All Night At The Office

In true over the top sexual style, I have the characters in full mode while navigating a tenuous business situation. All of the characters are 18 or over of course and do not depict anyone in real live - Enjoy

Thanks to

JacobRiley49

for editing

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"Come on Janna!" Heath Stenich III, Janna Herbert's personal trainer shouted. A summer intern, age 22, fresh out of college he spoke into her ear firmly.

"AGGRRRTT!!!" She exclaimed, raising the 115 lbs. that was resting on her shoulders. She straightened up, the sweat from her forehead and face running down her neck.

Her Noon workouts were 'killer' but had produced results for her that she could never have dreamed of.

"THAT'S IT! JENNA!!!" Heath exclaimed, guiding her to the rack to put the weights back.

She jumped into his arms, her tank sweaty; all the moisture ran into her cleavage. The 52-year-old, 115 lbs., mother of one, had recently and found she enjoyed the smell of his own musk from alternating reps with her.

Since January, Heath had worked in most departments in the company and five months ago added weight room supervisor and trainer to the list. He was an All-Eastern Gulf Coast defensive back at his college and took several training courses online. He convinced Janna to let him promote the office gym, raising attendance by 500% since he started.

"If I get the boss in there, they'll all follow," Heath said, asking her if she ever worked out. "It's such a good facility; it's a shame no one goes in there."

Now there were at least a dozen working out at noon and there were double that after work, using the treadmills, the free weights, the ellipticals, 1/16th of a mile running track and the universal machines.

There was a small cardio room to the side, that held 10-12 depending on the DVD you popped in, or only 7-10 if you had a live trainer. Out popped Janna's partner, Liala Barias. She was drenched in sweat and saw Heath still attached to Janna, an arm around her waist.

"Company rules, no PDA!" she jested, smiling, happy to see her friend, Janna, smiling and near a member of the opposite sex...or any sex for that matter.

"She's on the board!" Heath exclaimed, his youthful exuberance both endearing and tiring. He motioned again and again at one of the workers writing her name up there.

"That's three! Three in one month!"

"It's good to have goals, Heath!" Liala said, with a tone. He just waved her off and went to tell others. "And you my dear, it's nice to see you smile...next to such a fine young man."

"Oh, quiet Liala!" Janna said, returning the tone; she forbade, and hated office romances. "He's almost a third my age!"

"Almost 6/13ths" Liala quipped, and slapped Janna in the stomach with the back of her hand lightly. "Don't tell me you haven't thought about it, he's an Adonis. 6'3", 4% body fat, 210 lbs., long hair."

"Shhhh," Janna blushed, embarrassed, but admitted it. "I can't say I haven't made love to Adonis in my head a few times!"

"You and me both," Liala added and they both burst out laughing.

"You're not done," Heath said, moving to Liala and Janna. "Neither of you. Twenty minutes of cardio and 10 stretching! Let's go!"

"Yes Sir!" Liala said, saluting him.

"That's the spirit!" He gleefully said, getting a double eye roll from the women.

Liala was 5'7", 125 lbs, with 34C breasts that bordered on a "D" cup, and a rounded backside. She knew how to dress; her dark black hair and Greek features made her a target out alone at night. She had never settled down -- not if she wanted to make partner and have her name on a law firm wall.

"I'm going!" Liala said, heading to the treadmill.

"Distract him, I've got two more calls before lunch ends."

"Deal...Oh Heath, my leg's cramping you can roller it for me?" Liala said winking at her best friend.

*******

On the phone with another firm about negotiations for a city contract, Janna Nauman looked at herself in the mirror admiring the pounds Health had melted off her sides and the muscle rounding off her glutes, making her arse look fine.

"Yeah, we can go that high." she said, her hand on her stomach. She was 5'11", 36D breasts, skinny waist, could sing like Mariah Carey and a big mouth with long, prominent cheekbones. Her shoulder length blonde hair made her look both fierce and bold.

Health opened the door; his face not amused that she had snuck out.

"Hey Logan, gotta go. Yeah, we're in so get it done. Bye!"

"You skipped out...what did I say about skipping out."

Janna lowered her head, embarrassed she had been caught.

"I was going to come back up....I swear!"

She showed him a pouty face and walked out from behind her desk. His arms were folded as she moved towards the door that led back to the office workout space.

When she was shoulder to shoulder with him, she stopped.

"I've been bad, haven't I?"

Heath moved swiftly, taking her arm, pushing her to the large wooden desk, her body folding at the waist, her breasts pressing into the folders. She looked out the window and saw her reflection, bent over her desk.

SWAP!

"ah..."

SWAP SWAP SWAP SWAP

"Ohhh, forgive me I'm weak."

SWAP SWAP SWAP SWAP

"Oh..Ohhh...Master, I'm sorry..."

The strikes were light and his hand moved to the waist of her tights - black with a hidden camouflage look - yanking them down.

"You reached your goal and a promise is a promise."

He had let go of her arm, rotated her hips and pulled his cock out from his shorts. She spread her long legs, his hand going to her cunt, fingers covering it, one sliding inside, readying her.

"Sir, I'm yours to please." All her training over the past few months was paying off with his reward protruding from his hips. "Ohhh! OHHHHH!"

The head of his cock pushed inside.

SWAP! SWAP! SWAP!!! SWAP!!!

"AH! SIR! OH! AH! AHHH! OHhhhH!!!!"

He was longer than any man she'd had, the head of his cock large. He pushed forward until her pussy took him and held it there, spanking her."

"OhhhhH!"

SWAP! SWAP!! SWAPP!!! SWAPPP!!

"AH! AH! OHHH!! YESSS! OHHH SIR! YESSSS!"

Janna climaxed.

She'd never been a submissive in her previous relationships, always dominating the man; and the relationship always failed.

"You like my cock??" Heath asked, the playful nature he exhibited to the world nowhere to be seen.

"Oh, yes Sir! You have a magnificent cock..."

"And???"

"And I want you to pound my pussy raw."

"Good girl."

"Oh! OHHH! OHHHH!"

He pulled back and thrust forward, back and forward. His hips weren't close to her, not yet, as he warmed her up.

"OH! GOD! OHHH!"

She was breaking company policy; the policy she wrote herself.

"SIR! HEATH! OHHH! YESSS!"

Her second orgasm rocked her body. He was young and this was just the beginning, he had stamina and he boasted he could last an hour. They had played, but there had been no insertion.

"Boss, you've got to finish your workout." And with that he pulled his mammoth member out of her body.

"NOOOO!!!" Janna screamed, as she slipped off the desk and rushed at him.

"ENOUGH! FUCK ME YOU LITTLE TWIT OR I WILL FIRE YOUR ARSE SO FAST!"

Her hands where on his chest, moving to his neck, his strength held him up from her charge.

"You got it Boss."

****

Danny called Rachel down to "The Pit" to review some tech documents she needed to send out to all staff. "The Pit" was where the stereotypical 'geeks' worked, their space more of a bachelor pad than a workspace.

Rachel Proctor, 34, was Janna's daughter (but kept her late stepfather's name, which was still attached to the firm). She had been 'Top of her Class' and on track to make partner by 40. She stood 5'5", had her mom's breasts, and her mother's blonde hair, and eyes full of natural joy.

She also had an arse that had even the gay men looking.

She detested 'The Pit' and detested Danny, since they had locked lips at an office Christmas party while she was drunk, and under the mistletoe!

"Eww, it smells like spunk down here," Rachel said to the group, walking into the tight quarters lined with desks and servers.

"In here, Sweetlips!"

"Shut the fuck up, Danny!"

"Aww, you'd better be nice," he said. His office had a door, but all the walls were clear plexiglass so he could watch everyone work. "Have a seat."

"I'm not sitting there; I'll stick to it...ick."

"Look at the screen."

"Fuck..." Rachel said and sat down.

****

Liala showered and went back to work. She was suspicious of the hour and a half lunches Janna took, half of them Heath couldn't be found either.

"I hope she's getting railed right now," Liala said to herself, reading some e-mails, before beginning the paperwork for the city negotiations.

She wasn't just hopeful for her best friend's social life. if Janna really was getting it from the young intern, it would finally wipe out the affair she had with her husband 12 years ago, before she realized Janna had married him. Their friendship survived, after several years of hurt, but things were never forgotten, even after his death, 10 years ago.

"Have you seen Rachel?" Liala asked the company secretary, Tessa.

"No, Ms. Barias."

"Shit! Where the fuck is everybody??!!"

In that moment there was a thump against the office wall, the one that separated Liala's from Janna's.

"Hmmmm," Liala said, and sent Tessa away.

"I hope she's getting railed right now..."

*****

"OH GOD! OH HEATH! YES! YES! YES!"

The couple spilled onto the couch, Heath had been railing her, standing up and holding her hips, pumping wildly after she demanded he fuck her. The couch had hit the wall, making his cock slip out, as he wrestled her onto her back and began fucking her with her legs over his shoulders.

"Boss, your cunt is so amazing!!" His youthful spirit returned the minutes she was herself, dominating and he could just fuck her. "Ohhh...I might..I...nope..."

"Jesus, OHHH!!!" She cursed his stamina, her fourth orgasm already passed, she thought of something to try to get him there.

"Liala's just feet away on the other side of this wall..OHHH!" Janna stared at him. "Imagine her watching us, you fucking me and playing with my breasts."

His mouth was on a nipple, his cock driving, he looked at her.

"Or that I'm her. You're fucking Liala."

"Shit!" he exclaimed. "Liala, you bitch, take my load!"

"OHHH!!!"

"MMMM...Ohhh...Liala! I'm...I'm..."

"Heath! YES! YES!"

"Cumming!!"

They orgasmed together each pretending Heath was fucking Liala.

Each of them slipped away to the shower and were back by the end of their extended lunch.

"Looking good Boss," Heath said staring into Janna's cleavage.

"Feeling good Heath," she said, staring him in the eyes after they lifted from her breasts.

*********

"Only Fans???"

"It was COVID you little Twit! How did you..."

"Don't ever bring a personal device into one of my networks..."

"Oh..."

"Yeah, I was waiting for something like this..."

"Why, you get off on my pics?"

"Umm, something like that, more like get off inside of you."

"You're going to extort ME!!!!"

"What would the board think, they already are hesitant because of your mother, plus you can't deny you were into me during our kiss."

"Eww...They'll fire you so quick."

"I'll have a job quicker than you can get your panties off at night."

"What??"

"Didn't sound great. Right. Anyway, I'm going to send you some calendar invitations and terms."

"Fuck you!"

Rachel got up, her skirt twirling, showing her arse cheek against her pink lace panties.

"You will be!"

****

Liala had the city bid information laid out on the table in her room, getting things organized for the presentation a week from tomorrow, at 8 a.m. in City Hall. They were close, but not good enough for the standard required. She went and sat at her desk, pulling out a manilla envelope from the bottom file drawer. She had an important call to make.

She loved Herbert, Proctor and Barios, her name third behind only Janna's late husbands. It was time to move on.

"Hello, Jordan?" she said picking up her cell phone, he was demanding an answer. "I accept your terms and once our latest proposition is considered next week, I'll be in to negotiate the final number and contract terms."

She was looking out over the river, listening to him go over them again, adding a weeks' vacation sounding nervous that he had to wait a week.

"Yes, that all sounds good, we'll meet next Wednesday 9 a.m., and I'll resign soon after."

The door opened and Heath walked in bringing more documents about the 'City' proposal, laying them out on her desk; she gave him an annoyed look.

"I'll call you tomorrow." she said and turned her attention to the hulky intern.

"More?"

"Yeah," he said and moved to Liala, his cologne soft but alluring, the white shirt stretched over the muscles of a man trained to be physical.

She studied him as he approached, it would be so easy to just kiss him and let the carnal nature of our existence take over she thought. Liala instead let him pass and he went to get some water. She turned and saw how prominent his arse was, cheeks pressing against his tailored suit.

"Are you fucking Janna?"

He didn't stop, nor acknowledge the comment, got his water and turned back towards the table.

"I mean, I'm not looking to get her in trouble, she and I are partners."

Heath looked down at her, passing again within a few feet, he had a thing for proximity.

"Do you understand when a politician speaks and what comes out of their mouth makes no sense, yet speaks volumes?"

"Yes."

"That's what I'm' doing right now...and I think you need to see this rather than worry about your partner's sex life."

He handed her a sheet of paper

"Holy Fuck! How'd you..."

"I just do..."

******

Janna met Tessa for Tea in Janna's office, calling down ahead of the afternoon 3 p.m. meeting they were having about the city proposal. Tess was the longest standing employee at the firm, she even predated Janna, Liala and knew where all the bodies were buried.

"He's that good?" She was a 58-year-old widow, with six kids scattered around the country and the world. The 6'2" former Olympic volleyball player sat; her long legs crossed. "He's been a great addition, especially getting us all back into the gym to work-out."

"I know it's a fling, but that's...."

"What you said about Russell, your late husband way back, remember?"

"Yeah, and I was about the same age as Heath, but Russell was just in his early 40s."

"Just enjoy it, don't overthink it. Do you think you'll hire Heath at the end of the summer?"

"Oh God, that's so far off"

"Ummm, like a little over a month Girl, man.... that City proposal has your brain locked in the now."

"It does, Tessa," Janna said touching her long leg on the knee showing her appreciation for her being there.

"It's why I got out of the lawyer game."

"That, and we pay you a boat load of money to run this place, your title should really be General Manager."

"I don't need a title, like you said I like my "boat load of money."

They both laughed.

"How's Rachel?" Tessa asked, giving her a stern look.

"She's Rachel," Janna said looking down, her once 'fast tracked to partner' daughter was getting distracted with night life and jet-setting, not wanting to commit to taking her late-father's place.

"The board sees all of that, I mean Instagram, I'm glad they didn't have that back in the day we were dodging swords dangling out of all those lawyer's pants."

"We didn't dodge them all, I mean..."

"Russell used you, you know."

"Yeah, but I could have put up more a fight in certain situations. I knew the drill, 'Janna, this is Karl, he's a really big client'."

"You wined and dined..."

"And 69'ed... a lot of them, not all."

"Imagine putting that shit on Instagram," Tessa said, then sipped her tea.

"How's Felicity?" Janna asked about Tessa's wife.

"Still wondering when you'll come for a weekend."

"She's not shy."

"Nope. It's the only reason we're married. She hunted and bagged me the moment Charlie passed."

"The night of the funeral? Right?"

"Yes, she was my dearest confidant through the cancer and crying in her arms turned into the most amazing night of my life. Didn't hurt that we were friends from college and Olympic days."

"Shit, the meeting. I've got to prepare some notes.

Janna kissed Tessa on the cheek, a part of her wondered how much fun a weekend with her and her wife would be, but her mind quickly focused on the meeting to be held this afternoon.

*****

"You tell me what it would take," Danny said, standing in Rachel's small, side office by the elevators. "And your mother would put you in this closet?"

"It doesn't smell like urine; you guys are disgusting down there."

"Hey, we have two female tech associates thank you very much."

"Do they shower?"

"What's your point?"

"Tell me..." Danny said. Remember in his business classes when you can have the other side start the negotiations, they might overshoot what you want.

Danny was set to leave the company, he and some other tech bros were heavy into crypto, getting in and out of high-profile coin that shot up and then tanked quickly.

He had over a million in other investments and they were close to several sources telling them of new ventures. He had nothing to lose here, except for the felony charges extortion could bring. It's also why he was making sure she did the talking. In her space he'd have her downstairs soon enough where he could say and do anything without detection.

"Okay, we go for a weekend and make sure you drown."

"Not exactly the starting point I was looking for."

"Screw you, I'll take my chances."

"Look." Danny said holding up his phone, again not wanting to talk in case she was smart enough to have a recording device running.

He held up his phone, she looked at an email with attachments, links and a three-paragraph essay about it all. He scrolled up and back, it included LinkedIn links and names of hiring firms. He got close to her and whispered.

"This is ready and waiting to send at any moment," His eyes were fierce and locked onto hers. "Please get on your knees."

Danny knew what hidden camera's looked like (had placed several for security reasons) and there were none in her tiny office. She was breathing heavy, her large breasts pushing up into the fabric doing its best to keep them in her top. He was about her height, so put the phone in his back pocket as his hands went to her shoulders.

He saw her world collapse in her eyes, he felt powerful, vindicated, wondered if he could get her to sail away with him after he destroyed her life, his wealth and his understanding the only things she could latch on to.

In law school Rachel was caught cheating on a test and the professor summoned her to his office. He was in his early 50s, smartly dressed, married with five kids. She was facing Danny just like that professor and, like in the prior moment she thought - 'It's just sex'.

Rachel curled into Danny's body, the tech geek not expecting her to submit, her hands went into his chest and pressed into him while dropping to her knees. Rachels hands went to his belt, like a night at the club finding a coat room, an office, she de-pantsed him quickly, the skinny jeans around his ankles.

Moving her hand up his skinny leg she was surprised at the bulge in his boxer-briefs, pulling the waistband down, it rolled out at her, inflating and straightening.

"Jesus..." Rachel gulped, her hand around the base pressing into his balls and the length still projecting away from her grip.

Her girlfriend Rita would say 'don't judge a book by its cover' which usually went the other way, a disappointing cock between a hot guy's legs.