Corporate Heatwave

15 hours ago

The text read: “I got the promotion!”

“Yes,” whispered Alex as she started typing to congratulate her husband Cam. The glow of the monitor illuminated her face, highlighting the slight flush rising from her neck. She’d been working late, pouring over spreadsheets and strategizing, fueled by lukewarm coffee and the thrill of impending success. Now, the news of her advancement felt like a physical weight lifting off her shoulders, replaced by an undeniable surge of anticipation.

Her phone rang. It was Cam. He was trying to call her, likely wanting to share in her excitement. She answered with a genuine, breathless laugh.

“Hey, babe! Congratulations!” she said as she answered, her voice a little shaky with nerves.

“Thank you, baby. So, really quick,” he said, his tone urgent. “I’m on my way to an orientation that starts in just a couple minutes and lasts all day. They said that I can start setting up my new office tonight if I want. I would like to, but I need some stuff that’s in my briefcase at home. Would you be willing to bring it to me?”

Alex was always up for an opportunity to see her man, especially when it involved a new adventure. The thought of accompanying him to his new office, a space brimming with possibility and hinting at a significant step up in his career, was intoxicating. “What time do you need me to be there?” she asked, already mentally preparing herself for the drive.

“Let’s go ahead and plan for 8 p.m. I know, it’s after hours, but I will send you a text with my new office number and show you around while you’re here. Okay, I gotta go. Love you!”

“I love you, too,” she said before ending the call, a playful shiver running down her spine. She glanced around her apartment, a sudden wave of desire washing over her. The late-night work had left her feeling raw and vulnerable, craving connection and the touch of her husband. The thought of seeing Cam, of experiencing this new chapter with him, was electrifying.

Alex was so excited to see his new office; she couldn’t wait. She wanted to make this a special occasion, a celebration of her hard work and their shared success. Knowing that Cam had left wearing slacks with a button-down and tie, she decided to match his level of attire. She scanned through her closet, her fingers skimming over the fabrics, until she found a formal dark red dress that she knew he loved. It was a classic, elegant design, made of a luxurious velvet that clung to her curves and hinted at the sensuality beneath.

She laid the dress on the bed, setting her favorite high heels beside it. Alex was determined to make it a time to remember. Being there after hours with no possibility of anyone barging in and a new office—all alone, just the two of them—seemed almost too good to be true. It felt like a stolen moment, a private sanctuary built for their enjoyment.

The day went on, but Alex hurried upstairs to the bedroom with plenty of time to get ready. The anticipation was building, a delicious knot forming in her stomach. She wanted to look her absolute best, to radiate confidence and allure. She daydreamed of what might happen in his office as she started getting ready, letting her shorts drop down over her ankles and pulling her shirt over her head. She noticed herself in the tall mirror that leaned against the wall.

Alex would never talk up how good she looked in front of others, but she knew her stellar appearance could put her husband in a trance. She stood there for a moment before sliding off her bra and panties to appreciate the “full effect.” The cool air on her skin felt like a promise, a prelude to the pleasure she craved. She brushed a hand over her nipples, biting her bottom lip in an attempt at seductiveness. She loved how she looked in the mirror, the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the tantalizing suggestion of what lay beneath. But she liked thrumming her nipples even more, letting the anticipation build with each pass. She felt the slightest tingle between her legs, a primal signal of arousal.

Her eyes shifted over to the bedside table where they kept the vibrator and couldn’t help but think how wonderful it would feel. Being naked and daydreaming about her husband made masturbation sound very appealing. Alex thought perhaps she could warm herself up for his benefit (and hers) so that they could jump right into it when she got there. She looked over at the clock on the nightstand. “I’ve got a few extra minutes,” she reasoned, seizing the opportunity to indulge in her desires before heading out.

Still standing in front of the mirror, she reached over, opened the nightstand drawer, and pulled out the vibrator. After clicking it on, she watched her reflection as she lowered it to her mound. The vibe came to rest right above her clit as she spread her feet. She liked to watch herself start to quiver with pleasure. The feeling was really intense, but she didn’t have much time before she had to leave. Still, she knew if she could get herself hot and bothered, she would not cool down until the desire was satisfied, and she was going to satisfy it with Cam.

Alex lay back on the bed and bent her knees, pushing up on the tips of her toes and opening her legs wide. She took a deep breath, savoring the moment, and focused on the rhythmic vibrations against her sensitive flesh. The vibrations seemed to make her folds ripple in gratification as she slowly moved the wand up and down between her legs, her head dropping back as she caressed her inner thigh with her free hand.

Several moments passed as she soaked in the ecstasy as the vibrations spread deep within. She could feel herself becoming aroused, as her natural silky fluids let the vibrator glide effortlessly over her pussy. Before long, she found the perfect spot and held the vibrator there while sliding her middle finger into her pussy. The sensations connected as she stroked her tender walls. Closing her eyes, she felt the pressure build. She did her best to control her breathing until it seemed her body was taking over.

Rolling her head to the side to check the alarm clock, Alex found to her surprise that she had been playing for over 15 minutes! She’d be late if she didn’t hurry.

Quickly she got up, almost falling over as her legs felt a bit unstable. She hustled over to the bathroom and got a towel to wipe herself off before putting on fresh panties. There was just enough time to put on her makeup and dress before rushing out the door. At the last moment, she remembered Cam’s briefcase, snatching it up on her way to the car.

Alex used Cam’s latest text to navigate to his new office. Once she had parked, she grabbed the briefcase and walked over to the main entrance where two massive double doors ushered her into a beautiful auditorium. No one manned the front desk as it was after hours. Her heels echoed on the marble floor as she walked over to the elevator and set down the briefcase, pulling out her phone to recheck Cam’s message. After a swift elevator ride to the 10th floor, she wandered down the hallway in search of her husband.

The complete silence, save for the buzzing of the vending machines as she passed the employee lounge, made the walk quite eerie. Alex passed several offices with their doors closed; it seemed everyone had gone home for the night.

As she neared Cam’s open office door, she could hear him bustling about inside. He was busy under the desk, trying to finish putting it together. Alex waited in the doorway for a second as not to startle him.

After a while, he finally scooted himself out and popped his head up. He looked somewhat surprised.

“Hey, how long have you been standing there?”

Alex laughed. “Not too long. I just didn’t want to surprise you and have you slam your head into your desk.”

Cam chuckled as he stood up and came over to Alex to retrieve the briefcase and gave her a long kiss. “You look stunning,” he said, keeping one arm around her waist. Cam spread his other arm out, presenting to her his office. “Well, this is it,” he said with a broad grin on his face.

The classiness of every aspect of the magnificent office impressed Alex. Leather and mahogany dominated the spacious office, accented with foliage plants. Next to the wall there was a genuine leather couch and two plush chairs corralling a dark mahogany retro-looking table. A couple of bookcases with crown molding on top held full sets of leatherbound reference books. A few file cabinets stood open, ready to receive boxes of papers stacked next to it.

Alex fingered the golden Ethan Allen corner plate as she maneuvered around the desk and sank into Cam’s office chair. The leather adjusted perfectly to all of her curves. Her eyes perused the wall of credentials and education over a luxurious seating area before she turned to the floor-to-ceiling window that served as the opposite wall.

Cam, still standing by the doorway, reached over and dimmed the overhead lights, giving Alex a perfect view of the city outside from 100 feet in the air.

“Wow,” Alex whispered as her eyes widened looking down seeing the traffic and people going about their business completely unaware that they were being watched.

“So, What do you think?” Cam asked knowing that his wife was completely amazed.

“This is like a screensaver in real life,” she said. “It’s like royalty.” She said jokingly scooting herself up to the bare desk. “What is going to go on your desk? Are you going to get a fancy name plate?”

“Yeah.” Cam set down the briefcase. “There are two monitors and a computer over there in that box, along with all of the other office supplies that I need to unpack, but I just haven’t had time.”

Alex stood up from the office chair and went over to the chairs and couch, wanting to try them out. She liked the cool-leather feel on her skin as the couch contoured to her figure.

“Want the full tour?” Cam offered, and they spent the next hour perusing the building while Cam waxed eloquent about all the things he loved about the company.

Alex felt so proud of Cam. He had put in a lot of hard work to get this position, not just for his benefit, but also for hers. She leaned in and hugged his arm. “This is magnificent! Just look what you have accomplished!” Alex asked.

Cam paused for a second and pulled Alex in close, looking directly into her eyes. “When we meet someone special who means everything to us, we can do amazing things out of the love we have for them.” Cam pulled Alex in close, wrapping his arms fully around her. As he wrapped his arms fully around her, she snuggled into his chest.

Soon after, they walked hand-in-hand into the elevator, and Cam pushed the button to go back to his office. He let her go into the elevator first, giving her a smack on her butt as she passed by. He followed her in, and as soon as the doors shut, he turned around to face Alex.

“You know how I said that love makes you do some crazy things?” he asked pressing his body against hers.

Alex could feel the chemistry bubbling between them and her body responding to it. She tried to stay calm as she whispered a faint, “Yes.”

“Well, this is another one of those crazy things I do.” He leaned in and gave her a kiss, authoritative but at the same time tender. His body pressed into hers until her lower back met the handrail. Alex, already turned on, seemed to match his heightened arousal as she allowed him to take her away in his dominance.

Cam’s arms swooped down, grabbing under her thighs to lift her slightly to start thrusting upward like a jackhammer into his wife.

Alex heard Cam grunt as he tried to relax despite the intense pleasure. She felt herself getting more turned on as she watched him, savoring every inch of his raw power. She leaned in closer, letting him feel her body and anticipating his next move.

As they felt the elevator stop and level up, their lips intertwined. They made out in a rush, as if racing against the opening of the doors when they would reach their destination.

With the vibrations slowly spreading deep within, she could feel herself becoming aroused, as her natural silky fluids let the vibrator glide effortlessly over her pussy. Before long, she found the perfect spot and held the vibrator there while sliding her middle finger into her pussy. The sensations connected as she stroked her tender walls. Closing her eyes, she felt the pressure build. She did her best to control her breathing until it seemed her body was taking over.