Triggered By Her Neighbor Pt 03

When Sarah woke up the next morning, she was insanely horny and her bed sheets were a mess. She couldn't help but edge herself, so turned on by the fact that she had been listening to the files all night. And it felt so fucking good, she had no idea why she had resisted so long. How stupid she had been. Well, she was stupid. Bimbostupid, the best kind. Her thoughts drifted to John right away, she stopped questioning it. It was natural, he was the dominant man in her life right now. Aside from her coworkers, there were no other guys, so it must be normal to think of John that way when she got horny. He was hot after all. Sarah thought about the previous evening and how nice it would have been if John had fingered her on the couch instead of them watching some horror movie she couldn't even remember now. And then she could have thanked him by going on her knees and sucking his cock. She wished she knew what it looked like. Having seen outlines of it from time to time depending on what John had been wearing, she was sure it was big.

It didn't take long to get to the edge. No surprise there given how wet and horny she had been waking up. Sarah wanted to go longer but she had to get ready for work. Forcing herself out of bed, she removed the sheets, shoving them in the washing machine for later and went to take a shower. As she soaped herself she couldn't help it and found her hands lingering longer on her breasts than they should have. Her nipples were so stiff and sensitive, she had to play with them. Moaning she closed her eyes as the water ran over her body. Just one more minute, that wouldn't make a difference, would it? She rubbed her nipples, tweaked them, and squeezed her breasts wishing it was someone else doing it. It was really time she found a guy, even if it was just for a one-night stand, that fucked her properly. It had been too long.

She needed a real cock in her life, needed to be fucked like the horny slut she was. Her holes felt so empty. Sarah moaned as she played, eventually one of her hands drifting down to her pussy, pushing two fingers inside felt nice, but it didn't feel quite right. It didn't feel enough. Somehow that thought brought her back out of her horny graze. She needed to get to work! Finishing up quickly, she left the shower only to realize she was late. She rushed to dry up and get dressed, deciding on a nice skirt and blouse. It was sexy but still professional she felt. Waving at John she got into the car, no time to chitchat now. On the way to work she couldn't think much of anything other than how horny she was and how she would have much rather stayed at home and listened to files while rubbing her needy pussy.

Sarah managed to arrive only ten minutes late, hopefully she hadn't run into any speeding traps. She parked and got out of her car, hoping that nobody would notice she was late. But she couldn't have been more wrong. As soon as Sarah entered the office she found herself getting called out by Martin, one of the senior staff that worked directly under her and always seemed to have taken a bit of an issue with his boss being a woman. Though he had complimented her yesterday.

"Well well well, I'd never thought I'd see the day where our boss is late to work boys!" He laughed and so did several other guys who had looked up from their desks. Some of them even looked like they had just gotten there themselves but of course she couldn't call them out for it. Part of Sarah wanted to get angry at Martin for calling her out like that when he was just barely on time most days, but that seemed wrong. He was right after all, she was late and it was the first time in all the years she had been working. She was wrong, and he was right, so no use complaining or even being angry.

So instead Sarah smiled. "Yes, I am late today. I'm really sorry guys!"

"I'll be damned, another first. We just got an apology from our perfectionist boss!" Martin said winking at her. Again, he was correct, she had never before apologized. Mostly because she'd not had a reason to do so.

"Yes, you got me good," she said with a chuckle. "Two firsts in one day. Don't get used to it!" She figured it was better to join in on the joke. Now more of the guys laughed as well, probably had been worried she would tell them off if they did before.

Martin grinned, obviously happy she had decided to respond this way. She nodded at him and walked past him to her office. But when she tried to enter the doorcode it wouldn't open. She tried several times before wondering if they were trying to prank her. After she had tried to enter it for the fourth time, Martin came up behind her.

"Problem?" He asked. He didn't look like he was checking to see if his practical joke had worked. Instead, he seemed confused.

"Did we change the door code?" Sarah asked even though she knew they couldn't have. She would have known about it.

"Not that I know of. Try again."

He of course knew the code. Sarah entered the code before Martin let out a slight chuckle. "You have the numbers mixed up. Here," he said. Then he entered the numbers. 34367. And the door unlocked.

"But...?" Sarah was sure that had been the numbers she had entered. Slightly confused she stepped into her office, followed by Martin who closed the door behind her.

"Is everything ok, Sarah?"

She had never liked that he called her by her name instead of boss like she knew he did with some of their higher-ups. But today, somehow she didn't really mind.

"What do you mean?" She put her bag on the desk, taking out her calendar to see what she had planned for today.

"Well, you seem a bit out of it. Late to work for the first time, apologizing to us, forgetting the correct door code."

Sarah hesitated. Yes all those things were unlike her and it made her feel a bit stupid.

"I eh..well, I suppose I didn't sleep very much last night to be honest." It wasn't entirely the truth but how much had she slept and how much had she been in trance? Who could tell? Or what even was the difference?

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. You take it easy today then and let me know if there is anything you need me to do, okay? I don't mind picking up some extra tasks for you."

Sarah stared at him. Martin had never offered anyone help, especially not her. It always seemed like she had to work extra hard to even be considered half way worthy of her position in his eyes. And now he was being so kind? It was strange, but she liked it. Much better than the grumpy version he usually put up in front of her.

"I..," she started not really knowing what to say. She wasn't used to asking for help and wasn't sure if she was comfortable with it.

"I know you don't like asking for help and you think you can do everything by yourself," Martin said calling her out yet again. "But you don't have to. Especially not if you are not feeling well. So ask for help!"

It sounded a bit like an order and usually she would have hated that but in this case, she thought it was quite sweet.

"Yes, Martin."

"That's much better!" He smiled at her. "I'll be waiting for it then!"

With that, he left her office and left Sarah feeling strange. How could she mess up the door code? She must have entered it countless times. It was so stupid, wasn't it? Stupid like....a bimbo? Could this have anything to do with her listening to the files all night long? The thought of that was....her nipples hardened and Sarah couldn't resist the urge to rub them, if only for a few seconds.

Oh god, was she really turning into a bimbo? It was such an arousing thought. Her pussy was wet, just as it had been this morning when she woke up. Then she realized, she wasn't wearing any panties. How could she forget? And how could she not notice until now? Her juices were running down the inside of her thighs.

Had she forgotten because she had been in such a rush? Even then, she really shouldn't have. Or was that something the files had done? Sarah couldn't remember anything like that in the description but who was to know for sure?

Why had she picked a skirt today of all days, it would have been so much better if she had been wearing her usual business pants.

Sarah took a deep breath.

"Okay, no need to panic," she told herself. Most of the day would be her sitting on her ass anyway so it wasn't like anyone would notice, even if the skirt wasn't as long as she now wished it was.

Sarah sat down at her desk, looking over what she had to do today. Just like any other day, it was a lot. Mostly because there were tasks she simply didn't want to hand down to her team, thinking it was better if she did them herself. But today she didn't feel like it. Her head wasn't in the game. Just looking at her schedule made the numbers on the screen blur. Rubbing her eyes, she decided it was time for a change. If only for today. Some of the more minor tasks she sent to her team. Then she looked at the biggest thing on her agenda and decided to send it to Martin. He had offered, no almost insisted, that she would give up some of her load. So she did. Sarah picked the easiest task for herself but before she could get to work she was disturbed by a beeping noise. For a moment she was confused but then she recognized it as the smoke detector. It must be low on battery.

Today of all days, she thought. She would have to take it down and replace it. There were batteries in one of the drawers. Sarah got up, took the small ladder from the corner of the office, and climbed to the highest step which was just high enough for her to reach the smoke detector. But Sarah struggled for a while, unable to remove it. Frustrated she cursed loudly, a moment later her office door opened and Martin was standing in the doorway.

"I was just going to see you about the assignment you sent me and heard you curse," he said as an explanation for why he hadn't knocked before coming in. In this situation Sarah really didn't care.

"I've been trying to get this stupid thing off to replace the battery but I can't seem to do it," Sarah said unable to hide the frustration in her voice. Martin stepped up close to look up at the smoke detector while Sarah looked down at him. She saw a surprised look on his face, then he smiled.

"Why don't you let me give it a try," he said. Sarah was already fed up and was glad he offered. As she stepped down she lost her balance and would have fallen off the ladder if it hadn't been for Martin catching her in time and keeping her steady.

"Careful now," he said helping her down the rest of the steps. Sarah blushed, embarrassed but thankful at the same time. As Martin stepped up Sarah realized the way he had been standing he would have seen that she wasn't wearing any panties. Was that why he had that look of surprise on his face?

Oh god, she thought. What would he think about her?

Her face felt very hot all of a sudden, how embarrassing...but also how arousing? Was she losing her mind? She was his boss, he shouldn't be seeing her without underwear in any situation, much less at work!

But there was something about it that excited her. She could feel the juices running down her legs again and her nipples were still very hard.

She watched as Martin removed the smoke detector, came back down the ladder, and put in the new batteries before he went back up again. It didn't take him more than two minutes.

He put the ladder back in the corner of the room, then turned to face her.

"See, no problem. Aren't you glad to have me around?" He winked at her, then his eyes drifted further down and Sarah realized he must have seen her very hard nipples. This couldn't get any worse, could it?

"Yeah," she said smiling. "Thank you for your help."

He waved a hand like it was no big deal, his eyes back at her face for a moment. Sarah decided it was probably best to sit back down.

"What was your question about the assignment?" she asked back at her desk. Better get back to the point. The sooner Martin left her office, the better at this point.

"Ah yes," he said as if he had completely forgotten. "I think there might have been a mix-up and you sent me the wrong one. This seems to have been intended for Andrew." He took out his work phone to show her the email she had sent. And to her shame, he was correct, which must mean the assignment she meant to send him would have gone to someone else.

"Oh dear," Sarah said. She checked her emails and yes, she had sent Ken the email intended for Martin. What a screwup.

"I don't know what's wrong with me today. I am so sorry," she said and she meant it.

"Hey hey," Martin said soothingly. "Work has been very stressful for you lately, nobody will fault you for a bad day. Why don't you make us a coffee while I fix the mess for you?"

Normally she would have been offended by the suggestion that she was to make coffee for him, but right now she was glad, someone else would be fixing her mistakes and all she had to do was make them, and herself, a coffee.

"That sounds great, thank you, Martin." She smiled at him, getting up from the desk. As she walked past him she could have sworn he was looking at her nipples again. Which were unfortunately still very hard and just refused to be invisible.

Martin sat in her chair while she closed the door behind her. She got a few odd looks as she went to the kitchen to make two coffees. While she waited she thought it might be nice to make Martin a snack as well, as a thankyou for all the work he was doing. She had overheard that he often didn't have time to have breakfast because his way to work was so long. So Sarah decided to make him a sandwich.

A few minutes later she carried two cups and a plate with a sandwich back to her office, not caring if people looked at her. For some reason, she knocked on the door, before remembering this was her office and she didn't have to do that. But Martin called to enter so she did.

He looked up from the desk, a confused look on his face, but he said nothing. She put the cup and the plate on the desk in front of him.

"I thought you could use some breakfast," she told him with a bright smile.

"Oh, that is very kind of you," he said, pulling the plate towards him. He made no indication that he wanted to get up and let her back at her desk, so she down in the chair across the desk to have her cup of coffee.

"You are very different today, Sarah. I have to say I really like this new you."

What a nice compliment, she thought. "Thank you."

"A good boss takes care of the employees," he said. There was the lecturing tone she so hated. Somehow it didn't seem so bad today. "We are all on the same team after all."

"You are right," she heard herself say. Martin looked at her for a moment before nodding and taking a bite from his sandwich.

"This is very tasty, good job, Sarah," he said.

She smiled, happy to have done it well. "Thank you." It would have been awful if he hadn't liked the food she made for him.

She watched him eat while she had her coffee, wondering how his mouth would feel on her pussy before shaking her head. No, she couldn't think like that. Not at work!

Martin didn't seem to notice any of it. He was all business when he spoke again.

"I've fixed your silly little mistakes and corrected the assignments." She was glad.

"And I've sent out some other assignments, I don't think you should be handling any of them today. So I've cleared up your schedule for today."

"Oh," Sarah said surprised. Why did he do that for?

"Given your state of mind, I thought it was best. We wouldn't want to have any other silly mistakes, would we?" he smiled at her.

Sarah shook her head. "No of course not. But what should I do today?"

Martin shrugged. "I'm sure the boys wouldn't mind if you made them coffee and sandwiches as well. I know most of them don't have breakfast before they come here. And a good boss should make sure their employees are able to perform at their best, shouldn't they?"

Sarah nodded. He was right. It wasn't good that they skipped breakfast. It was the most important meal of the day. She should fix that for them. They worked very hard for her after all.

"That's a great idea, Martin, I will do that."

She finished her coffee and left the office to go back into the kitchen. It took her a while to make so many sandwiches as she didn't want them all to be the same. She didn't know what the guys liked, she would have to find out for the next time. So she just made a bunch of different ones and made everyone a cup of coffee on top.

About half an hour later she stepped out of the kitchen and put the cup on each of their desks. They looked at her with astonishment, clearly not knowing what to even say. Some of them gave her a nod. Back in the kitchen, she put all the different sandwiches on a tray and then walked to every desk asking what if they would like one.

"Is this a prank?" Andrew asked.

"No of course not," Sarah said. "I know you guys don't have breakfast and I really want you to be well while you are at work. So please eat up!"

Andrew still seemed unsure but he took a ham sandwich and thanked her. The rest of the guys seemed equally unsure but nobody asked any more questions and they all had their sandwiches.

Another thirty minutes later she was done with that and went back to her office. Knocking on the door she waited for Martin to call her in.

"Job done," she told him proudly.

"Well done Sarah. I'm sure the boys were really happy with you. Why don't you send out an email asking for feedback and see what else they might want to eat in the future."

"Great idea!" Sarah sat down, took her laptop, and got to work. She sent everyone an email asking for wishes or suggestions before she spent the rest of the workday researching the best work meals that ensured productivity and general well-being. While she was working she noticed that Martin glanced at her several times but he never said anything.

By the end of the work day, they all left the office at the same time so Sarah found herself cramped in the elevator that needed to go down 12 floors. As they slowly descended and stopped at every floor to let other people on and off, Sarah felt a hand on her backside. At first, she thought it was just an accidental brush since they were all so close together. But then the hand moved away part of her skirt and touched her bare skin. Sarah sucked in air, unsure what to do. Should she make a scene in the elevator? Who was touching her? Was it Martin who she had been standing in front of? Or someone else?

Sarah felt the hand slowly moving, and then a knee between her legs made her move them further apart. She really shouldn't let this happen, she knew. But how embarrassing would it be to cause a scene? Then everyone would know and what would they think of her?

Sarah tried to use her hand to move the man's hand away, but a second hand took hold of hers. The first hand quickly found her very wet pussy and any resistance she put up died as soon as she felt a finger on her clit.

Instead of fighting against the man she had to fight the urge to moan. He rubbed her expertly and it didn't take much to get her to the edge. She really didn't want to cum in this elevator. After having edged herself for so long she was sure that any orgasm she had would be mind-blowing and there was no way she would be able to keep that quiet.

Sarah bit her lip as the rubbing continued, then she felt a pinch that made her gasp. A finger pushed inside of her as the elevator door opened once again. Two more people got on, making it even more crowded than it already was. Sarah was forced to take a step back pushing her further into the man that was fingering her. He added a second finger and his thumb was back on her clit. A low moan escaped her, but she hoped nobody would notice. Looking around nobody seemed to even look at her, but she couldn't see who was behind her. She tried to move her head but couldn't.