Chris sighed as he brought his phone up to the electric lock, waiting a moment for the light on the gray box to turn green, followed by the thunking sound of the door locks releasing the door. He paused for a second, unlocking the screen on his phone to check the time.

5:52 PM.

The sigh returned to his lips as he slipped the phone back into his pocket and opened the door into the building. He didn’t dislike his job, far from it. The work was easy, the pay good. It was low stress and all, well most, of his coworkers were great. But there were days like today that were more unpleasant than others.

The IT department he worked for was doing their yearly inventory count and as one of the newest members of the team, he got stuck with being the one to come in after hours to do physical counts. It was mindless, tedious work that he’d rather not be doing, although if he was being honest with himself, the alternative would just be sitting at home watching a movie or playing a game. Not the most exciting night, but still preferable to this.

The one saving grace of the night was the fact that he wouldn’t be alone. Alexa, the only employee newer than him, was going to be there with him. He liked Alexa. A lot. He’d first seen her when she was walking into his boss’s office for her interview, and he was instantly smitten. The short, curvy blonde enthralled him as she walked in, and when he later learned that she had gotten the job, he had been ecstatic. In the months since she joined the team, he’d gotten to know her a bit better, connecting over a shared taste in games and movies. They had become friendly, if not close, but Chris desired more.

His thoughts started to stray towards that more and he started to picture Alexa in his head. Her wavey blonde locks framed her pale face, and her blue, almost gray eyes sparkled behind the rounded, rectangular frame of her glasses. Despite her short stature, she carried herself with confidence, moving with the grace of a dancer. Her slender fingers often fidgeted with her hair or her glasses, revealing a hint of vulnerability beneath her reserved, controlled, and confident exterior.

“Chris.”

He thought about the blouses she wore to the office, and how they always seemed to strain against the curve of her ample, heavy breasts. He imagined them, clad in the lacy bras he’d occasionally caught glimpses of, imagining how they’d feel as his fingers grasped around them and sunk into her flesh.

“Chris!”

His mind drifted further down, picturing the tight skirts she favored, hugging her full, firm, round ass. He could almost feel the firmness of her thighs, the softness of her calves, and the subtle curve of her ankles. The thought of what it would feel like to have those legs wrapped around his waist as he leaned over her flooded his mind.

“CHRIS!”

Chris found himself snapped out of his daydream as he felt someone crash into his side, practically yelling his name. He glanced over, seeing Alexa looking up at him, her eyes sparkling and a mischievous grin on her face.

“I’ve been calling you. Where’s your head at, space case?” Alexa asked him, her voice filled with notes of teasing.

“Oh, um, nothing much. Just getting lost in my thoughts. I didn’t realize you were right behind me.” Chris, ecstatic to see her, fumbled as he thought of an answer to her question, not wanting to tell his coworker that he had been thinking about her body and how much he wanted her, unsure what she thought of him outside being a casual work friend.

“Uh huh,” Alexa said, doubt dripping from her voice. “Pretty distracted for nothing. But fine, keep your secrets.” She paused for a moment before changing the topic. “Tonight is going to suck.”

“Yeah. It is. But at least the company is good.”

“Meh, I guess,” Alexa responded, the smile on her face and the sarcasm in her voice let Chris know she was joking with him.

“Hey, it could be worse. You could be here all night with Jensen.”

“Oh God, can you imagine?” Alexa laughed as her face scrunched up in mock revulsion. “How long do you think it would take before he’d start preaching flat earth to me?”

Chris shook his head, smiling at their exchange. “The real question is if he’s be dumb enough to start on his ‘traditional woman’ schtick with you.”

“Ugh,” Alexa groaned as she rolled her eyes. “Is it bad that I wish he would slip up and say something stupid around me so I could report him?”

“No. The guy is an ass. I’d do it myself if he ever said any of it around me. I only ever hear that shit second hand.”

“Aw, my hero,” Alexa said, playfully bumping her shoulder into Chris. “Honestly, you would have been my top pick to work with for the night, if it had been up to me.”

“Really?” Chris asked, happy to hear that, but a little surprised by her admitting it.

“Yeah, of course. You’re fun, and I can bullshit with you about movies and games.” She paused for a moment as they rounded the corner to their shared cubicle before adding, “Besides, I can think of worse ways to spend my evening than with a cute guy.”

Chris stopped, a little surprised at her statement, as she went to her side of the cubicle and started unpacking her laptop from her bag. He watched her as he slowly made his way to his side; she was dressed a lot more casually than her normal skirt and blouse office attire, but still with a flair of style that Chris had grown to appreciate from her. Up top she wore a tight, thin dark blue sweater shirt with buttons on the top half that strained against the fullness of her breasts. She paired this with a pair of black skintight leggings that, like her top, clung to her skin and showed off the curves of her hips and ass.

Chris always felt a little underdressed around her, his normal polo and slacks perfectly fine for the office but overshadowed by the nice silk blouses, button-ups, and sleek skirts she typically wore. Even now, the simple outfit she wore exuded a sense of style that the fitted graphic tee and jeans that Chris wore just lacked.

And Chris was starting to regret the choice of jeans. As he looked at Alexa, her outfit hugging and showing off her every curve, Chris felt his manhood starting to wake up and growing to its full impressive size, straining against the crotch of his pants. Had he chosen to wear khakis or something else that was baggier, the straining of his cock would be far less annoying. And it would be less likely that Alexa would notice it, although he was uncertain if he wanted her to or not.

After fiddling around on her laptop for a moment, Alexa turned to face Chris as he was setting up his own. “Ugh. I don’t feel like starting yet. You want to go to the break room and get coffee or something?”

Chris nodded his head, getting up from his desk. He couldn’t bring himself to think about the work ahead of them and was eager to delay it as long as he could.

“That’s nonsense,” Alexa said, leaning back into the breakroom chair. “You buff their damage that much and they break the game.”

As much as he lusted after Alexa’s body, this right here is what really sealed the deal for him. He’d lost count how much time the two of them had gone back and forth like this, ranging from topics of game design to story analysis of movies and books. It wasn’t common for Chris to find someone whose interest overlapped so well with his, yet diverged enough to bring a differing opinion that made such debates and conversions worth having. He loved the fact that she could not only drive him mad with lust but challenge him on his favorite topics as well.

Chris shrugged. “Maybe,” he said. “I think you’re exaggerating the problem.”

“And I think you’re underselling it,” she replied, grabbing her phone as it buzzed on the table they sat at. “But we’ll find out next week when the patch hits.” She looked at the message on her screen, annoyance filling her eyes, before she set the phone back on the table.

“Everything ok?” Chris asked.

“Yeah,” the annoyance still in her eyes.

“That’s not what your face says. But I don’t want to pry if you don’t want to talk.”

“You really can tell, can’t you?” she asked, a thoughtful smile replacing the annoyance on her face. “You remember that guy I mentioned? The one I had the date with earlier this week?”

Chris remembered, despite his attempts to forget it. The jealousy he had felt when she mentioned it last week returned, and Chris hoped it wasn’t showing up on his face. Not trusting his voice to hide his actual feelings, he just nodded his head.

“He wants to go out again. I already told him no, but he keeps trying.”

“I take it the date went poorly?” Chris asked, hoping he didn’t sound too happy about it.

“God, no,” she said, shaking her head. “I mean, he was nice enough. And decent looking. But he was so dull,” she paused, thinking about her words. “Well, not dull. I just couldn’t give a shit about the things he was going on about.” She shrugged. “I’m sure some girl out there would of been enthralled.”

“That’s a shame,” he said, again hoping that he didn’t sound too glad that her date had gone poorly.

“The worst of it was after dinner. I’d hoped that at least if he was good looking, things would be fun afterwards. But that was even more disappointing than the dinner conversation.”

“Oh?” Chris responded, more out of surprise at the direction the conversation was going than actually wanting to hear the details.

“Let’s just say that he had neither the size of the boat nor the motion of the ocean going for him.” She said, grinning at her own dig at the man.

“Well, hopefully next time you’ll find someone better,” Chris said, not entirely sure what to add.

“Oh, I will,” Alexa said with a knowing look on her face. “I have high hopes for the next guy. I think the disappointment from this loser made me realize a few things.”

“Oh?” Chris asked again, her cryptic statement puzzling him.

“Mm-hmm,” she vocalized, but didn’t further elaborate. “What about you? You never talk about your love life.”

“I’d have to have one to talk about first,” he said, frustration tinging his words.

“Dry spells suck,” she said.

“Well, it’s my own damn fault. My standards are too high.”

“You’re a good catch; cute, sweet, and caring. Nothing wrong with having standards,” Alexa said, her eyes lighting up with mischief. “But I won’t have one of my friends not getting any.” Chris eyed her curiously, not entirely sure where she was going with this. “You know I have a lot of friends who do the whole hot streamer girl thing. I could introduce you to some of them.”

Chris felt confusion at the combination of disappointment and excitement he felt at her offer; it wasn’t the direction he’d hoped she had been going, but he’d be lying if he didn’t see the appeal of her offer.

“Maybe,” he said, trying to remain noncommittal while he figured out how he felt about the idea. He glanced at the clock on the wall, noticing how long they’d been in the break room at this point. “I hate to be that guy, but we probably should get started or we’ll be here all night.”

“I wouldn’t mind the extra time to hang out,” she said, grinning, “but you’re probably right. We should get going. We’ll figure which one of my friends will be your fuck buddy later,” she said, her grin growing as she said it.

Chris found himself having a hard time keeping on task after their coffee break. They had rolled out several of their large storage units to their cubical area and were sorting through the mess of cables, hard drives, flash drives, memory sticks, and other various small electronic accessories stashed away in the drawers. He felt his mind drifting as he counted the small devices, going back to the conversation in the break room. He kept thinking back to the idea of having Alexa underneath him, her naked body pressed against his, and he found himself confused how any man could be in that position wouldn’t do everything possible to make the beauty under them scream in pleasure. His eyes kept drifting away from his screen and the objects he was counting to wonder up and down Alexa’s body on the other side of the cubical, imagining what it would feel like to have her body pushed up against his as she moaned into his ears, growing in intensity until she was arching her back, screaming his name.

He found himself unable to tear his eyes from her, at least until he noticed her watching him as he attempted to sneak another glance at her, a sly smirk on her face. His eyes darted away from her, embarrassed that he had been caught ogling his coworker. And yet, he kept finding that his eyes would wonder and his mind drifting back to his fantasy, only to be caught by her once again.

After willing himself to focus, deciding to work on their software audit where he could stare at the screen, blocking out the rest of the world. He felt his mind focusing, basking in the familiar glow of the screen.

He was finally making progress on the work, keeping the distracting idea of a naked Alexa at bay, when he found himself pulled out of his focus.

“Why do we have so many SD cards?” Alexa’s voice came, snapping him out of his deep focus. “And why are they all so tiny? I don’t think any of these are bigger than 512 megs.”

Chris looked up at Alexa; she was facing away from him, bending over to look into one of the lower drawers of the cabinet. He looked at her, her large and firm ass presented directly to him, his eyes eagerly taking in the sight.

“I think they used to use them for simple small IoT devices and other things like that,” Chris said, his eyes going over her plump rear. His eyes jumped as he saw her head come up, looking back at him, locking eyes with him, that sly, knowing grin on her face again.

“You hungry?” she asked, shifting her hips as she stood up, drawing his eyes back to her ass momentarily before going back to her eyes. “We’ve been going at it for a few hours. I could go for a dinner break.”

“Yeah, that sounds good,” Chris realizing his focus was once again gone, thoughts of her nude body against his once again pushing their way into his head.

He wasn’t sure why his mind was running crazy with the fantasies tonight; sure, he’d thought about her and had idle daydreams before, but never had they come so unbidden.

Alexa turned herself around to face Chris, leaning back against the drawers she had just been rummaging through.

“What do you feel like having?” She leaned back, arching her back to stretch it out, her breasts straining the already stretched out material of her top. Chris’ eyes darted to them, drinking in the sight. “Oh, what about pizza?” she asked, grinning at him.

“Pizza sounds good,” Chris responded, bringing his eyes back to hers.

“There’s a place nearby that I just found out about. It’s amazing, but it’s too far to deliver to my place.”

She pushed away from the drawers, walking towards Chris and his computer. “Here, I’ll pull it up,” she said as she walked towards him. Chris turned around and pulled up a browser tab as she came up behind him, leaning against him as she reached around him. Chris could feel her large breasts squish against his back, his cock hardening in excitement.