Rising Shards

I had never dreamed of having sex with anyone in my own on campus office. One, because for most of my time working at Rising Shards it was a disastrous mess and imagining bringing anyone into that was too embarrassing to consider. And two, because I had so little luck romantically before Stella that I didn't even entertain the notion of dating someone and having fun like this. The only candidate over the last few years would be me and Caya getting back together, but she was married and the me and her well had dried up long ago.

Luckily, the well of me and Stella was bountiful, and Stella in spite of her rule abiding nature, had a bit of a wild streak to her. Wild to me, at least. And she had helped me clean my office, too, taking care of the biggest hurdle here.

After I took care of her, Stella guided me to my desk chair, kneeling before me. At some point, my shorts came off, and Stella was taking full advantage of that.

"Ready for an extra treat?" Stella asked, gently tracing her fingertips around my legs, making sure I was good and ready as she slowly got a finger inside me.

"Yeah, Stel," I said, holding back a moan.

"Wouldn't it be something if someone came in right now?" Stella said. "With me hiding under your desk."

Her voice was so sweet, so filled with desire for this, that it made me melt.

"I don't think I'd be able to keep my voice down," I said.

"I think we could be very sneaky," Stella said. "We're doing a lot of this, huh? Did you ever imagine something like this would happen here?"

"I...I never..."

It was always work here. Piles and piles of paperwork, dealing with venting coworkers, all the usual stuff. I never saw this as a place where anything really fun could happen. It still felt way too risky even after our other misadventures like this, but I wasn't about to stop Stella from fucking me.

I knew the door was locked, but I still couldn't help but imagine how I'd react having Stella eating me out while someone walked in.

"You're thinking about it, right?" Stella whispered. "Pretend someone's there. A teacher walks in with no idea what's going on under here. You have to keep quiet, or they'll find out..."

Stella was being devious about this, I saw the glimmer in her eyes as she realized the effect she was having on me.

"F-fuck..." I muttered.

"They'd probably be like, 'what was that?' That would probably make them suspicious, Evy. You better have a good line to cover for it."

"O-oh, sorry, was just thinking about...all the work I'm going to have to bring home," I felt a bit silly for immediately going with this scenario, but it felt so good, and Stella loved role playing.

"Then they'd just blab on and on, gossiping and bitching about work, all the while I'm right here, taking care of you."

Stella could tell I was getting close.

"And they just won't leave. Little do they know your hot partner is here, fucking you when they have no idea. You're probably quietly begging them to leave, right? But you can't just say that."

She made the imaginary teacher stay a bit longer, to the point I almost lost it and snapped at this nonexistent person.

"You just know, the instant you're out the door, you can finally give into it," Stella said. "When they start to wrap up, you get closer and closer, barely holding on."

I bit my lip hard not to moan.

"They finally get up and turn around, and just as they shut the door," Stella knew me well enough to know how to time this, and it was almost absurd how quickly I came the instant the teacher left the room in her scenario.

"S-Stella!" I couldn't help but moan loudly now that the coast was clear.

By the time I came down from that, Stella was sitting on my desk again, giggling to herself and looking very pleased.

"Good extra treat?" She asked.

"Amazing one," I said. "I never would have dreamed that...shit, we should probably get back."

"Aw, true," Stella pouted.

"I would absolutely love to keep going," I said. "But we've been here a while."

"Fine," Stella said.

I stood to kiss her. "We'll pick it up when we get home, OK?"

"Sounds good to me," Stella said.

After we cleaned ourselves up and got dressed, we checked each other over to make sure we didn't look like we'd just fucked in my office.

"Looks good," Stella said. "I think this was a successful operation, don't you?"

"Most certainly," I said.

"And maybe, on super rare occasions, we could do this again?" Stella asked.

"Super super rare, because we could get in huge trouble for this," I said.

"But...when the mood strikes?" Stella winked.

"If the mood strikes, I want you under my desk immediately," I said. "Or on top of it. Or anywhere in here, there's plenty we could still do."

"Plenty!" Stella said. "I should get hit in the face with a kickball more often."

"Well, let's not go that far," I said.

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