Hiya everybody. This is just a one off Sandle fic. I was bored so I wrote this . Hope you like it. Please read and review!!
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So far it had been a normal day for Greg. Get up, have breakfast, get ready, go to work, work through the backlog of DNA evidence that had been building up for 3 days now. He was walking down the corridor and he caught Sara's eye as she turned. She mouthed something and pointed towards the evidence room. He knew what this meant.
Their discreet meetings had so far gone unnoticed, but he knew that would be a pleasure short – lived, so he should enjoy it while he could. Sara had gone in first, then a couple of minutes after, he followed.
As he stepped in the door he was thrown against the wall, luckily he had closed the door quickly. Sara's lips pressed against his in a passionate kiss. He grabbed her hips and span them round, so Sara was against the wall. Quite skilfully if he must say. Her hands roamed his back whilst his lifted her shirt over her head, breaking the kiss for mere seconds. Her hands dipped into his trousers and undid the button in record time. He did the same. Soon their clothes were in a messy ile on the floor.
"Ready?" He said.
She nodded her approval and he pushed into her. His hands roamed her chest, pausing only to pinch her hard nipples. As he did this, she let out a long moan. He quickened his pace and soon they were both spent, he against the wall and Sara on the floor. Just then there was a knock at the door. They both thanked God that they had locked it.
"Hello?" It was Catherine.
They hurriedly gathered their clothes and put them on. Greg came out first, Sara stayed and pretended to look at some evidence.
"What were you doing in here?" enquired Catherine.
"Oh, just checking out some evidence,"
"O.K." Said Catherine a little suspiciously. Sara could tell that Catherine knew she was lying. They were in big trouble.
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If you liked it you know what to do. See that button, he is just itching to be pressed, go on... you can do it.