"Tough case, huh?"
"Yep...But I think I'll manage."
"You could always come over to my place later. I can comfort you...with my mouth," EJ said with a wink.
Dana rolled her eyes. "I think you would enjoy that too much."
"...maybe."
Dana smiled. "I'll think it over and get back to you."
"The offer will still be open," EJ winked again.
--O--
EJ unlocked the door to his apartment and stepped inside. Another neurotic nutcase, another day. He threw his coat and tie onto the couch and made his way into the kitchen. He opened a cabinet and peered inside. "Just what the doctor ordered," he mused as he pulled out a bottle of scotch. Opening another cabinet and retrieving a shot glass, he smiled to himself. Work would be so much worse if he didn't have Dana there to help him through the day. Even though she repeatedly shunned his attempts to become more than colleagues, she was quite a piece of eye candy nonetheless. More than colleagues. "Heh," he thought. "More like an entirely different kind of colleagues."
He poured himself a shot and ventured back into his living room. Plopping down onto the couch, he tipped his head back and poured the sweet poison directly into the back of his throat. Twitching slightly from the burning sensation, he poured another. Getting drunk alone was not something he favored, but a decent amount of liquor in his system certainly helped him sleep at night.
So did having a warm body lying beside him.
He pondered that thought and deposited another shot into his throat.
That warm body belonging to Dana McManus would be even better.
He looked down at the scotch and took a swig straight from the bottle. "I really need a girlfriend," he announced to the room.
Another swig. The room he had just spoken to started to look a bit lopsided.
He reached for the remote control and turned on the T.V. Flipping through the channels, he found nothing that appealed to him.
He would rather be turning on Dana.
Another swig.
"I wonder what she's doing," he thought aloud to the room once again.
She lived only a few blocks away. He knew that from the one evening when he gave her a lift home after work. Her car had been at the repair shop that day.
"Hmm."
Another swig.
He glanced at his coat which was resting beside him on the couch. He placed the scotch bottle onto the coffee table in front of him.
Moments later, his coat was on his body and he was walking out the door. He closed the door behind him and furrowed his brows. "What are you doing, EJ?" he mused, shaking his head.
"Going to see Dana," he nodded his head confidently. Yes. That is what he was going to do.
He started in the direction of her apartment, the beginning of an erection forming in his pants despite the cold. The thought of actually seeing Dana on her own ground was turning him on.
He closed his eyes for a moment and felt the effect of the alcohol coursing through his veins. He was almost there.
A short time later, he stood outside of a wooden door. He raised his hand to knock. He would love to use that hand to do more than just knock, and he would love to knock in more ways than one. The alcohol still coursing through his veins, he dropped his hand back down to his side. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
Feeling a surge of courage (or maybe it was just the alcohol again), he raised his hand again and knocked. Standing still for a moment, he tried to gain his composure. He was about to turn and run, when the door swung open.
Dana stood before him wearing a pair of pajama pants and a tank top. She peered at him a bit confused. "EJ! What, um...what brings you here?"
EJ thought for a moment. Why was he here? Oh yeah...
"I was just um...wanting to let you know that the offer is still open...if you're interested." He looked down at her and grinned.
She stared up at his tall frame. "Are you drunk?" she inquired.
"Maybe," he grinned.
"You didn't drive here, did you?" she enquired, a bit concerned that the man was suffering from temporary insanity.
"No! Um...no, I walked," he stammered, suddenly feeling a lack of words.
"Oh." She continued to stare at him. "Would you like to come in? It's quite cold out there."
EJ nodded, and she stepped back to allow him to pass through the doorway.
She closed the door. "Would you like some coffee?"
"I would rather have you."
Dana was taken aback by his straightforwardness. She couldn't help but smile to herself. EJ was sexy. Very sexy. In the office, she couldn't help but feel attracted to him from time to time. But there was that whole issue of how unethical it was to date your colleagues. Dana was never one to act upon the unethical.
He was sexy even now. But he was drunk. Very drunk.
She led the way into the kitchen, smirking over her shoulder.
They weren't there for long.
EJ grabbed her by the wrist, and looked into her eyes. "I may be drunk now, but I know my feelings will still be the same when I'm sober."
She watched his facial expression for a few moments before deciding that he was being truthful. His lip moved slightly, and he leaned forward before catching himself. He looked away for a moment, then decided. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, not giving either of them a moment to contemplate whether or not they should be doing this. He wrapped one arm around her waist as he continued to kiss her softly. She didn't protest.
Dana's arms dropped to her sides. The one thing she had wanted in secret but always kept to herself was happening. She wasn't sure if she could handle this.
The moisture between her legs was starting to increase, and she could feel EJ's different, but equal reaction as he pulled her closer.
"Go out on a limb, McManus," she mused. "Live a bit dangerously." She lifted a hand and placed it on his shoulder. His tongue worked its way into her mouth, and he once again reached for her wrist. Together, they made their way to the couch, and he pulled her on top of him as he sat back.
"You know," he began between kisses. "You are insanely exotic.
Dana smiled at that remark. "You know, you are insanely sexy." She could feel the hardness growing between his legs as she rubbed lightly against the front of his pants.
This was so wrong. It felt so right, yet it was so wrong.
The wrongness of it all aroused both of them.
EJ's lips played lightly against Dana's neck. Her breath shortened, and he knew that she was enjoying this. Maybe coming here was not such a bad idea after all...
His hand wandered up her tank top, and he grasped one of her breasts. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. He grasped her hips, then flipped her onto the couch. "Ohkay!" she exclaimed.
He chuckled and kissed her exposed stomach. Her skin was so smooth...so soft...
He grabbed the elastic waistband between his teeth and pulled downward, exposing her neatly trimmed mound.
"What? No panties?" he inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"I don't wear panties when I sleep."
"Even better," he said as he reached up and tugged the pants the rest of the way off. He poked the soft pink nub lightly before trapping it between his teeth, sinking his tongue into her surprised, yet awaiting sex. She shrieked her approval.
He worked in tongue in and out of her, alternating his rhythms and occasionally nipping her clit. The electricity darting through her body jolted her every time as she came closer and closer to being driven over the edge.
It didn't take them long to realize they wanted more.
"EJ, if we're going to do this, let's do it somewhere besides the couch."
A new sense of bravery passed through him. "Okay, the wall then." He grinned his classic grin once again.
She returned his grin and reached up to unbutton his shirt. His shoes and socks were off instantly. He unzipped his pants and along with his boxers, tossed them to the floor. He tugged at her tank top, and she lifted her arms so he could pull it over her head. Both completely naked, they paused to take in the sight of each other. She glanced down to take in what she would be momentarily taking in an entirely different way. Her eyes widened. Sure EJ was a big guy, but she had no idea that he was so...proportionate.
Noticing the sudden expression on her face, he smiled deviously. He leaned forward and kissed her lips again. Then, with one quick motion, grabbed her by the hips, swept her around, and pressed her against the nearest wall.
She grunted slightly as the impact struck her. There was no turning back now.
EJ's expression, which had been light-hearted since he had first arrived, took on a whole new serious tone.
She wrapped her legs around him to keep from slipping. His strong grip would have held her in place even if she had not done so.
He positioned himself to enter her. Their eyes locked. They both knew they were about to do something that would change their professional relationship forever. No matter. Too late for that.
Dana wrapped her arms around his shoulders and closed her eyes. This was it.
EJ pushed himself inside her, and she let out a gasp at the sensation. He was large. She was not.
"Christ, she's tight," he thought to himself. He allowed himself to remain still for a few moments, allowing her some time to adjust.
She moaned and tightened her grip on his shoulders as he began to thrust upward. His hard cock pressing against the walls of her not-recently used pussy was becoming too much for her.
"Just take it, Dana," EJ half-yelled. "If either of us didn't want this, I wouldn't be here right now." He caught one of her nipples in his mouth and began to stroke it with his tongue.
She ran her fingers through his hair and raised her head to the ceiling. "Just don't stop," she said simply.
EJ smiled as he increased his rhythm. "Don't worry. I have no intentions of walking away."
Dana's cry of bliss was all that was needed to express her approval.
"You like this, huh?" he asked giving her a quick swat on the ass.
"Oh god, yes!" Dana cried out.
EJ muttered something inaudible and continued to work his magic. They were both close to cumming now, but not quite yet.
"Tell me how much you like it," EJ enquired between grunts as he continued to impale her.
"So...fucking...dammit EJ, just shut up and...oh GAWWWWWWD!!!"
EJ could feel the muscles of her pussy contracting and knew she was getting closer. He tightened his grip on her ass and pushed inside her harder. He was edging closer and closer to the brink of his own orgasm.
"Just say when, Dana."
She immediately knew what he meant. "Now EJ! Dammit! NOW!"
He grunted and she screamed at the ceiling as they simultaneously tumbled over the edge.
He slowly pulled his cock out, and Dana's arms never loosened their grip as they both slid to the floor. EJ pulled her onto his lap gently and wrapped his arms around her waist. They were both trembling from the act they had just committed.
Silence enveloped the room. Dana looked up to meet EJ's eyes. "I certainly was not expecting that."
EJ smiled the smile that always seemed to creep up around Dana. "I never expected to actually do that."
"I guess you should try everything at least once."
"I guess so."
Dana glanced at the clock. It was late, but at least the next day was Saturday. "Be daring, McManus," said the little voice in the back of her head.
"Would you um...like to stay the night? It's pretty late, and I can drive you home tomorrow after we both have gotten some rest.
"Yeah. That sounds like a plan," EJ nodded. He rose to his feet, and Dana attempted to do the same, only to find herself back on her ass on the floor.
"Looks like you got your wish. I can't walk!" The laughter in her voice covered her attempt to sound annoyed.
EJ laughed and held out his hand. He held her arm as she stood and balanced herself. "It doesn't have to be the last time."
Dana looked at him and grinned. "We'll see about that."