Tief und Langsam, Baby!

(Du-B)] It was in late october and the most leaves had already fallen off
their respective trees.
[msg(Du-B)] A young man was sitting under the rooftop of a company in a little
city in the southwest of Germany, thinking about a rather hard to
solve computer problem.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] lol
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] young and intelligent man?
[msg(Du-B)] It was already 4pm, a time most employees had gone home and only
the boss and two secretaries were still working besides him.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] go on go on
[msg(Du-B)] As he was reading a piece of documentation, so sunken within it
that all recognition of the outer world had left his brain’s
capabilities, one of the secretaries was browsing the house,
obviously to see if any windows were still open, and if all lights
had been switched off.
[msg(Du-B)] As she reached the second floor, on stairway below the roof, a
voice was disturbing the concentrated silence.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] oooooo
[msg(Du-B)] A few seconds passed as the storyteller went to the toilet and got
his dictionary on the way back. Yet it was to be unleashed what
the shout had been about.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] cmon
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] you’re telling it slow on purpose
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] D:
[msg(Du-B)] The secretaries movements stagnated for a second, as she was
listening to the boss calling up to her that he and Sandra were
leaving for today, asking her to close the company’s front door.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] oooo
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] so its just you and her
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] and you’re a dirty little bastard
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] lol
[msg(Du-B)] The storyteller looked up again and asked the audience to remain
silent as not to disturb the hard to build up tenseness.
ð Du-B sits down and crosses his legs intently
[msg(Du-B)] An uninvolved observer would maybe have told, by the way her
movements had stagnated, that this girl was not only up to doing
her daily busines.
[msg(Du-B)] Something would have made him struck on her, but he would have
been unable to tell what exactly.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] whoa
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] wait a sec..  daily business?
[msg(Du-B)] As soon as the secretary, her name was Marlene, heard the door
fall into its lock, and a car ignition going off outside, she
turned around rather fast, and headed back down the stairway to
ground floor
[msg(Du-B)] There, she got a glass of water and filled it up with ice cubes.
Not an unusial procedure since it was not really cold in the
building.
[msg(Du-B)] She took a nip, and a choked chuckling ran down her throat,
leaving a punch of adrenaline in her gut
[msg(Du-B)] Having made sure that the door was properly closed, she took up
her previous course again, towards the attic, where the young
trainee of the company was still breeding over his documentation.
[msg(Du-B)] Marlene was a pretty girl, aged 28 and soon to marry an American
entrepreneur her parents had met the year before while on a
sailing trip.
[msg(Du-B)] Her hips moved smoothly as she was taking step after step and by
the soft bouncing of her chest, one could tell that she had two
wonderful breasts underneath her blouse, with firm skin over them
and wonderfully well defined nipples.
[msg(Du-B)] On the second floor, as she was already going to take the last
stairway, she changed her mind, turned around again, and rushed
into the toilet. There, she fiddled her bra open, and threw it
into the trashbin, then put her blouse back on, which could not
help showing a certain degree of erection through her breasts
anymore.
[msg(Du-B)] The storyteller decided that this was worth being documented and
fired up his text editor, giving the audience another opportunity
in muttering about the lenghty story.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] LOL
[msg(Du-B)] She rushed out of the toilet, then slowered her tempo as she was
getting near to the attic.
[msg(Du-B)] Entering the room the young man was sitting in, afront his
computers, she closed her eyes for a moment, and then said in a
deep but innocent voice: “Hey, I’ve brought you a water. It’s kind
of warm up her, and the two of us are the last ones left working”
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] …
[msg(Du-B)] It took the man a second to realize that somebody else had entered
the room. He then looked up, turned around, said “Thanks Marlene,
that’s really kind of you”, and already put one eye back into his
book.
[msg(Du-B)] Marlene came closer, barely noticing the way in which a colourful,
nearly deep orange light was filling the attic now through the
tiny windows, and how surprisingly soft the parquet was to walk on
[msg(Du-B)] The man, Doug de Moro, who had come to Germany for a while but had
his origins in Iceland, had not yet understood what this was all
about.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)]
[msg(Du-B)] Doug was a rather shy boy aged 20 of a tall but well-built figure.
He hadn’t ever talked that much since he had been with the
company. The only action he had actually every taken — on the
company’s christmas party — was to bring Marlene a drink, exactly
the one she had wanted, without her having asked for it. Just
because he had heard her asking someone else for it who hadn’t
cared, and he had thought that there was nothing wrong with him
getting her a drink.
[msg(Du-B)] Marlene was now about half a meter from Doug, who felt a certain
aura build up now. She put the drink down to the table, ably
taking one ice cube out of it which absconded in her slightly
closed fist and turned Dougs chair by a few inches, towards her
[msg(Du-B)] By this time quite aware of the fact that Marlene had not only
come to bring him a slight refreshment, Doug had layed the book
down to the floor right besides him, and had been trying to reach
the computer’s keyboard, where an online chat in one of the
internet’s many developer channels was ongoing. He didn’t get that
far anymore though.
[msg(Du-B)] Marlenes legs, so long and flawless that they seemed to reach into
heaven, spead slightly as she was sitting onto Dougs lap, face to
face.
[msg(Du-B)] Her fingers had the ice cube touch his that opened firmly and
allowed for the ice cube to slide in until the contact was
redeemed by her fingers
[msg(Du-B)] This caused a fire to explode within him, and made his head leep
forward by a few centimeters, fully catching her forefinger. She
was just left enough time to let the icecube fall down to the
floor where it slivered into a million peaces, making a sound of
powerful aurora to the heated ears of two people that did not
about reality anymore.
[msg(Du-B)] She withdraw her finger, and all by the very next second her hands
pulled up his t-shirt, she pressed her body and her stiffened
nipples against his, resulting in a groaning acceptance of the
inevitable. Doug hugged her, pulled her face towards his and
sucked on her lips, just long enough to put her into an immediate
need for more. Instead, he got up, holding her tightly, and layed
her down to the floor where both of them looked into each others
eyes and smiled.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] i think you’re having too much fun *g*
[msg(Du-B)] It was a smile of children, a smile of people that had just
discovered something new, and that had more ideas which they
didn’t know of if they were legal, but which they had to try out.
It was a smile of anticipation.
[msg(Du-B)] You do? I am.
[msg(Du-B)] The storyteller looked up another time, his glance asking the
audience as to whether he should go on…
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] and the audience told the storyteller that his
audience now includes doug’s boss and other workers
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] lol
[msg(Du-B)] lol
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] i made sure i inscreased font size and put it on
the other monitor that points to the middle of the office
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] lol
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] good ol rapha
[msg(Du-B)] The storyteller made an antic, since the audience had not
answered his question.
[msg(Du-B)]
[ctcp(du-b)] PING
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] go on go on..   you’re exciting my boss….lol..
just as long as he doesn’t sneak up on me
ùíù CTCP PING reply from Du-B: 4.553 seconds
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] ahh he’s coming for me lol
ð Du-B runs around the office hittin his boss with a piece of styrofoam
[msg(Du-B)] Suddenly, a sound from the ground floor could be heard, followed
by Sandra’s voice telling the boss where the paper they had left
back was.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] uh oh
[msg(Du-B)] Marlene and Doug heard up, and another smile rushed down their
faces as they pressed their eager bodies against each other
again, kissing softly.
[msg(Du-B)] They were doing something forbidden, and they felt good about it.
Should Sandra and the boss come up here, they too would have
their fun. In addition, everyone in the company knew what was
happening when Sandra was ‘out to the supermarket, to get an
apple’ and slight, undefinable noises where coming out of the
bosses office.
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] har har
[Du-B(hehe@142.59.246.182)] :->
[msg(Du-B)] But soonly, the voices faded into the distant again. Doug and
Marlene didn’t even notice they were left alone again. They still
had a glass of ice cubes on that table, and a lot of ideas what
to do with them.
[msg(Du-B)] And now it’s already 20 minutes past bed time for me, so I’m
leaving the rest of the story to your very imagination.