Afternoon into Evening

The afternoon felt like it dragged a bit as you watched the various items get ticked off the to-do list, but that wasn’t because any more distractions were going on. Sabrina pivoting in the afternoon to working on the Mock Trial case took out a quarter of your workforce, so the hours just felt like they crawled by a little slower. It also didn’t help that Garrison swung by and called Gemma out for a brief, 30-minute mentoring session.

Still, quitting time was looming and you could tell Eric was getting antsy to leave. The texting with Tasha had also continued, though there weren’t any pictures sent - at least that you knew of. Sabrina or Gemma may have sent her something. Still, once you got comfortable, sending flirty texts with her was fun, and you threw in a few to Sabrina, Gemma and Becks as well for good measure. Becks was the most surprised, responding quickly from down in the lobby with a few cute compliments that had you trying not to blush.

Eric was out the door right at five on the tails of those lawyers who were still in the building. It being a Friday in the middle of summer, it got quiet early and emptied out fast.

“So, I’m just saying, Tasha did send us a picture,” Sabrina said with a little smile once Eric had taken off.

“No, love,” Gemma said sternly, giving Sabrina a look. “At least, not unless it’s one you have saved on your phone already.”

“Fine, fine,” Sabrina chuckled. “How has the campaign been going for you guys?”

“Good,” you said. “It’s fun. And I feel like I’m getting practice for when Gemma is back home.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Gemma sighed. “I mean, it will be nice to be home, but being without you two…” She shook her head and frowned sadly. “We only have three and a half weeks left before I go.”

“We should make a list of things to do before you leave,” Sabrina suggested. “Like places to go, special dates, stuff to set up for while you’re gone. People to bang.”

The last one got Gemma to snort and roll her eyes. “I think I like that idea for all of them but the last one.”

“What? That’s not fair,” Sabrina said. “The People deserve to be on their own list.”

“What people?” Becks asked as she came up to the door of your conference room. You were surprised to see her up on the floor of the firm and not at her desk - you wouldn’t have even guessed she knew what room you worked in up there.

“People Gemma wants to bang before she leaves next month,” Sabrina said.

“Well, I better be on that list,” Becks said as she came in and sat down across the table from you and in between Sabrina on one side and Gemma at the end.

Gemma rolled her eyes again. “Yes, Becks. I promise not to leave without some goodbye sex. But I don’t need a list to keep track of people. It’s not exactly hard to keep track.”

“What’s up, sugar butt?” Sabrina asked, turning to Becks more fully as she set down the files she’d been working on. “What brings a foxy lady like you up to a little hole in the wall like this?”

“This foxy lady just finished her shift for the week and has no plans,” Becks said, kicking off her shoes and putting her stocking-clad feet up on the table. “And I know for a fact that this place is pretty much empty by now, so I figured I’d come up and check if you three were working late or not. I saw Eric rushing out but you guys didn’t come down.”

“We will be, for a few hours at least,” you said with a slight grimace. “Garrison is loading more work onto our plates now, and Sabrina’s spearheading our mock trial prep.”

“The good news is that if you stick around with us, a nice dinner often spontaneously appears for us around seven,” Gemma said.

“Well, in that case, I’m in for free take-out,” Becks chuckled. “And I promise to be quiet and not distract you guys too much.”

Becks settled in on her phone for a bit until Sabrina struck up a conversation to help herself review the Mock Trial case details, telling Becks about it and letting her ask questions. You listened in with one ear, focusing more on your data entry and word searching. About an hour later you vaguely noticed their conversation stopped as Sabrina got up and left, likely headed for the washroom. When she came back she said something to Becks, who got up and went somewhere.

You practically jumped out of your seat when two hands suddenly reached up from under the conference room table and slid up your knees to your lap.

Sabrina and Becks, who was under the table, started cackling at your reaction and even Gemma started chuckling when she realised what had happened.

“Jesus Christ,” you panted, putting a hand to your chest. “Fuck, Becks. I think I just choked on my heart for a second.”

“Sorry,” she giggled, looking up at you from under the table. “I didn’t think you were that focused.”

“I went and checked and no one is here or upstairs,” Sabrina said. “We’ve got the office to ourselves.”

“And I’ve been fantasising about that time I called you guys and you were banging,” Becks said. “So I was thinking, since we’re all here…”

“We do still have work to get done,” Gemma said. “One blowjob. And you don’t want to get caught if the security guy brings dinner up instead of calling one of us down.”

“Fine, one blowjob,” Becks said, then smirked a little as she started to undo the zipper of your slacks. “To start.”

“I, for one, wouldn’t mind a little servicing from Becks’ After Hour Eatery,” Sabrina laughed.

“Awful,” Gemma said to the pun. “Just awful. But I’ll take some too.”

“Mmm, guess I’m playing Miss Lusty tonight then,” Becks grinned, fishing your cock out of the front of your pants and quickly massaging it as it got hard in her grip. “Your Secre-slut was what you called me, right?”

You groaned as she took your cock head in her mouth. You weren’t going to get any work done.

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