First Day Induction

From: Michelle, HR Business Partner

To: All Staff

Good Afternoon,

Please can all gym members remember to wipe down equipment and workout areas once they have completed their session.

Unfortunately, we have had complaints due to sweat not being cleaned up from the matted area.

Whilst I am certain this is an isolated incident, we pride ourselves on providing clean facilities for all to use.

Thank you,

Michelle, HR

Alex's head popped up from his laptop, laughing "God there are some dirty buggers working here! I bet it was sweaty Sue from accounts!"

Michelle's mind went back to fleeing the gym, hiding behind lockers, cum dripping down her back as Sue had approached. They'd heard her in the corridor and escaped with moments to spare.

I'm still not sure she didn't see me. I'd not even put my tits away!

"She was the one who complained! Probably trying to cover her own tracks."

Michelle's Outlook pinged

From: David, Head of Lending

To: Michelle, HR Business Partner

Hi Michelle,

I used the gym for the first time today and found the equipment--whilst clearly new and in great shape--a bit dirty if I'm honest.

The bike I used kept groaning too so might need checking out.

Thanks,

David.

From: Michelle, HR Business Partner

To: David, Head of Lending

Hi David,

Thank you for the feedback. I will ensure the equipment gets thoroughly checked over.

I use the facilities regularly and did notice some groaning from one of the bikes when I was last in there.

I will need you to fill something in to say you've raised this with me. I'll pop by later to talk you through the process and show you where we keep things like that

Thanks,

Michelle

"Someone else complaining?" Alex asked.

"Yeah--that new Head of Lending is having a moan."

"Bit cocky isn't he? Decent enough bloke but doesn't get involved in banter with the likes of us" Alex said.

If only you knew,she thought, thighs squeezing together.

"Reckon he'll last long?" Alex asked.

"Yeah--the board seems to like him and I think he's got the balls to push back if needed."

"He's put me in my place a couple of times."

"I bet. Talking about me, were you?" she grinned.

Alex flushed "I'd... I wouldn't dream of it."

"Calm down, Al! Just joking! He's put me in my place too when needed. He really got into me during some of the training."

"Really? If it was too much you can make a complaint."

"Nothing I couldn't handle. And I enjoyed the challenge if I'm honest!" She turned away so Alex wouldn't see her grin.

***

"Hello, David--are you free? I wanted to discuss those concerns about the equipment you used in the gym." the door swung shut behind her.

David's face lit up at the sight of her.

"The equipment I used was big but just the right size for me," she grinned.

"I've missed you," she said softly, just for him.

"It's been two hours! But... yeah... I've missed you too. Which reminds me. I have something of yours."

"Whatever could that be?" she asked in mock surprise.

David pulled the purple lace from his pocket and pretended to mop his brow with it.

"You stole my underwear, you old pervert!" she feigned shock, "Want to put it on me?"

David grinned and dropped to the floor as she walked round to stand by him, stepping into the waiting thong. He slid it up her legs and as she pulled her skirt up to give him access, he leant forward and stole a quick kiss on her sensitive lips--tongue pushing into her to taste her sweet-saltiness--before arranging it in place. "Perfect" he said, soft and low.

"I am, aren't I?" she grinned.

"But I do like it when you do things like that," she said, smoothing down her skirt before crossing the office to pull a chair round and sit next to him.

"Like what?"

"Sneak a kiss. A lick. You know? Makes me feel... makes me feel sexy."

"If you're anything, you're sexy!" he kissed her softly, "What's the chair for?"

"This way it looks like I'm actually helping you with something," she said.

"And what will you actually be doing?" he asked, sounding hopeful.

"Honestly, David! Bed this morning. Then the shower. Then the gym! I'm sore! I'm going to sit here and hold your hand... and maybe your dick!" she blew a kiss at him.

Her hand laced into his.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking at the data on his screen.

"I'm looking at competitor pricing trends, looking for gaps in the market we can exploit."

"Tell me about it. Explain. Mentor me."

For the next hour they did exactly that. David talked about his job, what she'd need to know to do it. She talked about herself--her hopes and dreams. They talked about themselves as a couple--what it would mean, how it could work. They talked about the pain it'd cause, if they were willing to cause it.

They held hands through it all, Michelle occasionally resting a hand on his thigh or on his cock. None of it sexual, just two people being together. Being happy.

***

The car journey home was quiet, Michelle's hand resting possessively on his thigh, some chatter about the day.

"I meant what I said earlier."

David glanced at her, "What about?"

"About... about being sore. I need you tonight but... gentle. Please?"

"Of course. Let me take care of you--let me kiss every place it hurts."

"In that case, everywhere hurts!" she grinned.

The car stopped for a red light. He leaned over, their kiss only broken by a beeping from behind when the lights had turned green.

***

Jess had ordered takeaway pizzas for dinner--hangover still winning against her motivation.

They sat round the table, sharing jokes, chatting about their days.

"So Michelle, did David take care of you today?"

"Oh he did. He got me out of a sticky situation at lunchtime! He's a star. And you're right--he isn't always grumpy once you get to know him!" Michelle looked at David, smiling.

"Thank you, dear," Jess smiled at him too, "How did committee go?"

"Oh you know, the usual. Pretty good."

Jess sighed, "Do you manage to get more from him, Michelle?"

"Sometimes. But it can be hard, can't it?" she giggled.

After dinner, Michelle headed upstairs for a shower as David and Jess did bedtime before heading down to snuggle under a blanket on the sofa. Jess picked a rom com to watch

"I need something easy to watch. I'm still hanging to be honest!" she smiled.

Michelle came in, hair tucked up in a towel, wearing a long-sleeved nightie--buttoned high at the neck--and slippers.

"I'm ok to watch tv with you guys?" she asked.

"Of course! We're going to watch a film--David go make popcorn--but come get under the blanket. It's cold tonight." Jess replied, "Did you have any trouble with that boss today?"

As the women chatted, David made the popcorn. He'd changed into his usual football shorts and hoody anticipating a quiet night but did feel cold now he wasn't under the blanket.

Returning to the living room, Jess and Michelle were sat close--chatting--so he had to squeeze into the free space at the end of the sofa, Michelle ending up in the middle.

As the film started, they passed popcorn back and forth before all settling under the blanket. Michelle's hand soon on David's bare thigh under his shorts.

She could feel him twitching purely from her touch. Michelle needed to keep this secret--they weren't ready to blow things up just yet, so she grabbed his cock, holding him still to stop any tenting in the blanket, giving him a slow, reassuring squeeze.

Keep it secret. Don't lose him.

David sighed contentedly; Michelle felt warmth spread through her.

The film followed a familiar script, girl meets boy followed by misunderstandings that stopped them getting together. Jess made a few jokes about it while Michelle tried to avoid being caught wanking David off.

She tried to only move her wrist, only slowly, to keep him hard. Michelle kept using her nails and little squeezes to build his pleasure.

For David, he had to concentrate on keeping his breathing steady, he had to ignore that he was holding Jess's hand on the back of the sofa.

After thirty minutes or so of the film, Jess was snoring softly--deeply asleep--so Michelle felt bold enough to cuddle into David. He let go of Jess's hand to put his arm round Michelle, holding her gently, leaning down to kiss her.

"You've made me so fucking hard!" he whispered.

"Don't I always? How was I to know the nightie and towel look would do it for you!" she whispered, giggling softly, "Want me to take care of it? Of you?"

"Always."

Michelle pulled him free of his shorts, shifting the blanket so his cock stood tall and free. The romcom continued in the background as she began stroking him, one-handed, in long rhythmic pulls.

"We need to know what happens in the film in case we get asked, so you concentrate on that and I'll concentrate on this," she sealed the deal with a tender kiss.

They spent the rest of the movie, cuddled together, one hand entwined, Michelle slowly stroking his cock--playing with him as he held her close, all soundtracked by Jess's snores. They had one brief panic when she'd stirred but it had felt like just them otherwise.

As the credits rolled--the boy and girl finally together and living a happy ever after--David turned to Michelle, "Help me get Jess to bed then...?"

"Then you come to my room?"

"And I kiss your aches and pains away?"

"And you make love to me?"

"Deal."

"Deal."

They sat there for a moment while life was just about the two of them.