Laura spent much of every day running to the building next door. Some papers and packages were too sensitive to send by email or external courier. 

Kari was Laura’s primary contact next door and, like Laura, was an office assistant. They saw each other nearly every day and bonded over their plans to advance to a vice presidency by the time they were thirty. They could usually make the document exchange in the foyer but occasionally Laura was escorted to an executive so that he could sign off. 

The day’s envelope was stuffed full and there was a sticky note attached with “ASAP 2 sig” scrawled on it. “Oh, well,” Laura thought, “no time for a break now. Maybe Kari can take a minute for a cup while I'm there.” She made sure the drawer with her purse was locked and headed to the elevator. There was a breeze outside and Laura gripped the lapels of her blazer to cover the thin pink shell she wore underneath. The tempo of her heels’ “clack-clack” on the sidewalk increased as she raced as fast as she could in her pencil skirt from one door to the next. She ignored the lobby guard who stared at her still-stiff nipples as she signed in. “Hope your mom lets you see a whole tit someday,” she muttered as she hit the button for the ninth floor. 

Laura signed in at the kiosk and Kari showed up after a few minutes. They chatted down the hall to get the signatures. Afterwards, Kari agreed that this was a perfect time for a quick cup and brought Laura to the break room by the elevator. 

They had just gotten comfortable when Kari stiffened, staring straight ahead at nothing. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her fingers moved as if she was playing an invisible piano. Her daze only lasted a few seconds and ended with a low moan. She faced Laura, who saw the beads of sweat on Kari’s forehead and heard her heavy, labored breathing. 

“I don’t suppose you …” Kari paused, frustrated by the puzzled look on Laura’s face, “Damn!” Kari grabbed Laura’s wrist and ordered her to stay put. “I’ll be right back!” She slammed the door on the way out, shouting something that Laura couldn’t make out. 

Laura did stay put, trying to make sense out of what happened to Kari and of the commotion coming from outside the room. She tentatively peered out the break room windows, but couldn’t detect anything. She hesitated at the door and considered what to do next. Her curiosity won out over her good sense and she opened the door. 

Sounds of moaning and grunting filled the halls. There was an overwhelmingly musky odor that saturated the air. Laura cautiously stepped out and saw Kari flat on her back, spread eagle, with her skirt up over her waist getting fucked hard by a very fat man whose pants were pulled down just far enough. The fat man was mumbling between his groans about how good she felt, while she chanted, “Do it! Do it!” with every thrust. Kari noticed Laura’s wide-eyed approach and gave her an apologetic shake of her head before she closed her own eyes and drove her hips up to meet the fat man’s. 

Laura began to ask Kari what the holy hell she was doing when she heard a man’s shout behind her. “This isn’t doing it; I need to fuck you!” She whipped her head around to find two men with their flies open, jerking each other off. 

“Just do the hand-job,” barked the other man. They continued jerking a few seconds more until the first man pushed the second against the wall.  

“Dude, this isn't working!” The first man worked on removing the second one’s belt and pants. The second man gave in and unbuckled his partner’s belt. They pulled their own pants down to their knees and the second man got on all fours. 

The first man positioned himself when the second cried out, “Man! Your dick! Let me spit on your dick first!” The first guy waddled over and the second one sucked on his cock and rubbed all the spit he could on it. The first repositioned himself, added his own saliva to the mix, and plunged himself into his buddy’s ass. 

“Gawd, DAMN that feels good!” the second man shouted as he felt the slickened cock move in and out. “Dammit, Jerry, don’t just leave my dick hanging! Jerk me off!” 

Doubly stunned, Laura stepped back towards her friend who had since climbed on top of the fat man, stabbing herself with his little dick over and over while playing with her clit. His face was bright red and he looked like he might pass out. “Kari, I don’t understand!” Laura declared. 

“Uh. Just. Leave. Get. Out!” Kari panted in reply. 

Too curious, Laura advanced past her friend to investigate the sounds and smells coming from the office area. She was astonished to find that literally everyone was fucking someone else. There were couples and groups. Gender didn’t seem to matter as long as their holes were getting filled with fingers, tongues or pricks. She raced back past Kari and the fat man to get to the elevator. Pressing its buttons over and over again did not make it arrive any faster. She heard the two nearby men exclaim that they were about to cum. The one on his knees jetted his semen onto the floor as his friend emptied himself into his ass. 

She heard Kari climax and the fat man grunt as they too finished. There were wails of orgasmic relief throughout the floor. Laura was unaware that the elevator doors had opened and closed again, transfixed on what she was seeing and hearing. And smelling. The almost sickening scent of sex was everywhere. 

The men pulled their pants up and joked about having to reschedule a meeting. They walked past Laura as if it was no big deal. The one who got reamed felt he had to explain, “Hey, we’re not gay or nothing. It’s just sex, right?” Farther down the hall, the one man said, “You know, you could have pulled that thing out of my ass before you blew your load.” 

Kari addressed the fat man, “No, I mean no, it’s just sex!”  One of her hands held her panties while the other covered her pussy. She saw that Laura was still there and motioned her back into the break room. Laura followed not knowing what else to do. Kari took a couple of napkins and mopped up between her legs. As she put her panties back on she said, “I’ll bet you have questions.” Laura just nodded. Kari washed her hands at the sink. “I’ll tell you what I know. 

“A month and a half ago, people on the floor would all start feeling,” she considered her words, “feeling aroused, all at the same time and always without warning. Finally, two of them gave in and went at it in a bathroom. They weren’t discrete. They defended themselves by saying we all felt that way too. They were right, we did. They said that it was just sex and what’s wrong with that? Sex is good, right?” 

Laura nodded slightly in agreement. “And it was just sex. Those two hadn’t ever been friendly at work before and they don’t socialize after work. They practically shook hands and continued their separate ways. Weird, right?” 

“Uh, huh.” 

“So a few days later we all get that aroused feeling again. We saw a few people get that twitchy thing I’m sure you just saw happen to me. They felt like they absolutely had to fuck or else they’d die. They found each other and all hooked up. The floor managers didn’t know what to do and they certainly didn’t want upper management to find out, so they told everyone to keep quiet and that it would all blow over. ‘It’s just sex,’ they had said. 

“Well, you can guess how well that worked,” Kari continued. “The next day it hit harder than before. Almost everybody went into that trance and came out of it looking for a partner. Whoever was closest was good for a fuck, it really didn’t matter. Women with women, men with men, women with men, they all ended up fucking whoever. It was really awkward at first but we’re all pretty much used to it by now.” 

Laura was still lost. “But why? What’s making you do this?” 

“We don’t know. Human Resources said they’re looking into it but I doubt it.” Kari took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. “It doesn’t affect us away from the office either, or anyone we live with.” She took a drink. “But nobody wants to leave now, either.” 

“I want to leave,” Laura declared. 

“Yeah, I think you should.” They headed for the elevator. “I won’t let you past the foyer again. I don’t know whether or not you’ll be affected now. Like I said, we never know when it’s going to hit, otherwise you wouldn’t have been allowed in here this time.” 

Laura watched her friend disappear as the doors closed. She couldn’t get over how much Kari seemed to accept and really enjoy this, “just sex.”  

Laura convinced someone else to run the package over the next day. and she texted Kari to make arrangements to not be in the foyer at the same time in the future. On the following day, late in the morning, Laura started fantasizing about finding someone to go out with on Saturday night or maybe Friday. She never had a booty call. It’s OK for the girl to initiate a booty call, right? She absent-mindedly rubbed herself over her skirt as she considered her options. After just a few seconds of rubbing, she froze. 

Shit. 

She texted Kari. “Is it happening?” There was no immediate reply. She tried again, getting increasingly agitated. Not able to wait for an answer, Laura headed to the ladies’ room and scurried to the last stall. She hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties down, easily sliding in a finger, and then two. She plunged them in and out, trying not to make any noises. Her body soon quivered with her climax. She smelled and then tentatively licked her fingers. Not bad, she thought, before she realized what she had just done. She got herself together, washed up and returned to her desk. Her phone was still where she dropped it and she saw Kari’s reply: “Yes. Don’t ever come back.” 

Whenever “it” happened after that, Laura found that she could control the stirrings. It wasn’t so bad, feeling ultra-sexy for a little while every day or so. 

She managed to get her messenger duties transferred after convincing them that she had paid her dues and was ready for more responsibilities. She missed Kari but was happy to more or less move on. 

Then one day Laura was called into her boss’ office for a new project where she was startled to find Kari there. Kari looked scared; scared and worried. 

“Laura, I believe you know Kari, and this is her associate, Alec Grouse.” They greeted each other and took their project packets to the conference room. 

When the door shut, Laura exclaimed, “Oh my god is it OK for you to be here? Is he, a-affected too?” 

Kari’s voice quivered as she answered. “Yes, Alec is “affected.”  No, I don’t know if it’s safe for us to be here or not. I mean, it’s been safe for us when we go home or out, but we’ve never interacted with anyone like you, who was exposed but got away. Look, we should get as much work done as we can now, and try to do it all remotely in the future.” 

“I was told about you,” added Alec. “I know it’s weird and all, but I hope you can avoid it.” 

“Alec really doesn’t mind it,” said Kari, “unlike most of the others.” Alec just shrugged. 

They opened their packets and laptops to plan their work, taking turns projecting on the two conference room screens. They wrapped things up as soon as they could and had their plans in place to never have to meet in person again. 

It didn’t matter, though. 

Laura suddenly felt very, very relaxed and serene. She didn’t want to move and wasn’t sure she could if she had wanted to. She faced her partners, likewise staring blankly; contented. She watched Kari’s head tip back when suddenly the room was washed away. Laura felt stimulation radiating from between her legs, filling her body with a passion that dominated her every thought. She was unaware of her eyes rolling back or of her fingers twitching. Everything stayed black for a few seconds before she came to. She saw that Kari was already tugging at Alec’s belt even before he came out of the trance himself. Laura knew what had to be done and yanked her panties down, tossing them aside. 

Laura assisted Kari with Alec’s pants. They pushed him down on his back and each pulled on a pant leg. As Kari removed her panties, Laura dragged down Alec’s boxers revealing what was probably the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. She turned her back to him, placed her palms on the floor, and easily slid herself onto him. She reveled in the sensation of being filled. They wasted no time in establishing a tempo as she lifted and dropped herself on his pulsating shaft. At times she paused and pressed down on him hard, forcing him even deeper inside. 

Kari shoved her cunt onto Alec’s face. “Eat it! I want to feel your tongue all the way to my throat!” As she ground on his mouth, he pushed a finger inside while she assaulted her clit. She moaned incessantly as she gyrated on his face.  Alec switched fingers and drove the one wet with Kari’s juices into Laura’s ass. She ceased fucking for half a second at the new sensation, then tightened herself around it and resumed rocking his dick. 

Alec knocked Kari aside, pushed Laura up onto her hands and knees and resumed pounding her, doggy-style. Kari, instantly frustrated, hastily crawled and knelt in front of Laura and demanded, “Your turn,” as she shoved Laura’s face down between her legs. 

Laura had never even thought about eating pussy before and wasn’t sure how to start. The aroma was heavenly and she began lapping the dripping, open slit. She got Kari to lie on her back, making her sex more accessible. She covered Kari with her mouth and drove her tongue inside. Kari moaned in approval, as Laura glided her tongue across her labia and clit, switching between licking and sucking. 

Alec had continued his thrusting and gave Laura a tentative slap on the ass. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that but was having too much fun between Kari’s legs to care. He gave her a harder slap, and then one even harder. Sure it was just sex, but she didn’t like the pain. 

“Not so hard! Ride me, don’t whip me!” 

Alec responded by withdrawing his cock and sliding it slowly into her ass. Laura paused in place, feeling it glide as it was stuffed inside. “OH! OK, oh yeah,” she exclaimed as they began a new ride. She reached between her legs to massage herself and felt her liquors pouring down her arm. 

Kari insisted on more attention. “Put a finger in me!” Laura did, stroking it in and out as she continued her feast. “Another!” Laura obliged. She inserted the second and then an unbidden third. She found all the spots that made Kari quiver. Laura turned her wrist and wiggled her fingers as she explored Kari’s tunnel. “Put in another!” Kari screamed even as she added one her own fingers to the mix. As Laura started to insert another Kari cried out, “Oh, God, just put them all in!” 

Laura was afraid she would hurt her companion but did her best to comply despite Alec knocking her off-balance from behind. Even while Kari was desperately trying to gobble up Laura’s fingers, Laura made sure her whole hand was lubricated, collecting and smearing Kari’s fluids to make her hand as slick as possible. She slowly inserted the fingers as a group. When the thumb was half-way in, Kari grabbed Laura’s wrist and jammed in the rest of her hand herself. “YES!”  

Laura recovered quickly from Kari’s surprise move and started to flex her fingers inside while rotating her wrist. Kari huffed as she rubbed her clit against Laura’s arm. Laura shouted back to Alec to, “Pull that god-damned thing out of my ass and fuck me for real!” Alec obliged and drove his prick into her very wet pussy as they furiously pounded against each other. Alec smacked her cheeks again, this time for encouragement rather than pain. “You got it, cowboy, drive me home!” 

Kari’s orgasm had been trapped deep inside her, teasing her. She drew in a breath, and then another, not able to exhale until her climax exploded from its hiding place and radiated throughout her body. Wave after wave raced from her belly to the ends of her fingers and toes. Her cunt was gripped tight on Laura’s still-embedded wrist. 

Laura and Alec joined her as they too peaked as if the waves crashed through Laura and into Alec and back again. Alec jetted an ungodly amount of jism into Laura as a flood of her own fluids poured onto the floor. Kari withdrew Laura’s hand and they all collapsed, drenched in sweat and cum.  

When their minds returned to reality, they were hopeful that nobody came in while they were engaged. They got dressed and collected their computers and papers. Alec told Kari he’d see her back at the office and left. Laura brought Kari to the ladies’ room, making sure it was unoccupied. 

“I’ll tell housekeeping that someone got sick in there,” Laura said. “Hopefully they won’t guess otherwise.” The women cleaned themselves the best they could. “I’ve never done that with a woman before.” 

“I hadn’t either. Before, you know.” Kari didn’t know what else to add. “Before.” 

“But it’s just sex, right?” 

“Yeah. That’s right.” Kari checked herself in the mirror a final time. 

“What happens to me now?” Laura asked with a little tremble in her voice. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Kari. 

“I don’t know,” Kari replied. “I don’t have an answer. Maybe there aren’t any answers.” She kissed Laura on the cheek and walked out without saying anything more. Laura followed her out and watched as the elevator doors closed. She called housekeeping from the conference room, snuck to her desk to get her purse and left without saying goodbye. 

Laura had made it through the rest of the week and all weekend without so much of a twinge of lewd thoughts or feelings. That came to an end late Monday afternoon when that wonderful feeling of relaxation washed over her again. She came out of her trance with that urgent need to fuck. She crossed her legs and bit down on her arm trying to will the need away. I can’t just grab someone! What will they think? They’d throw me out! Maybe I can make it next door. She doubled over, not with pain exactly but with an overwhelming feeling of emptiness. 

She stood to find someone, anyone, to fill her need when she heard someone exclaim, “Heather! Raul! What the hell are you doing?” With hope, Laura ran through the cubicles to find two of her office mates, slacks around their feet, fucking furiously on the edge of a desk. Laura advanced to join them when two men stumbled out from another cube with their rock-hard dicks in their hands. 

“C’mon George, give it a suck!” 

“Fuck you, you suck mine first!” 

Laura smiled at her fortune. She called to them, “Right here boys, two holes, no waiting!” as she peeled off her panties and lifted her skirt. They both plunged into her, front and back, where she stood, in full view of the rest of the office. 

“What are you all gawking at?” She sighed. “It’s just sex.”