“What are you going to leave?” Michael’s breath caught as he continued to fuck his wife. She was so wet, and his dick was so slick, that each thrust came easy and fast.

“I brought a pair of panties.” She brought her hands up and touched her nipples, fondling them as she spoke. “They’re an extra small. Nobody will think they’re mine, but they’ll know someone was in here—ah!”

At her gasp, he jerked into her harder, his cock jumping, threatening to spill. His wife wanted them exposed, and that was exciting.

“Right there, Michael. Jesus! Keep going! Don’t fucking stop.”

“I almost lost it when you told me you’re going to leave something behind.” He let go of one of her legs and raised the other one, locking himself tightly against her. He brought a hand to her stomach, his fingertips trailing over her skin. “You’re going to have to quit talking now, or I’m not going to make it, and there’s no way I’m coming before you do.” He let his hand linger a moment or two before he made his way down to her soft curls, tickling her, teasing her.

“Yes, touch me,” she urged, rocking her hips. “Rub my clit and make me come.”

“That’s the plan, sweetheart.” He chuckled. “But I do love it when you’re bossy.”

* * *

Everything felt good. Piper was so turned on. But for some reason she wasn’t close to coming. Telling Michael about leaving the panties hadn’t been enough, though it had given her an extra shot of adrenaline. She couldn’t wait until the office started to speculate and gossip about who had done the nasty in here.

When Michael’s talented thumb found her clit, while he continued to thrust, she let herself go, squirming beneath him. She could get there, she knew it, but she wanted it to be big. She was her own worst enemy.

“What is it, Piper?” Michael crooned as he pounded into her. “You need something naughtier?”

“Maybe,” she groaned. “But this feels mighty nice.”

“How about we add a little of this?” He leaned over, his cock plunging deeply inside her, and took one of her nipples into his mouth.

He began to pump as he sucked, arching over her like a champ, his hips moving independently of the rest of his body.

He was a tall, talented man.

Her hands clung to his shoulders. “Yes, that’s good—really good.”

As Michael fucked and sucked, she squirmed beneath him. The table was now rocking side to side, hitting the chairs on the other side and making lots of noise.

Piper loved every minute of it.

She was losing herself to the sensations, tingling beginning to form deep down, when Michael suddenly went still. “Did you hear that?” he asked.

“What?” She’d been in a pleasure haze and had heard nothing.

“I think someone just came in the front doors.”

“Shut up.” She slapped his arm. “You’re just trying to get me to come. But, dude, I think it worked. You just spiked my—”

“Piper, I’m serious.”

Then she heard it.

One of the big, glass front doors whooshed shut. The sound was unmistakable, a noise she heard every single day.

“What do you want to do?” Michael gazed down on her, his eyes dark, his fingers fondling her nipples.

“I want you to keep fucking me,” she whispered. “Hard. Right now.” Saying the words out loud sent chills racing through her at breakneck speed.

Her husband steadied her body by clutching her hips, making sure the table didn’t make as much noise, and began to thrust. The conference room was situated at the far end of the offices, and there was a long hallway to traverse to get to it. Most of the employees worked in open cubicles in the main room, and the conference room door was closed and the lights were out. They should have some warning if someone came this way.

But there wouldn’t be much.

“More, Michael, I’m so close,” she whispered. Being almost found out had tipped the scales. She was close to tumbling over the edge—and it felt luscious.

Her husband brought his thumb to her core and rubbed, leaning over to tell her, “You’re going to come now, Piper, and when you do, I’m going to shoot my load into your pussy, and I don’t care who the fuck sees us—”

She broke apart under him, her abs clenching, body spasming.

As she came, Michael brought his hand up to her mouth to stifle her cries. “Yes, baby, the way your pussy feels when it comes around my cock is so good.” Michael gasped once as he came, pumping inside her.

Michael was draped over her, and they were both breathing hard, trying to be quiet.

Noise filtered in, footsteps heading closer.

There was no more time to delay.

Exciting as it was—doing it while someone was actually in the agency—Piper didn’t really want to get fired.

She loved her job.

Her husband must’ve been on the same wavelength, because he reached down and hauled her off the table. He set her on her feet and plucked up his hat, bending over for his clothing, while Piper ducked and ran for where she’d left hers, folded on the floor by the far wall.

Once they both had their respective clothes in hand, they rushed to the small alcove in the room that held a sink.

Piper collapsed against the far wall.

The location would give them some cover if someone entered, but wouldn’t if they decided to move farther into the room. Piper was laughing and had to cover her mouth with both hands so the sound didn’t carry. “This is fantastic!” she wheezed between her fingers. “A much-needed orgasm and some quality risk-taking. The perfect combo.”

“It was fucking great.” Michael grinned as he tugged his pants on as quickly as he could. “I would’ve liked to have enjoyed you more, but having someone drop in on us definitely added a nice layer to our shenanigans.”

“Shenanigans?” Piper had to cover her mouth again. Once she calmed down enough, she said, “No one says shenanigans anymore. You sound like Caroline. It was fist-pumpin’ good sex is what it was. Shenanigans are what a kindergartner does to piss off his teacher.”

“Can we not say the word kindergartner when we’re having a conversation about rockin’ sex?” Michael smiled as he leaned over and kissed her, still buttoning his shirt.

Piper lingered over the kiss, a smile on her lips.

She broke it when she heard another sound and quickly tied her dress up in front. The noise had come from the lunchroom, which was right down the hall from where they were. It was more of a stash-your-lunch place with a fridge and a microwave, rather than a room to sit and eat. Most people ate lunch in the game room, or in a smaller conference room dubbed the “brainstorming room.”

There was really no need for someone to come into the formal conference room unless they were going to have sex like Piper and Michael just did. Or there was a late-night meeting Piper hadn’t been invited to. The cleaning staff came in the early hours of the morning, so it wasn’t them.

“What if it’s someone like us, and they start banging on the table?” Piper whispered.

“Very unlikely. But I suppose it could happen. I don’t hear any voices, though, so I think whoever it is came here solo.”

“Damn, what if they stay late to work on a project?”

“Then we sit here,” Michael answered. “Not many other choices.”

“We could ninja our way into the game room. At least that would be more fun.”

“Yeah, like we’re going to start playing foosball like nothing is going on. Hey, dude, sorry we didn’t announce our presence earlier, but here we are! Wanna play the winner? Double or nothing.”

“Hardy har. Oh, shit!” Piper exclaimed, forgetting to keep her voice low. “I left my office lights on and the door open. They’re going to know I was here. I can’t leave the panties now!”

Michael grinned at her, placing his hand on her thigh as he whispered, “I turned them off. It wasn’t a very brainy move on your part to leave them on. Even I knew there was a chance someone might come back to work.”