It’s Not Cheating If We Just Look 9

**** You ideally should read the other parts of "It's not cheating if we just look," before reading this one. Once again, there is cheating and there aren't consequences for the cheaters other than those they likely wanted on some level.

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Ed and Samantha had got into Mergers and Acquisitions at Stratton. The hours were brutal. With her first paycheck, Sam bought a pair of Jimmy Choos. Her tight red curls and voluptuous body got her noticed by everyone. Ed bought a tailored suit. He filled it well. The crew cut and the gym did the rest.

Both had partners at home. Samantha's fiancé Gary worked in advertising and kept the flat running. Ed's partner, Sandy, was a midwife. Ed kept sane by hitting the gym each morning. Samantha was on the Wanking at Work group. The fifth-floor conference rooms had CCTV since the HR clampdown, and the midnight break before the 3am stretch had been what kept her sane. She could not do that at her desk. Ed sat right behind her.

The email from their MD Ian dropped at 10am. He was pitching a major client on a takeover idea of his. They had just 21 hours to get the pitch ready. He was meeting the client at 10am the following day and he wanted their final version on his desk by 7am.

He had given them some decent data, but a lot of research was needed. Samantha took the target company as hers and Ed the acquiring one. They discussed the pitch while eating their sandwiches at midday and again at 7pm. There was no time to go out. Both were buzzed that they would be close to a major deal.

At 9pm, the dealing floor lights clicked off on their timer. Samantha stood, stretched and her movement clicked the lights back on. She just caught Ed staring at her boobs as she stretched and he looked back to his screen quickly.

By midnight, the sexy underwear she had worn to surprise Gary was digging into her body. She knew that he would be asleep when she got back to their flat. Leaving Ed at the desk she went to the loos and came back with the lacy body stocking in her purse. It felt way better, but the idea of being bare under her business suit was making her nipples stand up. She sat down at her desk and briefly massaged her boobs where underwear had dug in. She didn't look behind her, but her nipples still got even harder at the thought he was watching.

Her phone pinged with a WhatsApp from Gary, "Shall I wait up?" She explained the pitch then put her phone back in her purse, glancing at the lace in there.

A few minutes later, she turned to Ed, "Quick coffee break? I need to stand for a bit." He nodded and they walked over to the kitchen. While waiting for the machine to dispense their espressos, Ed stared openly at her erect nipples. She carried on chatting about how excited she was to be on the pitch. She also stared at the bulge in his crotch. Neither commented.

Back at the desk they sat facing each other sipping their coffees. Sam crossed her legs carelessly, he watched and she was smirking when his eyes went back up to hers. The lighting was dim but he was pretty sure that he saw her slit rather than underwear.

At 1am she sat back. "Fuck. My shoulders are killing me."

He stood behind her. "Massage?"

She nodded. He started rubbing her shoulders over the blouse. As the material moved over her nipples, he watched them get harder.

After a couple of minutes she leaned her head back to look up at him. "That feels so good." She left her head against him, feeling his erection. He did not step back. She lifted her head off him and undid her blouse, pulling it off.

"Better skin to skin."

She did not comment when his hands reached further down onto her chest. He was not going near her nipples. He stayed on her shoulders.

She turned to him and said, "Thanks Ed. That's a lot better!" and went back to her screen. The blouse stayed off.

After five minutes, Ed turned to her, "You're killing me, Sam. You have no idea what willpower it took, not to grab and pinch those hard nipples."

She turned to him. Her face furious. He started apologising but before he could, she stopped him, "Why the fuck didn't you, Ed. I'd have let you. Fuck!"

Ed said, "Look. We are both frustrated here and we both have someone at home. It's not cheating if we just look right? I'll watch you and you watch me. No cheating."

She was quiet, but stood and dropped her skirt, then sat back on her chair, naked save for her shoes. Her hands went to her nipples and she pulled and twisted them. He stared at her red pubes and shaved pussy then dropped his suit trousers and boxers. She smiled as his hard cock came into view.

She stood, "Not yet though. I just need to finish this page." She turned to her screen, bent at the waist. While she typed on her keyboard, he stared at her exposed pussy. She could hear him wanking as she pretended to focus on her computer. She heard him quietly grunt and then a single warm spurt hit her pussy directly before he filled his tissue. One finger appeared between her legs, pushing between her lips before scooping it off. She licked her finger, sat back down and carried on typing at her screen.

He had seen the email from Susan Smart. Biohazards in the bins. The tissue stayed on his desk.

She finished her page, turned back to him and said, "Hand it to me," pointing at the tissue on his desk. He complied and stared as she dipped two fingers into his warmth, then used them to cover her nipples. Her other hand went to her pussy lips and she started stroking them and rubbing her clit. She came quietly, put the tissue on her desk and turned back to the screen, licking her fingers clean of her juices on one hand and his on the other.

By 5am they were both exhausted and went through the final pitch one last time. Ed stood next to her chair as they stared at the screen. She could smell him. Both were too tired to do any more. She took the tissue to the loo. She was too tired to think about where she was on her cycle. She flushed the tissue and walked back, still naked. They dressed, went home to shower and were back on the floor by 6:45.

The email from Ian was waiting. Client pulled the meeting. Keep the pitch. On my way to Geneva. Help Joshua on the Acme pitch today.

Both struggled to focus but got through the day.

The meeting request email from Susan Smart came at 5pm as she was about to go home. "Miss Sennet. My office. Before you leave today."

She didn't tell Ed and waited for him to go before she went up to the HR floor. She walked in.

"How are you enjoying Stratton, Ms Sennet. All going well?"

Unable to speak, Samantha nodded.

"I am aware that you and Mr Druce pulled an all-nighter last night at Ian's request. It's not good for your mental health. I have reminded him of that. Thought you should know."

Samantha stood and said, "Thanks Mrs Smart," and went to leave.

"One moment please Ms Sennet. I reviewed the conference room CCTV as you would expect. I couldn't help but notice you walking naked past the room towards the toilets at 5:30. It looked like you were carrying some tissues. Please don't make a habit of that. I deleted the video. I will let you know what you owe in return."

Samantha knew Jen on the fixed income floor had had issues with Susie. She did not tell Ed she had been upstairs. On the way to the lift she sent the WhatsApp: "Coffee tomorrow? Away from Stratton's please."

The next morning, they met at the coffee place nearby. Ed was at the gym. Sam told her Susan had called her in, deleted a video, and said she would let her know what she owed.

Jen stirred her coffee and did not look up. "She did that with us. She used us. Rich helped her. We think that finished it."

"And did it?" Samantha asked quietly.

"Not initially. Maybe not now even. She can still turn the camera off when she wants us." Jen finally looked at her. "Don't think being useful gets you out. It got me doing a lot more."

As it was, she heard nothing more from Susie. Her period arrived a few days later. She still hadn't worn the underwear for Gary and it would need to wait for a while. They went back to the usual daily grind of meetings, pitch documents and regulatory training. Neither mentioned the all-nighter.

She woke up with her period finished and put the underwear on after checking Gary would be home reasonably early too. She smiled a quick hello to Ed as he arrived with his hair still wet from his post gym shower then went back to her research.

Ian's email arrived at lunch time: "Great meeting here in Amsterdam. Just seen VanDam Limited and they want me back on my idea at breakfast time. I said they should buy Oost holdings. Need a pitch. I know a big ask, but get it to me by 4am your time and you can both take tomorrow off.

Both texted their partners to let them know they'd be late. Neither had ever heard of Oost and only vaguely knew who VanDam was. They had a steep learning curve.

They split the work the same way they had before and got into it. Samantha was shocked when the lights clicked off at 9. She had no idea how long she had been going. She stood up to go to the loos and used the opportunity to take off the underwear. She had sharp red marks from where it had dug in.

He noticed the difference as she walked back to the desk and suggested a massage. She shook her head and said, "We have way too much still to do before we take any sort of break."

At 11 they grabbed coffees and chatted in the kitchen. She sipped her coffee and said, "Susie knows something happened on our all-nighter. She pulled me in to tell me that her fucking CCTV camera captured my naked walk to the loo. It will cost us at some point, I think. We need to behave."

Ed looked dejected but he still nodded and stared at her nipples under her shirt. She said nothing further and they took their cups back to the desk.

At midnight, Samantha turned to Ed and said, "I reckon I have an hour left and should be done. You?"

"About the same I think. Then we need to tie it all together."

She turned back to her screen, slipped off her blouse and said, "We can't leave until Ian approves the pitch at four, so we can take a short break. My shoulders are killing me."

Ed stepped behind her and started rubbing her shoulders and she relaxed into it. After a few minutes, he reached his hands down and grabbed her nipples and she put her hands on his and shook her head, "We need to behave, Ed."

He pulled his hands back and she started to laugh, "I'm just fucking with you, Ed!" She grabbed his hands and put them back on her boobs. Ed pulled and stretched her nipples while cupping her large boobs in his hands. Her hard nipples and breathing let him know how turned on she was getting. When he bent down and kissed her neck, she pulled forward and said, "Break's over. Let's get this done!" Her blouse stayed on the desk.

By 3am, they were done. They read through it twice more then sent the email to Ian, then sat back to wait.

After fifteen minutes, Samantha said, "Fuck this. I need to get off. I am guessing so do you. Just watching, no touching, okay?"

Ed stripped off. She eyed his cock and said, "I will be too tempted to cheat if I watch that lovely cock spurt. Anyway it's the showing that really gets me off." She turned her back to him and bent over her desk. Her right hand grabbed her boob, pulling at the nipple while her left hand went to her pussy, teasing her lips apart as he watched.

"Fuck that looks so good. Your pussy is absolutely soaked Sam. I can see it on your fingers." He started to wank his cock and stepped closer to grab her other nipple in his left hand. She didn't stop him. His cock was close enough to graze her fingers as she worked them into her pussy. She ignored it when he bumped his cock against her fingers as he wanked. After rubbing her clit for a while, she pushed two fingers into her pussy and started fucking herself with her fingers. He angled his cock to rub on her pussy as she did that, but she pulled back, gasping "Too far, Ed."

He pulled back just slightly and she could hear his breathing catch. He was close and so was she. He started first, "Ah fuck Sam, going to come, ah yes, yes, Yes!"

She felt his load splatter across her pussy and onto her fingers. She didn't pull back and didn't stop working her fingers in her pussy. She pushed her cummy fingers deep inside then pulled them out and scooped more of him off her lips and into her pussy as she started to come, "Ah Jeez, this is fucking madness. No-one comes in me bare ever, but I fucking, fucking, Yes! Yes! Yes"

As she came back down, she turned back around and he handed her a tissue. He cleaned his cock too. Once she had cleaned as much as she could, she dressed and said, "I am going to clean up properly in the loo. You stay here in case Ian calls. Also, clean your spunk off the floor. We don't need Susie having any more ammunition on us."

She was back ten minutes before the call. Ian was happy with the pitch. They could go home and sleep.

Gary was fast asleep when she came home. She stripped off and cuddled up to him as he slept. She woke up at ten to an empty bed. As she walked into the bathroom, she could see Ed's dried cum crusted on her pussy lips and she blushed as she wondered if Gary saw anything when he got up.

Sandy was on a night shift when Ed came home and he crashed alone in their bed. When he woke up later that morning, she was asleep naked next to him. He left her to sleep and grabbed a shower before getting into bed to cuddle her.