Stay in Sandy's personal space

Your lust unable to contain itself, you stay close to Sandy, pressing yourself into her. Leaning forwards you whisper in her ear, "I think there's something more fun than what we're assigned by Bruce..." you say pursuasively.

Sandy seemed to be full of surprises today. To your surprise, she turns around to face you swiftly, her face flush as her eyes dart around, as she bites her lower lip. "But are you certain no one will come here?" she whispers softly, as her hand slides down between your legs, her index finger stroking your length through your pants.

"I am certain, unless..." i say, my eyes darting to the copier. Someone could come by to use this, otherwise no one would have a reason to come by the archives. "No, we're alone here...." you correct, ignoring the copier fact. You didn't want to miss out on such an amazing opportunity!

Sandy nods, and a smile spreads on her lips. "In that case, i think something is excited down there..." she says coyly, as she reaches down with another hand to unzip you and bring your cock out in her hand. Her touch against your meat felt exhilirating, enhanced by the fact that this was at work and there were other people in the office too, who could walk in, however unlikely.

You groan softly as her hands start stroking your length slowly but firmly. "Mmm, that's bigger than I expected~" she says softly. Your hands reach around her waist and move around looking for the zip on your skirt. Pulling it down, you try to pull her skirt down but one of her hand holds it back. "Are you sure...?" she says softly, her eyes darting to where the entrance of the archives would be, though it was obscured by a shelf.

"Trust me..." you say with a grin and she lets you pull down her skirt, revealing her in a pair of black panties when you reach ahead to raise her shirt that was obscuring her panties. Your grin turned to a smirk as you saw a darker patch on her panties, suggesting she was wet. You reach forward with a hand, pressing your fingers against the wet patch, your fingers feeling her labia.

Sandy blushes furiously as she suppresses a groan, but it still escapes her lips, though somewhat muted.