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Outbreak

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"You should wear skirts more often, Barbara." he gasped out. "You look utterly beautiful in your dress uniform."

And then his lips crushed down on hers before she could say anything.

Surprisingly so, Barbara was not shocked. In fact she was quite pleased. In an instant her left arm went around his neck and her right hand cupped his cheek. With her left hand she grabbed into the hair in the back of his head. His fingers spanned around her waist and he pulled her close to his body.

The first, almost hurting touch of his hard lips on hers turned into a wild kiss. Soon Barbara opened her mouth. It was the clear invitation for Tommy to let his tongue invade her.

In the need of feeling more of him, she moved forward, making him step backwards. His close embrace pulled her with him. His arms had gone around her body and roamed her bottom. The pressure of Barbara's body against his made him bump into the file cabinet. She pressed herself against him in pure desire. Her tongue darted into his mouth and she felt a heavy breath into her lungs.

It was obvious where this sudden kiss would lead them and Barbara had not the tiniest objection. Quite the opposite.

Grabbing into his belt, her hands pulled his hips against hers vigorously.

And Tommy did not appear to be hesitant either. His impatient fingers removed her clip-on cravat. He tossed it somewhere before he began to unbutton her blouse rather quickly. She still was not objecting. She hated that thing anyway.

Just for the devilment Tommy stepped forward and Barbara stumbled backwards. In the middle of his office she unbuttoned his shirt, not caring that he still had his tie on. Together they stumbled through his office. She fumbled with his belt and her hands delved into his hair again. Kissing him heavily, she moaned. He pulled the blouse out of her skirt, cupped her breasts and stroked across the skin on her shoulder rather roughly.

Their tongues fought for dominance.

Their bodies lost and found their stance.

They bowled over a chair near his desk and together they changed the direction of their uncoordinated journey through the room.

Heavily breathing both desperately kissed what their lips could find. Cheeks were wetted, necks were bitten, lips were sucked. Tongues twisted and then they crushed back against the door. Barbara slid herself upwards until she stood on tip toes while they kissed hard and wild.

"Life's too precious!" he rumbled into the crook of her neck as if it was an excuse for the fury. In fact, it was not needed. "No more waste of time!"

"Yeah, no..." she stammered into his ear. Barbara opened his trousers with one hand. Her other was just clenching his breast. "Oh, god, Tommy!" she moaned, grabbing into his briefs. She found a promising, a hard and strong erection, waiting to be freed.

Her hand on his member spurred him on. While Tommy locked the door with one hand, his other hand already rucked up her skirt.

"I want you so badly!" he growled.

"No..." she panted. Her voice cracked and she swallowed. Tommy hesitated only the fragment of a second, but then she went on. "No objections, Sir!" Her groan sounded quite needy.

His groin was ground into hers with renewed power and Barbara had to withdraw her hand. She snaked both arms around his neck and sucked his tongue into her mouth.

It made Tommy moan in delight and desire.

Her skirt was already above her thighs from her squirming against the door. He had shoved it further upwards and finally his hands moved into her knickers. Much to her instantly voiced joy his fingers had found a way to touch very sensitive parts from behind.

Barbara groaned. Her folds were wet and she was very ready to meet not only his fingers.

A tiny sound reached her ear but she knew instinctively what it was. The jingling of metal told her that his trousers had fallen to the ground. A short moment of abstraction followed, and then she felt the nakedness of his hot erection against her thigh. His fingers fumbled her knickers to the side and she lifted a knee up to his.

She wanted nothing else but to feel friction against her pink button. It was aching with need. Her abdomen was burning with desire to have him inside.

Here. Now.

"Take me, Tommy!" she groaned rubbing her naked knee across his naked tigh.

"Oh, yes, Ma'am!" he groaned. Pinning Barbara against the wood of the door, Tommy lifted her up from the ground.

One second later, something warm and hard pressed against her entrance. In the moment when she pushed his tongue back into his own mouth with hers, he entered her welcoming wetness with gentle force and completely.

"Oh, heavens." he was able to rejoice between juicy kisses and heavy thrusts that had started immediately.

Five or six thrusts, and Barbara's inner muscles convulsed around his hard shaft. Four or five more thrusts, and her head fell back against the door. Three or four thrusts, and his fingers dug into her bottom cheeks. Two or three thrusts were needed to make her groan his name aloud. One or two final thrusts, and both crashed over the brink with full force.

Heat spread through her body. She moaned deeply into his ear. He groaned loudly into the crook of her neck. Pleasurable cramps shook them both.

One last and heavy thrust, and they both fell apart together.

The tension that had built up for more than ten years, that had grown stronger in the past few days, that had broken into a roaring fire only a few minutes ago, this tension exploded in a fulminant orgasm.

"Oh, wow!" Barbara groaned breathlessly when her feet were back on the ground.

Tommy's forehead still was furrowed and his expression was somehow wild, but in his eyes there was a strange softness. It still confused her completely.

Only moments before they had shouted at each other in his office, and now they stood at the door - too close to ignore their personal scent, too close for any decency, too close not to feel the strange sizzle between them.

Barbara blushed. She swallowed down her short but entirely indecorous daydream about her boss romping with her against the door.

Lifting her chin in rebellion, she barked "What?!" and hoped that he would say something rude. He had to say something that would continue their argument. She wanted to hear any stupid accusation, so she could forget the heavenly bliss her insubordinate mind just had wandered to for a short moment.

"Well..." he said. Now his expression turned as soft as his eyes already were.

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