Dallas Day 2

The next morning you get to the office early and notice no one else is there yet. You get to work and about an hour later you see Jane enter the server room, locking it behind herself.

You look up from your computer as the door locks shut and a soft southern accent echoes in the small space. “Good morning John,” Jane says with a smile on her face. “I hope you’re not too tired this morning.” She sits on the edge of your desk, her legs, revealing red lace panties underneath her skirt as she takes a seat next to you at the small table. You can smell her perfume and feel your dick stir in your pants just a bit.

“John... darlin’, I really enjoyed our little get-together last night,” Jane says, biting her lower lip suggestively. “Todd and me would love for you to come over tonight after work again.” She reaches down and slowly unzips her skirt revealing a pair of red lacy thong panties peeking out from underneath. “Would you like to see them closer?” she asks teasingly, flashing her bare ass covered in a thin layer of pale, wrinkled skin.

You feel your cock throbbing against your pants as you nod dumbly, unable to form words. Jane chuckles softly before zipping up her skirt and turning to leave the server room. “Be there at 8 PM sharp, honey,” she says over her shoulder before walking out of the room leaving you breathless and hard as a rock.

Throughout the morning, Jane continues to tease you relentlessly. She’ll lean over your desk just low enough for her cleavage to spill out from her tight blouses, or she’ll accidentally brush against you when walking past, her full breasts brushing up against your arm or chest.

At lunchtime, she invites you out with her to a fancy restaurant. As you sit down at the table, Jane orders a glass of white wine and then looks over at you expectantly. “Oh, I uh... I’ll have one too,” you stammer out, suddenly feeling very out of your depth.

The meal progresses with constant subtle touching and suggestive glances being exchanged between Jane and yourself. By the time you’re done you are actually feeling a bit tipsy. Jane giggles loudly before leaning in close to your ear, her breath warm on your neck. She whispers seductively, “I got something special planned for after dinner tonight.” She then winks and squeezes your thigh before sitting back up straight with an innocent smile on her face.

After lunch, you head back to the office. Jane drops you off up front and tells you she’ll be out the rest of the afternoon preparing for this evening. You barely manage to finish any work as all your focus is on the clock ticking away the minutes until 5 PM when you can finally leave for the day. The anticipation builds up inside of you like a raging fire burning hot and aching for release.

As 3 PM rolls around your mind is still consumed by thoughts of what Jane might have planned for tonight. But you do still have a job to do. You try to focus and finalize the network upgrades. You notice some connections dropping from some equipment you can’t identify, so you go out to investigate. The office is like a ghost town. You heard some girls mention that Jane won’t be back, so most everyone as left early.

Wishing that you could leave too, you curse under your breath as you start looking for the problem equipment. You go from office to office, from cubical to cubical, searching for this faulty equipment. You open an unmarked for expecting to find cleaning equipment or other storage, but it opens to a long dark hallway. It looks like an old part of the building that is no longer in use.

You enter and make your way through a series of corridors until you finally reach a set of stairs that lead down to the basement levels. As you descend into the darkness, you begin to feel increasingly uneasy but something is nagging at you, telling you this is where you need to be.

Finally, you reach the bottom floor and find yourself in an unmarked corridor lined with maintenance doors on either side. You continue down the hallway until you come to a door marked “GYM” painted sloppily on a piece of cardboard taped on the door. You reach down and grab hold of the handle.