I work the typical, nine to five office job. I’m only twenty-two, and I started a few weeks ago. I do all sorts of things around the office, but I mainly cruise back and forth from the copyroom, making – you guessed it – copies. I hadn’t realized that one of the main perks of working in an office was interacting with absolutely gorgeous women that dressed professionally perfect. I came into the office this morning, not knowing that I would get into trouble with two of them today.

When I got off the elevator, I accidentally bumped into one of my coworkers and she dropped a file folder full of papers onto the ground.

“Oh my god Luciana I’m so sorry!” I practically dove to the floor, scrambling to pick up the papers strewn everywhere. I spent a minute shuffling them back together into the file while I sat on one knee. She stood above me, staring.

“Oh . . No . . Micheal it’s okay, it was my fault.” She stuttered.

Luciana was Latina, my height at 5’10”, and twenty four. She kept a thin yet curvy figure, had caramel skin, radiant golden brown eyes, long, curly auburn hair, and lovely rounded features. She had a slight accent; she had told me English wasn’t her first language but she spoke it perfectly. She always wore a short business skirt that exaggerated her hips and thighs, a matching sport coat, a white blouse that subtly displayed her chest, and tasteful heels.

I had spoken with Luciana nearly every single day since I had started the job, fetching papers from her desk that needed duplication. She was different from the normal staff, and frequently inquired about my morning, my personal life, or various other small things. I had never thought much of it, I’d figured she was just the chatty type. I didn’t try to flirt with Luciana, or any of the women here, because I wanted to be respectful. Luciana, however, loved to tease me playfully.

I finally got them all together in the folder, and stood up. I handed them back to her.

“Did you put them back in the right order?” She mocked.

My face got red. “No, I mean- I can, if you want me to.”

She took the folder and clutched it to her chest. “I keep telling you to call me Luci.” She said, more annoyed at my formal pronunciation of her name than me dumping all her papers.

“Luci.” I said with a grin. “-ana.” I liked teasing her back, she was a good sport and it was fun.

She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might pop out, but she smiled. “Look dummy, all of these need to get copied today, and you’re gonna need help. It’ll be faster with two people.”

I nodded. “Sure.”

She eyed me up and down. “Especially since you can’t walk right.”

I rolled my eyes and followed her to the other side of the office, to a tucked away room where the company stored the copy machine. She opened the door, we walked in, and the door swung shut.

It was a small room with a large, industrial copier next to a small table, and a few loose boxes strewn around. I took the folder from Luciana, spread out the documents on the desk, found the first one, and started putting them in order.

“Are you gonna help, or-“ I turned around.

Luciana was standing directly in front of me, and very close. I was startled, and stopped talking.

“You’re so clumsy.” She whispered, her face inches from mine. “It’s cute.”

“Uh.” I was flustered. I was staring into her golden eyes, lost. Her face got closer to mine.

“I could just eat you up.” I could feel the breath from her lips on mine. “Why do you tease me?”

I could smell her, and I could almost taste her. I could feel every inch of her body, but we weren’t touching. Her lips were pink, plump, and parted.

“I know why I tease you.” She whispered, and her long eyelashes fluttered slowly.

My heart raced. I alternated gazing into her eyes and staring at her lips. She bit her lip, her pearl white teeth contrasting the pink and brown of her skin. My body ceased breathing. We were both in limbo, terrified to initiate.

My cock grew fully erect, threatened to burst my zipper creating a tent in my slacks, and ever so slightly brushed her hand.

Our lips met like old lovers, brushing gentle affection as our mouths parted; the tips of our tongues tied together. We released our trapped gasps and moaned in unison, her hand reflexively grabbed what touched it. My hands grasped her waist and pulled. We kissed naught for a moment before she pulled away.

“Touch me.” She ordered. “Touch me while I touch you.”

My fingers reached down to her skirt trim and brought it up her hips. Her hands unbuckled my pants, slid the button and zipper out of place, and pulled my hard cock free. I reached one hand down the back of her ass and underneath, my other hand found her clit, covered by lace. I moved the lace to the side and wet my fingers with her arousal, then circled her clit. She moaned and forced her lips back onto mine.

Her mouth on mine forced me to lean against the desk. Her hand felt like velvet on my skin, teasing and caressing me, while I slipped my hand deeper beneath her ass, between her legs, and pushed my finger inside her. I encircled her with my arms, and she pumped my dick back and forth faster and faster as she began falling into climax.

“Luci-“ I groaned into her mouth, which only excited her more.

Her legs became weak, and she couldn’t focus on me, so she grasped the base of my shaft tight as I held her weight with both arms. I pushed my fingers deeper inside her, and leisurely rubbed her clit, willing her climax to come forth.

“I’m- I’m- Ohh-“ She groaned gutterally into my mouth.

As her orgasm passed, I removed my hands from her as she began to stand on her own.

I placed the fingers that were inside her in my mouth, and the fingers that pleasured her clit inside hers.