Hot Desking is when people, due to budget cutbacks, are forced to share the same desk at work. Kortney and Kiki are in such a position, though they work different hours and don't know each other, their paths soon cross and they become sexually infatuated with each other and meet to have sex at the office!

Excerpt:

Kortney was surprised to hear a woman's voice. It was soft and tempting, "Hello..."

She looked to see a dark-haired Asian beauty. Kortney's nipples tightened and her vagina moistened.

"I'm Kiki," she said with a sultry seduction. "That's my desk."

"It's my desk too," Kortney said, standing, offering her hand, her legs shaking, her inner thighs throbbing. "I'm Kortney."

"You have soft hands," Kiki said as she held Kortney's hands and then caressed the back, running her fingers down the length of her fingers. 

Kortney immediately dropped her hand and stepped away, fantasy was one thing, but this was a little too real.

"Do you want to know why I love working the late shift on Fridays, Kortney?" Kiki held up a ring of keys and jangled them in front of her face. 

Kortney grinned, instantly curious.

"Follow me, and I'll show you." Kiki was wearing a short skirt and had long legs, which Kortney wanted desperately to stroke and caress.

Kortney followed the dark haired beauty out into the corridor and a door, which Kortney thought might be a storage closet.

"I got these keys at the last holiday party."

 Kiki slipped a key into the doorknob and unlocked it quickly. "I got this special key from a special exec on the Board of Directors."

"Mr. Baxter?" Kiki asked curiously.

"No, Mrs." She holds a spot on the Board and she secretly holds a liking for me. She gave me this key so we could meet in private."

"Might we be expecting her?"

"Oh, no, not tonight, she's out of town. I hang onto the key for my own personal use."

Kortney thought she should turn around and run. Whatever she was getting into couldn't be good. She was breaching security, there probably were cameras everywhere, and she'd probably get fired.

"Come on," Kiki said as she raised her finger to Kortney.

Kortney knew she wanted the gesture to be suggestive, and it was, it totally turned her on and she thought she might explode. She thought about how hot and tight her pussy would feel wrapped around Kiki's finger.

They stepped inside the executive lounge. The poshness of it blew Kortney away. Leather chairs, cut crystal carafes of fine liquor. One entire wall was a walk-in humidor filled with cigars.  

"Want something to drink?" Kiki asked. "Rum? Wine? Champagne?"

"Anything," she said, crossing to one of the large leather chairs. Kiki poured a drink and handed to Kortney. She couldn't ignore that glint in her eye.

Kortney sipped the bubbly champagne. Soon the glass was empty and her head was spinning. Her mind was filling with images of Kiki between her thighs, sucking on her clit, and fingering her pussy. A small moan escaped her lips. "I have to tell you," Kortney began. "You left your desk drawer open the other day and."

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