Who: Tim and Audrey
When: Afternoon
Where: Tim's Office


"I thought you'd never ask." She said, leaning in a little and giving him a smile.

It was all the permission that Tim needed. He scooted a little closer to her on the sofa, wrapped his arms down and around her, and gently pressed his lips to hers. Her skin was so soft, so warm. He reached down and tugged her shirt up and over her head, then pushed closer, pinning her down against the sofa. His lips moved from her jaw to her neck, nibbling, slurping, biting. He couldn't help himself, he'd wanted her for so long.

A sound escaped her. Like a moan.

Tim's hand moved along her side, up and over her breast held in by her bra. He was hungry for her, more than he could ever imagine having been. He reached down between them to take her skirt off. It took some finagling, but he was able to get them both naked.

"We shouldn't," she whispered. Tim didn't hear an ounce of hesitation in her voice.

"We should. I want you." He brought a hand down between them and slipped a finger inside her. She was definitely ready for this. As was he. "Please don't make me stop." He said, his thumb finding her sensitive spot and rubbing it.

"I... can't..." She whimpered, then gave a nod and captured his lips with her own.

That, in Tim's mind, meant "please do." He leaned forward in a swift motion and thrust inside her.


A knock came at the door. Tim sat up with a jerk, having fallen asleep with his head on his desk.