Jessica was so scared that she quickly turned off the phone screen and hid the phone in the drawer of the desk.
After she found out it was me, she angrily punched me.
Jessica asked surprisingly, "What the hell! How did you get here? I locked the office door, how did you get in?"
I pointed to the half-open window behind me, "I climbed in through the window."
"Are you crazy? This is the fifth floor!"
Jessica walked to the window, looked down with fear, and saw a wide road below, with cars coming and going.
Just by looking down, she felt weak in her legs.
But at that time, I was focused on climbing in through the window to see her, so I wasn't scared.
I smirked and comforted her, "It's okay, I'm strong, I won't fall."
"Next time, just send me a message if you want to see me, don't risk so much, got it?" Jessica said, poking my shoulder with her hand.
It actually hurt a bit when she poked me.
"I just wanted to surprise you," I replied while rubbing my shoulder.
Jessica shook her head and said, "Don't turn a surprise into a scare! If you really want to surprise me, just go to my place, take a shower, and wait for me, I'll give you a key to my house later."
It seemed like Jessica was really accepting me, she could even entrust me with the key to her house, which was a very private thing.
I smiled and said, "Well, it's truly my honor."
Jessica burst into laughter, "You're so sweet-talking, so, why are you here to see me?"
Jessica didn't mind me, she just opened her phone in front of me and continued watching porn.
I leaned in next to her, and hugged her, I sat on the chair, and she sat on my lap.
She watched porn, and I watched her, playing with her hair.
We didn't do anything, but it seemed like we were doing something very ambiguous.
At that moment, my phone vibrated, making my thigh numb.
I took out my phone and saw a message from Grace: [Ethan has left, where are you?]
I quickly typed: [To avoid suspicion, I climbed out the window and ran away, you focus on your work, I'll come to find you later to report on work.]
Grace asked me in surprise: [Oh my, are you out of your mind?]
I texted her back: [Don't worry, I haven't had enough of you yet, how could I let something happen to me? Focus on your work.]
After reassuring Grace, I put away my phone and focused on being with Jessica.
Jessica asked, "What's up? Someone messaged you?"
I grinned and replied, "Yeah, Ms. White wants me to report on work to her, but I want to stay with you for now, so I declined her."
Jessica also couldn't help but smile, "So, I hold a special place in your heart."
I continued, "Of course, you're such a beautiful woman who knows how to make love, I don't know where else to find someone like you, now that I've finally met you, I must cherish you."
As I spoke, my hands had already slid between her legs.
Jessica was wearing a very ordinary pleated skirt today, the hem just covering her butt.
Now she was sitting on my lap, and the skirt had rolled up a bit.
It made it even more convenient for my hand to reach between her legs.
And it seemed like Jessica wasn't wearing any safety shorts under her skirt, just a pair of panties covering her pussy.
There were some traces left by me in the morning on her pussy, and it seemed even wetter as I touched it.
Could it be that Jessica got wet again from watching porn?
I teased, "Slut, why are you so wet? Want my big cock?"
Jessica smiled seductively, "Yeah, as soon as I sat in the office, I started reminiscing about the moment we made love."
"So, is your pussy wet because of me?" I asked uncertainly.
Jessica nodded and then shook her head, which confused me.
I asked, "What's that? Nodding and shaking your head."
Jessica explained, "Initially, I thought of you, so there were some wet marks on my panties, then I couldn't resist and watched porn, the more I watched, the wetter my panties got, and my desire for you became stronger."
It seemed like Jessica thought of me first, so her panties were a bit wet, then she couldn't stand the dampness of her panties, so she watched porn to relieve it.
But unexpectedly, instead of relieving her desire, watching porn made her even more aroused.
I pouted and asked, "Why, baby? If you wanted me that much, you could have just called me over, why endure it?"
Jessica said helplessly, "This is the office, and I have no reason to have you come to the office to see me."
I retorted, "So what? The company is so big, we can go somewhere else to make love."
Jessica rolled her eyes at me. "It's working hours now, there are people everywhere in the company, how can we go to the underground parking lot like we did in the stairwell after work? It would be too embarrassing if we were caught."
I was unwilling to quit, continuing to retort, "Then let's go to the underground parking lot, everyone is working, who would think of going to the underground parking lot? We can just make love in your car. And I remember that your car seems to have fixed tinted windows, so nobody could see us from outside."
Jessica nodded, "That's right, my car has been processed in that way."
I was excited, "Then that's perfect, let's go to the parking lot."
During the conversation, Jessica's pussy had been made so wet by me that even her office chair was wet.
Jessica reminded me, "We should go separately to avoid suspicion."
I instructed, "You go first, pretend you have some work to do outside, then I'll find an excuse to go out."
Jessica nodded and then said, "That works, but you should go first, we haven't reported our team's work yet, I need to go to Ms. White's office first."
I asked, "Alright, I'll leave first?"
"Okay, send me a message when you get there," Jessica waved at me.
As soon as I left Jessica's office, I ran into Emily, then I instantly felt guilty.
Had she already found out about me and Jessica too?
Ever since she caught me with Grace before, every time I met her after being with another woman, I had an inexplicable sense of guilt.
It wasn't guilt from betraying her, but guilt from being caught during my cheating.
I was always worried she would expose what happened between me and others, then I would be in trouble.
At the very least, many women around me might leave me and I couldn't accept that.
"Are you here to see Ms. Thomas?" I asked tentatively.
Emily stared at me and replied, "Yes, I'm here to report work to her."
Emily was Jessica's team member, she had more reason to see Jessica than I did.
"I see..." I tried to go along, while trying to find an excuse. "Ms. Taylor and Ms. Thomas are good friends, she's not here today, so she asked me to come learn from Ms. Thomas."
After that, I even shook the files in my hand.