They walk to Jake's cluster

Jake and Abbie walked back to Jake's cluster. He wasn't sure if she knew much about where he worked or even what he did. Probably, since she was a bright woman at a higher position, but possibly not, since he was a low-level nobody.

"Ah, here we are." Jake presented his cluster as if they had just arrived at the Eiffel Tower.

"Very nice," said Abbie. She didn't know why he had brought her here.

Jake looked around. There were a few people milling about, but Dave and Erica hadn't arrived yet. He whispered to Abbie, "Would you like to give me a blowjob from under my desk?"

Abbie eyes lit up. "Ooh, that sounds dangerous! I'd love to!" She looked around to see if anyone could see them.

"You climb under there, and then I'll sit down. No one will see."

Abbie clapped her hands quietly, looked around one more time, and seeing no one, crawled under Jake's desk. Jake sat in his chair, spread his legs slightly, and pulled his chair under the front of the desk.

"Abbie," he whispered. "I'm up here typing, so my hands are busy. Would you please undo my belt and zipper and pull my pants down a bit?"

He felt her hands moving around, tugging his belt, loosening it, then lowering his zipper. Jake lifted his butt up just a bit so Abbie could pull his pants down to about mid-thigh.

Abbie ran her hands up Jake's legs, and into the bottom of his boxer-briefs. She touched his cock, which was already half erect. She leaned into his crotch with her face and lightly bit his dick through his underwear.

She continued to stroke it, one hand in his briefs, one hand out. And then she heard a voice.