Fictober Day 1
#10 - is this normal
One hand glided down Scully’s body, cupping her ass. Mulder gave it a firm squeeze. The other reached over his massive erection, guiding his bulge in his pants and rubbing himself against her stomach.
“Is this normal, doctor?” Mulder asked.
She swatted at him. “Not at work!”
“But is this normal?” He pulled her in closer, her breath hitching. His cock twitched.
“Is what normal?” She pushed him away and he relented, releasing his grip on her ass.
“To be this attracted to my wife.” Mulder pushed out his erection, accentuating the strength of his arousal for her.
Scully, despite her better judgment, couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. She knew better than to entertain his advances at inopportune times. They were no better than when they first started sleeping together, their passion intense with years of pining. The time they had been together, and apart, had done nothing to quell their attraction.
“Not in the office,” she said, turning and slapping a file down on her desk with a finality that made him wonder if he was losing his sexual appeal.
His erection drooped sadly and he released himself. Because Scully was always right, and as exciting as office sex was, they were no longer in their thirties. They were no longer young and virile. Best to save their sexual escapades for home. For their bed, or on occasion, couch.
“You’re right,” he conceded.
Scully turned and took a step toward him, so close he could smell her lipstick. She leaned in, biting his lower lip. “I’ll meet you in the bathroom in exactly three minutes,” she whispered, then turned and walked out of their office, leaving him speechless.


















