Chapter 10

Looking in all the usual places, Ruth couldn't find a clean bra; reasoning that since it was a warm summer's day, she could probably get away without one especially if she wore enough layers in the air conditioning.

Later that day...

"Zaf, can you chase up the missing pieces in this file? Looks like it would suit you; bombs on boats."

"Sure, sounds good. Where would I be going?" Zaf asked.

"Brighton. Check with Harry before you go. Make sure you're not needed elsewhere."

"Will do," Zaf replies on his way to Harry's office, taking the file with him.

Zaf returned grinning.

"Harry reckons it's worth the jaunt. Jo, you get to come with me." Jo looked up and smiled, pleased to be getting off the grid. No one had said anything, but the tension between Harry and Ruth had been insufferable and to be given a chance to leave the grid for the next few days seemed like manna from heaven. As they left the grid, Adam and Ros returned looking rather glum at being left on the grid; rather than playing at spooks cruising offshore. Adam looked at the files on his desk and decided he'd rather be outside meeting with a few assets (whether or not they had information he might need). He turned and called out to Ruth, telling her his plans, and promptly headed through the pods. Ros soon followed, without an explanation.

Sometime later, there was a rather loud groan coming from the air conditioning unit, after which it stopped working. Malcolm went to investigate and returned to tell Harry and Ruth that it had died. He'd called internal services, but as Section D's air con was the last one to stop working they'd have to join the queue; the other sections getting fixed first.

"That's just great. Bloody internal services; if they'd serviced it last week like they were supposed to, this wouldn't be happening!" After Harry's rant he returned to his office and shut the blinds. If it was going to get hot in there then he'd at least want the privacy to unbutton his shirt.

Ruth and Malcolm returned to their desks and continued working. After about an hour, Ruth was finding the temperature was rising rapidly, aided especially by the layers she'd put on that morning. She took herself off to the ladies to lose a few layers, and decided that the clothes she'd put on underneath her top layer were not really suitable for professional conduct; thus leaving her the only option of wearing the top layer, a red loose-fitting blouse.

Ruth returned to her desk and was very careful of her movements. She was grateful for the loss of layers as the heat was almost becoming unbearable. Harry, likewise, had removed his waistcoat and tie; and unbuttoned the first two buttons to allow a little bit of relief from the heat. Harry moved to the glass wall and pushed down on the blind with his fingers providing a little slit for him to look through without being observed. He saw Ruth come from the direction of the ladies and stared at her breasts. The movement of the air as she was walking made her blouse cling to her breasts. He licked his lips and continued to ogle as she passed his unknowing stare. Suddenly his eyes widened as he realised that her breasts were showing much more movement than normal (not that he would know, of course) and that her nipples were a little more pointed. His imagination ran wild with thoughts of what he could do to her.

Ruth completed the files she'd been working on for the Registry and approached Harry's office for his signatures. She opened his door and walked slowly into the room. Her eyes were immediately drawn to Harry's appearance. She noted his tie flung over his computer, and the top two buttons undone. She berated herself for staring at his appearance, but decided it was now or never. She leant over slightly passing him the files. He took them from her, his eyes staring down at the files to avoid temptation. She waited for him to sign them.

"Ruth, where am I supposed to be signing this one?" He pointed to the last file in front of him and looked up for a response at the same time as Ruth leant forward over the side of his desk to look at the file. His eye line was straight down Ruth's blouse, staring at her breasts, hanging in full view. Ruth blushed furiously, but didn't move. Harry kept staring. If he'd thought it would be hard to control an erection earlier, he wasn't bothering to control it now. Ruth glanced down at Harry's crotch while she was still leaning forward. She gave a small cheer inside when she noticed Harry's bulging pants.

She glanced back at his face and found him already looking into her eyes, seeking permission. She gave a small smile and a slight nod. Harry wasted no time and plunged his hands down her top, caressing her breasts gently and pulling her towards him. She obliged and stepped forward, pushing Harry's chair back from the desk so she could stand between his legs. Her hands reached for his shirt and pulled it out from his pants.

Her hands then grasp the top button and fly in his trousers to swiftly undo them removing his bulging penis from the confines of his pants. Harry groaned in anticipation expecting her to wank him, but is surprised by her next action. She removes his hands and drops to her knees. She takes him in her hand and opens her mouth. Releasing her breath, the hot air swirls around his erection causing him to thrust forward involuntarily.

"Steady now, Harry. Just wait," is Ruth's command. She stuck her tongue out and started at the base, running her tongue up his entire erection. Once at the tip she ran her tongue around the tip in a circular motion, before trailing down the other side. She then took as much of him in her mouth as she could and began moving it in and out slowly. Harry gripped onto the chair and attempted to restrain himself against the inclination to thrust his erection to penetrate further into her mouth.
She quickened her pace as much as she could and he felt his release coming. One last tease, she brushed her teeth along his erection to the tip and circled the tip once more with her tongue before plunging her mouth back over his erection; Harry also gave his own thrust. With that last action, his release came. Hot, sticky fluid spilled into the back of Ruth's mouth and she quickly swallowed.

She stood up and looked at Harry; hot, flushed and panting, but he wasn't letting go of her. He pulled her back to his mouth and pushed her hips so that she straddled his legs. He pulled her top down so his tongue could finally gain access to those very tempting breasts. His tongue snaked out and circled her nipple causing it to bud. His opened his mouth over her and sucked hard. Ruth gasped, so he released her and lavished her breast with soft kisses. He moved over to her other breast and repeated the motion. Ruth ground her hips forward as Harry's hands rested on her bottom, gently squeezing in time with his mouth. Harry continued his assault on her breasts; lavishing them with licks, nips, hard sucks and soft kisses. His hands stayed steady on her bottom as she continued to ground forward, thrusting her hips against Harry's re-established erection.

"Harry..." she growled into his ear,

"I want you now."

Harry smiled into her breast and continued his assault there. He moved his hands though; one hand he moved up to the middle of her back, the other started to pull her skirt higher up. His hand felt for her inner thigh, fingers delicately trailing over her tense skin, seeking her inner folds. Reaching her underwear, he could tell she was very wet, awaiting his arrival. He pulled her underwear to one side and ran his middle finger over her sex. Ruth started quietly grunting every time his finger tip slid over her opening. He could tell she was getting close. With each new movement of his finger, he slid into her opening just a little bit further. Ruth spread her legs wider and ground herself quicker. After a few more near completed entries, he thrust his finger into her as far as he could, and kept it there. Her legs grew tight around his waist as he picked her up gently and laid her back on his desk; his hand in the middle of her back keeping her slightly elevated off the desk, his middle finger still within her. Ruth's grinding continued as Harry moved his finger working in her to bring her to climax. Harry still managed to hover over her lightly caressing her breasts with his mouth as her body writhed to contentment. On her final push, Harry stilled his finger within her and watched her panting in the aftermath. His delight in pushing her to climax evident by the tremendous grin spread across his features. Her breathing slowed and with a slight nod from her, Harry removed his finger from within her. He made sure she was watching as he sucked her juices from his finger. She blushed.

"I love you, Ruth. I want to taste you, all of you, but on the comfort of a bed. I want our first time, together, properly together, in a bed, rather than here."

"I love you, Harry. I'm sorry it took so long for me to say this to you, or show you definite affection. I'm sorry I strung you along for so long. It wasn't on purpose..." Harry shook his head,

"say no more." Ruth glanced down at Harry's erection.

"What would you like me to do about that?" Harry blushed at Ruth's bluntness.

"Hm...Stroke me...unless you have a better suggestion?"

"Harry! Come here." She pulled him down close and planted her mouth to his. Their lips parted as their tongues struggled for control. Harry intensified the kiss as he pulled her upright to a standing position.

Their mouths parted, as they gasped for air,

"back was sore" Harry panted. Ruth took the opportunity to stand on his side, turning his mouth toward her for another kiss; she grabbed hold of his erection in her right hand. Harry gasped into the kiss and then smiled as he felt her wanking motion. As she increased her speed, Harry could no longer kiss, needing to pant as he felt his release coming. Ruth quickly glanced around the room searching for a tissue box, but there was none to be found. Harry knew what she was searching for and delved into his trouser pocket for his handkerchief. He passed it to her just in time as he ejaculated into the hankie. Ruth let go of him and left him to clean himself up; as she re-arranged her own clothing.

Both cleaned up and looking professional again, they checked each other's clothing and then leant in for another kiss. The phone on Harry's desk began to ring. Harry pulled his mouth away first, cursing as he answered the phone.

"Yes. Malcolm...ah...Thank you." Harry put the phone down, and looked to Ruth.

"Before you came in, I disabled the CCTV cameras in my office. Malcolm phoned to say he's discovered it and said he'd put it back on in 2 minutes, otherwise security would notice."

"Oh..." Ruth took a few steps back and stood on the other side of his desk organising the files there, while Harry sat back down in his chair. Harry put on his boss face, and looked at the last file in front of him.

"Where was I supposed to sign? No, hold on...don't show me, I don't think I can keep a straight face." Ruth blushed.

"You'll just have to show me another time. Leave it with me. I'll find it."

"Sure," Ruth replied. She took the completed files and left Harry's office. When she arrived at her desk, she found a text message on her phone.

"Particularly loved reading that last file; may need more context thou. Roof in 10 minutes. H."