The only down point was the fact he so rarely left his office, and there was only so many times Callie could possibly need something signed or check if something was ok before he would come to the conclusion that she was a) crap at her job or b) too serious about her job.
Callie sighed again as the light blinked on her switchboard and she flicked the accept call button and began her usual spiel. She never noticed Alex slamming down the office extension and smiling over at her and running his eyes over her dark red curly hair that was pulled back from her face, little tendrils fell around her pale complexion and brushed against her slim feminine shoulders and the top few buttons of her white blouse were undone to reveal just a coveted glimpse of cleavage, Alex felt his trousers tighten at the thought of what pleasures were behind just a few more of those buttons.
As Callie took her call, Alex watched her, forgetting the paper work on his desk and forgetting the rest of the almost empty office. He watched her smile and chat with whatever customer she had on the line.
Alex started brushing his hand over his crotch, pressing his palm against his hard prick through the material of his trousers and stretched out in his seat unzipping himself and freeing his engorged cock. Deftly he wrapped his palm around his dick and began squeezing slowly working his hand up and down. As Callie nibbled and sucked on her pen lid he fought to keep his eyes open and his face a resemblance of normal, Callie glanced up and smiled at him. Could she tell what he was doing? God I hope so he admitted to himself and felt a tiny spurt of pre cum spill from his dick as he thought about her full wet lips taking it in, her little red head bobbing up and down under the table, she would swallow, he could just tell she would.
He shuddered as he climaxed and came over the underside of his desk. Quickly he put himself away and grabbing some tissues wiped the desk and his hands, just seconds before Callie put down the phone and got herself up and headed for the photocopying room. He watched her cute little ass swing its way behind that closed door and imagined grabbing it, biting it, squeezing it, fucking it. He wanted to do so many god damned dirty things to her, he knew she wanted him to, he saw her watching him, he knew what she wanted. And he wanted to give it to her. Seize the moment Alex!