A quick one for Ellen

Ellen had been working late that evening. It was her day off the next day, and she wanted to get her work out of the way of that.

"Finished?" came Neil's voice from the doorway of her office, while she was still fervently tapping away at her keyboard.

"Noooooo..." she complained, making a mock gesture of desperation at her computer screen.

"Pack it in. It's nine o'clock. Time for your holiday."

"This is your account you're talking about, you know," she said.

"Good. Then I can tell you to stop now. I'll work it out with Tayla tomorrow."

That really melted her. In fact, she followed an impulse and swivelled around on her chair to thank him.

"That's really nice. Thanks. That's very different from what I mostly get around here."

"You're welcome. Is that your coat? Get it. I'll give you a ride home. If that's okay with you."

That lift would save her a long subway ride, and an even longer wait for a late evening commuter train. Still, she hesitated.

"It's okay. No offense if you'd rather go on your own."

"No, no, it's okay. I appreciate it. Will save me a lot of time."

So they drove. Nice car, quiet engine, lots of speed, perfect sound equipment. Ellen was quiet - and so was Neil. She sat wondering, as she hadn't hesitated because she was worried about the intimacy of the car ride. Nope. Rather because of the contrary, dammit.

"This is you, right?" he said, stopping right in front of her apartment building.

"Yes. It is. Thanks. Erm..."

He looked aside at her, waiting for her to continue. The engine was still running. Purring.

"Would you like to come up for a drink or something? I er, could do with some company right now."

Which was about as awful a come-hither as she could have imagined. For one, it was so blatantly obvious what she had really meant... What more could she have done to scare him off? Propose he do her right there on the sidewalk?

Well, whatever. It worked, sure enough. In a matter of minutes, they were in her bed together, fully naked, and she was rubbing her backside against his stiffening cock as he embraced her from behind, kissing her deeply as his hands held both her breasts, obviously enjoying the size of them and the rock-hardness of her nipples.

She fucked him without reserve that night, relishing in his obvious skill and impressive endurance. She was never to feel bad about that night, ever. Hell, no.