The office was remarkably quiet Roy thought as he sat at his computer. Moss had been gone a few days on vacation, or so he said leaving Jen and him alone in the office for the past few days. although they had always been close Roy had wanted more since the moment he first saw her, but of course never assumed his feelings would be reciprocated. After all Jens type was, well, anyone but him. Being alone in the office let way to all kinds of fantasies for him though, ones which he knew would never come true, so he had to try and keep away.

"Roy can you come in here please?" came her voice from inside the office "My computer isn't working and I need to send emails."

"have you tried turning it off and on again?" he shouted back

He heard the squeak of her chair and then she appeared at the door a few seconds later. Her form was just as enticing as always, slim fitting skirt, a shirt stressed slightly at the breast. "Yes I tried that, can you please just come in here."

Roy sighed, rising from his chair. Jen turned and started walking back into her office, he watched her hips as they swayed the way they always did when she walked. He walked over to the desk and stood there awkwardly at first until she motioned for him to sit down. He sank into the chair next to where she was standing. Rarely were they ever this close, his nostrils were filled with the intoxicating smell of her perfume. She leaned over him pointing to a spot on the screen. Although she was pointing his eyes were directed toward her now slightly exposed cleavage. His breath was caught as the images of them together flooded back into his mind. he felt himself harden under the desk with each image of them. Pushing aside all the items on the desk and fucking her brains out, slamming her up against the wall, kissing her passionately deeper and deeper.

"Roy!" she shouted, snapping him out of his daze of thoughts "what are you doing? Fix my computer!"

"right yes well, problem number one is this series of viruses, I'll have to completely clear your computer"

"no don't I have it the way I like it"

"like what? Non-functioning?"

"Oh come on just get my email open."

"right okay." Roy slowly moves the cursor to the icon for internet explorer, taking in her scent how as long as he could.

"how did that get there it used to be on the bottom."

Roy chuckles and right clicks on the icon, selecting pin to task bar. "You just deleted the shortcut by accident"

"ah" Jen sighs standing slowly, her breast slightly rubbing against Roy's arm as she stands. "thanks Roy."

"Yeah no problem." he says remaining stationary. A thought crosses his mind, his hardness will be so clear if he stands up. Now rather than ideas of them together all he could think of was Jen laughing at him for this. He clears his throat slightly "right well I should fix some of the other problems while I'm here.

"No don't be stupid like I said I don't need it, I'm fine with how it is."

"but it's infected with viruses let me fix it, I might as well." He almost begs trying to save himself from humiliation.

"come on I need to get to work." she exasperates, spinning the chair to face her and pulling him out of the chair. Then the outline became clear to her. But rather than laughing as he feared she was stunned. Jen never thought he liked her back, they had worked together for years and he had never tried anything after all. He routinely harassed her each time she found a man, never spoke to her like anything but a friend, but yet the outline was clear, she wondered if his thoughts had been consumed with the thoughts of them together in the last few days since Moss had been on vacation.

"Sorry I wasn't-" he clears his throat again and began to rush out the door. Before Roy could escape though Jen grabbed his hand and pulled him back in. She pulls him back in and closes the door behind them. Then they simply stare at each other for a few seconds before colliding with each other.

In seconds years of repressed passion began to spill over, their lips intertwined, bodies pressed together. Roy pushes her back up against the door leaning in further and further. Roy's hand slipped down to her waist, the other into her hair. Roy's lips trailed down her neck and still yet further, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, his hand on her waist slowly worked up under her shirt to her breast. Jen let out a slight breath into his hair. He rose to stand in front of her once again, they just stood there a second again taking in the present before burring himself back in her neck.

"fuck-" he whispered into the nape of her neck pulling pressing her into the door further. Both of his hands slid down further from her waist, caressing her thigh and lifting her up, wrapping her legs around his body. Her body melted into his, their lips merging , getting deeper and deeper into each other.

He carried her over to the desk, placing her down roughly, sweeping everything off the top but the monitor. he leaned her back, ravenously pulling at the buttons of her blouse. He slipped the blouse off her person, pulling her up once again, unclasping her bra and throwing it aside, then throwing aside his own shirt. They pressed their lips back into each other, battling with their tongues. "bloody hell" he whispered again into her neck as they broke from kissing. Roy desperately unbuckles belt and unbuttons his pants. Desperately he unzips and pulls his pants down just enough to expose his member. Quickly he pulled down her panties and leans in once more again, positioning himself by her entrance.

"Roy slow down." she whispered into his lips between passionate kisses.

"Sorry-" he whispered back.

He moved down once more suckling at her neck, a slight gasp, or perhaps a moan escaping from her mouth. That was enough to send him mad "I can't stop" he says as he quickly moved to insert himself. He slid in with surprising ease, fully inserting himself and letting out a slight moan at the same time as Jen. Her nails gripped into his back with the new found wave of pleasure. With each thrust came a new pulse of pleasure shooting through her body. Quickly both of them were lost in the ecstasy of the moment, there was no more office no more tension, no more cautious flirting, no avoiding each other, just passion.

"Fuck." he groaned into her hair once again beads of sweat beginning to form on his forehead. Quickly he pulled out "turn over" he demanded, she paused for a second. In response he grabbed her waist, turned her and bent her over the desk. He stood up for a moment admiring the view, grabbing a handful of her ass before inserting himself once again. Jen let out another moan at the shock of his hastiness.

The desk creaked beneath them with every thrust growing more and more aggressive. He gripped onto her waist pulling her in closer to him, making the thrusts ever deeper. "Oh my god." he shouted as his body began to convulse, a wave of pleasure washing over him. Jen could feel it filling her up, his seed sending waves of pleasure through her own body. Then he collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing heavily their warmth exchange with each other.