Office Banter | By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5793 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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If you've read any of my other stuff, you have probably noticed a 'theme' shall we say. Yes I admit it, I have a slight fetish with Uhmm, "men handling themselves". The idea of Hotch with his hand on his...okay. I need a smoke now.
Agent Prentiss was working at her desk when her supervisor, Special Agent Hotchner called down to her from his office. "Are you busy, Prentiss?" he asked. She shook her head no. "Good. Can you come up to my office for a moment? I have a special situation I'd like you to observe." he turned and walked back into his office. Prentiss climbed the stairs and walked into Hotch's office, he was standing behind his desk, removing his suit coat. "Close the door and lock it." he said over his shoulder. Emily watched as he carefully hung his suit jacket on the back of his chair. He sat down and rolled his chair away from the desk. Smiling at her, he patted a clear spot on his desk, directly in front of him. "Sit here."" he said. Emily smiled and wiggled her ass up on the desk. Hotch sat down in his chair in front of her. Emily could see the huge erection straining against his trousers. Hotch looked down when he noticed her staring. He began to rub himself through his pants. "Agent a situation has come up and I was hoping you would like to observe how I would handle it." Emily licked her lips. "I would love to observe that, Sir." she whispered. Hotch leaned back in his chair and slowly unbuckled his belt. His eyes never left hers as he unbuttoned his pants and lowered the zipper. Reaching in, he pulled out his cock and begin to stroke it. He started out gently at first, caressing it up and down. He smiled shyly at her as he touched himself. Emily couldn't remember ever seeing anything so incredibly sexy. Her buttoned up, straight laced boss was stroking a huge erection right in front of her. His eyes were on her face and he was breathing heavily. He reached out with his right hand and caressed her bare thigh. He started to increase his pace, his hand sliding up and down on his cock. Emily couldn't decide where to look, his face looked so sexy, but watching him stroke himself was driving her crazy. She was breathing heavily right along with him. "Sir?" Emily whispered. Hotch slowed his strokes again and looked at Emily, "Yes Agent?" he said, his voice husky. "If we continue with this particular course of action, " she said slowly, "I anticipate a fairly sticky situation." Hotch smiled, still stroking himself. "You're right Agent Prentiss. Perhaps you could think of a solution, " He moaned and stroked himself a little harder. "But try not to be too conventional." he groaned again and stroked himself even harder. Emily stood up and quickly unbuttoned her shirt. Hotch watched carefully, his stroking slowed again. He watched, fascinated, as she removed her bra and her skirt. Soon she stood in front of him in only her panties. She lay back on his desk and rubbed her finger tips over her stomach and her breasts. "I think here would be suitable." she said, "Don't you?" Hotch moaned and stood up. He braced himself on the desk with his right hand and leaned over Emily's body. With each stoke the tip of his dick was now brushing against her stomach. He groaned and increased his pace on his cock, stroking faster and faster, he could feel his orgasm rising from his toes. He clamped down tightly on his dick as hot come shot out and landed on Emily's stomach and breasts. He shuddered a little still holding on to himself. When he opened his eyes again, Emily was laying on his desk, slowly rubbing his come into the skin of her breasts and her stomach. "Allow me to assist, Agent Prentiss" he said, his voice a little breathless. Hotch rubbed the palms of his hands over Emily stomach and breasts until it had all seeped into her skin. She sat up and he kissed her deeply. Pulling back, he smiled. "Thank you for the consultation Agent Prentiss and good job thinking outside of the box." Reviews are not necessary, but they are ADORED. Please take a moment and tell me what you think.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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