Hello all it is Wednesday again and you know what that means don’t you. Oh yes, it’s Flash time!

Today’s prompt was “There’s only one way out of this. . .”

Again I have to warn you that things get very hot in the next few hundred words, apparently when I flash I get dirty, I can’t help it! ;)

“Well, There’s only one way out of this that I can see, you’re going to have to kiss me.”

“What?” Janice exploded, “how is that going to make this damn lift move?”

“I reckon,” James nodded thoughtfully, his wicked green eyes gleamed, “that if you kiss me, that Murphy’s law will spring into action and that door will fly open before I can really enjoy it.”

“Enjoy it, you’d enjoy kissing me?” Janice didn’t believe that the hot, handsome executive would even want to touch her plumpness, let alone kiss her well rounded lips.

“Oh, I’d enjoy it,” he said and stepped closer to her, “I’d really enjoy it. Do you know how many times I have fantasised about something just like this happening? For me, this is a dream come true.”

“A dream come true,” she sputtered, “a nightmare more like.” Janice was not a fan of confined spaces even when they contained such a lot of red hot male.

“Now that’s dented my delicate male ego, now you’re going to have to kiss me to make up for it.”
His large hand clasped her waist and the other tipped her chin up towards him.

“But-“
“No, don’t speak.” He interrupted, “just let’s give this a try.”

Their lips met and Janice did in fact forget their predicament. As his strong lips undulated against hers she began to enjoy the fact she was in a quiet, secluded place with the man she’d secretly loved from afar for so many months. An executive does not speak to a lowly receptionist often but that hadn’t stopped her imagining this very moment time after time.

“Your lips are so sweet,” he gasped as he pulled away for a moment, “I need to taste them some more.” Janice could no longer protest. She dropped the file that she had clasped so tightly moments before and wrapped her arms around him. She knew it was madness, that indeed the doors could slide open at any moment and to be caught in flagrante with Mr. Philips would probably signal the end of her career aspirations but she couldn’t stop. She wanted more of his hard body against her, she wanted more kisses, hard and demanding and soft and yielding. She wanted more and he kept providing it for her.

His hands moved as they kissed, up her sides to cup her breasts then down to squeeze the curves of her arse.
“Just as I imagined,” he gasped, “giving and plump and juicy and so fucking sexy,” he kisses down along her chin and was frustrated by the collar on her ever so professional shirt collar. “Damn it,” he cursed and trailed his hands up to her neck. His fumbling fingers worked on each button and Janice took a deep, shuddering breath. She wanted this, she really wanted it but what if someone saw them.

“Sir,” she said and he threw her a disgruntled look, “Okay, James, is this really wise? Someone could get this thing going at any moment.”

“Oh, it’s not wise,” he replied between kisses as he pulled apart more buttons and followed the trail of exposed flesh into her bosom, “but I don’t care. I want you.”

Janice decided that as real as all this felt it was clearly a dream as the studliest member of staff would never want her in real life so she just let him continue. It was only a dream after all and soon the determined executive had pulled her breasts from their confines and was nibbling and kissing them with gusto.

His fingers had started off kneading and squeezing the same flesh but had dropped lower as he growled with delight. They found the waistband of her sensible length skirt and slipped under it and into the lacy confines of her wild, seductive underwear.

“Nice,” he gasped as he slipped his fingers inside her knickers and through her public curls, “fuck, you’re already wet.”

Their gazes met as he straightened up he pressed himself hard against her as his fingers split her intimate lips and pressed against her clit. He breath was ragged, she felt as if there wasn’t enough oxygen as she gasped for every breath through the ecstasy coursing through her. His gaze never left hers as he skilfully finger fucked her. She grasped onto him tightly and mewled and panted as he pushed her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with his confident strokes.

“Gonna come,” she gasped, needing to break the tension in the air, drowning in the intense jungle green of his eyes. She felt like prey in the paws of a strong tiger, she was a slave to his will.

“Come,” he groaned and pressed his lips to hers once more. Her body convulsed and she obeyed his order and screamed her orgasm against his lips. As they kissed and he removed his fingers from in her knickers they heard the grinding of metal on metal.

“James,” she whimpered, ”what’s happening.”
“It’s okay, someone is coming for us, fasten yourself up.”
She did, with his help and had just the collar buttons left to fasten when the doors shuddered open.
“I’m not finished with you,” He whispered in her ear as the lift filled with anxious faces, “meet me in my office at 5pm.”

And folks, you can bet your bottom dollar that next week’s flash is going to be a peek into that office at 5pm!

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