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She hated late nights in the office. She especially hated late nights in the office that hadn't been planned. It was particularly painful when she should have been out on a date instead of sitting at her desk signing off on her last report for the evening. It had been a frustrating enough week for her and she had been hoping to ditch her security detail and blow off a bit of steam that evening. But no. One Leroy Jethro Gibbs had to go ahead and catch a high profile, albeit open and shut, case, because God forbid she be allowed to have a bit of fun. The reasonable part of her mind knew he wasn't in the wrong here, it was hardly his fault that his team had caught a case on a Friday night but the overworked, stressed and she might as well admit it, horny part of her had been desperate for this date.
It wasn't that she particularly cared for the man in question but she did find him attractive and the idea of spending the evening eating a delicious dinner and hopefully finishing the night off with some even better desert had been appealing to her. She clamped her thighs together as she thought of what she was missing out on. It had been months since she'd last had sex and well over a week since she had even been able to take the edge off by herself. The most she could hope for that evening would be to go home, maybe run a nice hot bath, spread her legs and reward her hard work for the week with a nice orgasm or two. Her fingers wouldn't be the same as having a nice, hard cock inside of her but it did get the job done as far as she was concerned.
She clamped her thighs together again and bit back a moan as she felt her underwear dampen. Her clit was throbbing in anticipation, she had spent the entire day and much of the day before fantasizing about how her evening would play out, that had been brought to a crashing halt right before she had been about to leave. She looked around, even though she knew she was alone in her private office before reaching down to press firmly on the seam of her pants. It certainly wasn't enough to do much for her but it was enough pressure to relieve some of the ache in her swollen clit. Her thighs tightened around her hand and she couldn't help but buck her hips once against the pleasant feeling before removing her hand. All she needed was to soak through her underwear and pants. There weren't many people in the building but it would be just her luck that someone would notice a damp spot on her light grey dress pants.
She signed her name with a flourish and closed the file in frustration before shutting down her computer and gathering her belongings. It was well after midnight and she desperately wanted to get home without having to talk to anyone. She should have known better than to wish for such a stupid thing.
She was just about to put her coat on when the door to her office opened to reveal none other than Leroy Jethro Gibbs.
"Heading out?" He asked, leaning against the now closed door.
"I was hoping too." She replied, her tone leaving no room for idle chitchat.
"Gonna try and make your date?"
"How did you-"
"I know you." He replied with a shrug.
She rolled her eyes but shook her head, "no if you must know I'm going to go home."
He raised an eyebrow at her irritated tone.
"Something wrong?"
"No, Jethro. Nothing is wrong, I just want to get home and enjoy what's left of my Friday night." She replied sharply, "I was hoping to be doing something else at the moment, not sitting in my office signing off on reports."
"And what was that something else?" He asked, quirking his lips suggestively.
She felt her cheeks flush, partially in embarrassment that he had caught her out and partially in arousal because damn he looked sexy leaning against her door, his lips quirked in a suggestive smirk and his eyes dancing as he stared at her.
"It's a Friday night and I was going on a date, you're a big boy, I think you can fill in the blanks."
He looked almost surprised that she hadn't tried to deflect or ignore his question but he recovered quickly.
"I think I can imagine." He stated.
"Try not to hurt yourself." She deadpanned.
"Oh I won't, don't have to work too hard to imagine it, got it all stored up here." He said tapping his head, "I know exactly what you like."
Any other time she would have threatened to kill him for thinking like that or being bold enough to say it out loud but just then she couldn't stop the flush that spread over her pale skin or the way her thighs clenched as she thought about exactly how well he knew her.
He saw her reaction and smirked, he took her not biting off his head as a good sign and it emboldened him enough that he continued.
"So if your not gonna go on your date, what are you going to do to enjoy your Friday night?" He asked slowly.
An image of her naked, laying on her bed with her legs spread flashed through is mind and he had to bite back a groan as he thought of her teasing her clit and playing with her hard nipples. He felt his cock start to harden and he was grateful that he was wearing tighter underwear and loose pants.
"I think you can use your imagination on that one too." She replied boldly.
"Oh I am." He informed her.
He felt his cock harden a bit further and desperately wanted to reach down to give himself a firm squeeze but he refrained. Talking was one thing, doing was another.
"Guess I'd better let you get on with your night." He said after a moment, "make sure to lock your door, wouldn't want anyone showing up unexpectedly."
"Oh I will." She promised, "be a shame if someone picked the lock though."
With that she grabbed her belongings and practically waltzed out of the room, the unspoken invitation still hanging in the air.
AN: So this is my first time writing anything even relatively M-Rated so go easy on me, this will be posted in two parts and the next part will follow shortly. I would love to hear reviews and any feedback you may have!