Lab Voyeurism

Cate was about a mile away from the parking lot when she realized she’d forgotten to send a report.  Damn, damn and double damn!

At the next roundabout she whipped her car around and headed back fuming.  In normal circumstances it could have waited for the morning, but she’d taken Friday off for a long weekend away so she wouldn’t be back until Monday.  The report would be late and she’d be in trouble.

Waving her badge at the security gate she waited for it to open then went in and parked up near the door.  There were only a few cars left so parking was unusually easy.

Cate stormed back into her office throwing her bag on a chair and turning on her computer.  She didn’t bother turning on the office lights.  This wouldn’t take long and there was enough late day sun coming in.  Her door swung almost closed automatically.  She generally pulled a small box in front of it to leave it open, but couldn’t be bothered.

Her office was a bit of a fishbowl with windows all round.  Cate had taped scientific posters to the window looking toward the open-space office shared by the technicians.  It gave her some degree of privacy and there was enough space between the posters for her to still see if someone was heading toward her door.

The bloody computer took ages to restart.  Dinosaur of a machine as it was.

She eventually pulled up the report and re-read it to look for obvious mistakes.  It had been put together as a team and as if often the case, there was part in present tense and part in past.  She began correcting.

While she saved the document in a pdf format for sending she heard voices and peeked between the taped posters to see who had come into the open space.  It was Marie and Lucas and they were arguing.  They obviously hadn’t seen she was back because their conversation was quite heated and quite personal.

“When are you going to tell him?”  Lucas demanded.  Tell who?  What?

“Lucas.  It’s not that easy.”  Marie pouted.  Oh, Marie.  Her beautiful blondeness and blue-eyedness.

They were young.  Early twenties at most.  Just out of university.  They had obviously just left the lab as they were both still in lab coats.  Marie hopped up on one of the long work tables and Lucas stood in front of her as she wrapped her long legs around his waist.

Marie and Lucas?  Well I never.  They’ve never given the slightest hint.

Cate quietly typed a message to her client, attached the file and hits send.  She wasn’t sure what to do then.  If she left her office she’d startle them and they’d be embarrassed.  If she turned her monitor off she could just sit here quietly until the left.  That’s what she decided to do.

Lucas was now unsnapping Marie’s lab coat while Marie looked around panicked.  They still didn’t see Cate who was getting progressively titillated.  Marie was a pretty young thing and Lucas had a bad boy look that she found magnetic.  Lucas pulled open Marie’s coat pulling it off of her revealing her little lace top.  Cate got comfortable.  She had a perfect view.  This is much better than porn.

“Lucas!  Not here.”  Marie protested.

“Then where?  You’re going home to him.”

Oooo.  The plot thickens.  Marie has a him at home.  Little slut.

Lucas is fumbling with Marie’s breasts trying to coax one over the top of her bra.  Nice.  Very nice.

There’s something sweet about their youthful sneakiness.  The pair isn’t world hardened yet and it shows.  Lucas has a greedy grabby way about him and Marie’s too inexperienced to call him on it.

Marie attempts a second protest but it goes right past Lucas as he goes for the string at the top of Marie’s trousers and unties the bow that holds them up.  Marie looks over her shoulder towards the corridor like a frightened rabbit while lifting her ass to allow Lucas to pull down her trousers and panties.  He pulls them all the way off and over her feet.  Silly boy.  Very imprudent move. Again, a sign of their inexperience.

There obviously wasn’t going to be much foreplay.  Shame.  Lucas is looking to get off quickly.  Marie looks as if speed is of the utmost importance, not her orgasm.  She wants to appease the upset Lucas and get away.  Home to him?

Lucas undoes his own coat then his belt and jeans pulling them down to his knees and turns Marie around bending her over the desk.  Cate grins at what a sight it would be if he suddenly had to take off in a run. Poor darling! His lab coat wasn’t open enough for Cate to see what caliber he was packing.  Come on… give us peek.  But no.  It wasn’t to be.  He’s inside Marie in a flash and Marie cries out.  Lucas quickly puts his hand over her mouth.

“Quiet Marie.  Do you want someone to know we’re here?”

He’s slamming into the girl who has a pained expression on her face.  Must have something going on downstairs.  But… she’s looking this way.  Or is she?

It’s over in no time.  A quicky?  Or is Lucas trigger happy? Cate decides to give him the benefit of the doubt and thinks quicky.

Marie looks near tears.  Lucas pulls out and turns looking around for a tissue.  Holy Shit! Cate is gobsmacked.  The boy is double-barrel loaded.  She feels sympathy for Marie’s pussy.  Who would have ever guessed?

The pair dress without speaking.  Marie looks flushed.  I’m amazed she can stand thinks Cate.

“I’m going now.  Talk to him.  Tonight!”  Lucas tosses his lab coat over a chair and grabs his backpack before heading out.  Marie takes her time.  She folds her lab coat neatly over her own chair.  She sits at her computer and begins to type.

Bugger, Cate thinks.  I really need to get going.  She still needs to shut her own computer down and can’t do that without turning the monitor back on.

Marie is now walking out and Cate, relieved, turns her monitor back on and begins shutting down the system.  An email has come in.  She reads it quickly.

“Enjoy that?  Have a nice weekend.  See you Monday.  Love, Marie”

The cheeky little minx!