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The next day she couldn't stop thinking about him, she couldn't help but wonder if he had woken up as randy as she had. She wondered if he had jerked off, like she'd taken care of her needs when she woke up a sweaty mess. All her wonderings got her turned on far too many times throughout the day, she would feel her face flush at her arousal. She spent most of the day hiding behind the curtain of her blonde tresses.

For the past hour Marshall had been going from the fish bowl to his office, on the phone most of the time. Other times she caught him shooting her a glance, she knew they couldn't change their daytime relationship, especially during business hours, at least not without possibly messing things up in the office.

They both worked throughout the day and afternoon on each other's paperwork, she had fallen behind thanks to her long weekend off.

It was late afternoon when Delia finally left the office for the night; Marshall strolled out of his office with a pie box in one hand and a couple of forks on the other.

Mary smiled and arched an eyebrow, "What's that?"

"A little nourishment, we both just had a quick bite during lunch around noon, and I'm pretty sure you're still the same Mary. If I don't feed you, you are liable to burn the building down, plus I get to spend time with my best friend," he sat on the chair beside her desk and placed the pie between them.

She snatched a fork from his other hand and dug in, "Ummm…"

They both each ate half of the pie before she went back to her paperwork, Marshall got up and brought his paperwork back to her desk, like old times. They spent most of the evening talking about random things, witnesses, Norah, Mark, the office employees, but it never ventured into their relationship amid the dreams.

The first thing Mary noticed about the dream was how real it felt; she turned and looked at Marshall. He looked at her funny with a small frown.

"Does it feel a little too real?" she asked him as she approached the bed.

"Yeah…I thought something was off."

She moved over to him opposed to her side of the bed and touched his shoulders, "You feel real too."

"Yeah…you think it's because we fell asleep near each other in the office?"

"I don't know, we barely understand what we're doing here most of the time"

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You're right."

"So…what now? What are you going to do to me this time?" she challenged him. This was their dream and they could do whatever they wanted, no rules.

He chuckled and shrugged, "What makes you think I'm going to do something?"

Mary stepped right up to him and whispered in his ear, "Well, you can do whatever you want to me."

She was pleased to see his eyes close for a moment and his whole body shutter in sheer pleasure.

"You shouldn't say that, don't think I won't take you up on it," he whispered right back into her face.

"It's an open offer," she winked.

She rubbed her body against his and trailed her fingers from his clavicle down to his chest and moved lower to his lower extremities, she flattened her palm against his stomach and slid it down towards his hardness, knowing he would be fully aroused from what she could feel against her belly.

Before she reached it, he stopped her hand and leaned down to kiss her. She didn't know if it was because she had wanted this kiss since the chaste peck she had given him or the fact that they were sleeping so close to each other in the real world. But there was something very primal, very urgent about it. It was possibly the most amazing wonderful erotic and earth shattering kiss she'd ever had.

Mary melted into him, grinding against his crotch and grinning when he groaned, pulling her hips up and tilting her pelvis to meet his thrust. He held her close as he buried his face in her neck, unable to pull away.

"This is wrong…in so many ways"

"I know"

Marshal pushed her backward, until the back of her thighs hit the bed, he roughly pulled her shirt up and off her head. He pushed her again and she fell onto the bed. He stood over her, eyes fixed on her bra and she waited for him to remove it too.

But he moved back and tore off his shirt and pushed his shorts down and off, leaving only his boxers on. They made a very tempting tent in the material.

Mary sat up and reached for his waistband and he pulled her off the bed onto her knees in front of him. She looked up at him in surprise, but wasn't shocked. She pushed his boxers down enough to free his full erection, which was now almost right in front of her mouth. He stepped out of the boxers and kicked them to the side. She smirked up at him and waited.

His hands went to the back of her head, gently urging her toward him. She hesitated a little to torture him as he guide her closer. When her lips touched the tip of his hardness she couldn't hold back, with a moan she parted her lips and stroked the tip with her tongue. Her hand reached up and encircled his shaft as she pumped and stroked him.

He moaned and held the sides of her head as he felt her move her lips up and down his slick hardness.

No dream had felt as real as this one; the whole experience was bringing her so close to the edge. Never thought she could get off by getting someone off.

"Oh God, that feels so good," Marshall shuddered. "So…"

"Real?" she took a break and murmured loud enough for him to hear. "Like I'm really getting you off?"

He arched his head up, "Fuck! Yeah, just like that."

He pushed on the back of her head again, forcing her to open wide to receive him, she didn't hesitate and took up where she had left off. She happily bobbed up and down on it, loving every time he got vocal at her ministrations.

Their eyes locked as he started to thrust into his hardness, in and out of her mouth and as hard as she tried to torture him longer, he couldn't hold off for longer. He pulled free of her mouth and gasped.

"Why'd you stop?" she managed as she gulped.

"I was too close…if I get off, we'll just wake up. I want to…" he blushed and looked back to the bed.

"You want to get me off too?" she grinned up at him, still on her knees.

He reached down and pulled her up, "Come on"

She climbed the bed and once in the middle he began to strip her, his hands on her had her in the verge of going off the cliff, she wanted to grab him and force him to just fuck her. At least she could try, because she needed a release soon.

Marshall closed his eyes at her wiggling, they were both frustrated and he needed to get her off like his life depended on it. This would make or break whatever relationship he could seek outside of this dream realm. He needed her to see him as more than just friends, but as the man she needed in her life.

Mary helped him remove her panties, taking every opportunity to touch both him and herself in the process. She knew she could get them both to finish off at the same time with her hands, but she wanted to experience what he seemed to want to give her. She growled and panted into his face so very close to hers.

"Patience," he muttered before he pressed a quick kiss to her parted lips, nipping her lower lip in the process.

She pulled his shirt up and off, the last piece of clothing that separated their bodies to fully touch. Naked with Marshall was definitely more than she had expected, it felt very naughty, but she loved it. But couldn't appreciate it because she was still too aroused to think as properly as she would if she wasn't.

"There's only so much patience…" she trailed off as she whined again.

Marshall smiled and gave her another kiss, this one was a mature grown up kiss, he sank his tongue as deep into her mouth while slanting his head. She groaned and wrapped her fingers in his hair as she pulled him closer.

"I'll take care of you," he rasped as he pulled up. "Just calm down."

"Damn it Marshall, don't you think if I could calm down, I wouldn't be trying right now?" she groaned. "Stop being so mean"

He chuckled as he slowly backed down her body, occasionally pausing to linger and kiss her neck, breasts and tummy, eventually his mouth was where she really needed him to be. Right over her suffering mound, she felt him breath her in and she almost came from the heat.

Mary arched into him, willing him to finally get down to business. She squeaked when he finally stuck his tongue out and licked her, her hands moved over her head and found purchase against the headboard. She knew she was making embarrassing noises, but she was beyond the point of caring.

Having him between her legs, licking and sucking her was beyond any dream could've been. She arched and thrashed against the bed, "Oh God…Mars…Marshall…please…"

Marshall was enjoying every single second of tasting her, he moved his left hand to hold her hips down to keep his tongue on her tender nub, his right hand moved between breasts to thumb and occasionally pinching her nipples.

He stuck his tongue deep into her body and felt her begin to shudder; he had only a total of maybe two or three minutes working on her before she was ready to explode. Waves of pleasure coursed through her, traveling the length of her body to each of her extremities.

She was so consumed by her orgasm, yet felt like something wasn't quite right. Everything faded out and she opened her eyes to darkness, for a moment she was worried that something did go wrong, then her eyes focused and she realized that she was back in the office and had fallen asleep on her desk.

Marshall sat wide-eyed staring at her from across her desk, having most likely woken at the same time she had. He could tell she was breathing raggedly and still flushed from arousal, but if his body wasn't betraying him, they were most likely as aroused as if nothing had happened in the dream.

Mary stared at him and blushed, she ran her hands over her face and muttered, "That was awesome!"

Still blushing he chuckled, "Told you. Patience"

She smirked, "More fun my way." She moved over her desk and swiped a lock of hair away from his face, "Thanks. Do you need help.."

He blushed and shook his head, "I don't think that would be a good idea." Not yet anyways.

As much as he'd like her to help him, if they did anything at this point she might pull away afterwards and pass it off as a one-night stand. And he was definitely not the type to go along with those moves. Slow and steady would win him the girl.

"Probably best if I do it. It'd be real if you did," he stood up with his back to her.

"Wouldn't make much difference, this last one felt pretty real," she said with her laughing voice.

"We can't…"

"I know, I know. You're right. Just wanted things to be fair."

"Trust me, what you did makes us even."

"I should go…" she trailed off, wanting him to stop her. Stay and talk some more.

But, "I'll see you later."

He watched her clean up her desk and turn her computer off before she walked out of the gates towards the elevator, she turned and smiled, "Good night, Marshall"

"Good night, Mare," he sighed as the elevator doors closed behind his girl. His emotions were running wild, he shook his head before heading to his office.

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