PL. an office day

An office day


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The day started as any other day for professor hershel layton. He walked to the university of gressenheller to work all day long, sometimes even until late in the evening. He mostly worked together with his lovely assistant Emmy altava, but also sometimes alone. Today was exhausting for the good old professor. he sat down on his chair for the first time that day sighing tiredly.

''shall I make you some tea professor?'' emmy asked.

''that would be lovely my dear'' he answered and closed his eyes to relax, which didn't really work at all.

Emmy poured some tea for both of them and walked over to the desk. She gave one cup to the professor and kept one herself. She sat down on the edge of his desk and looked at the tired looking man. He noticed that she was staring at him and opened his eyes slowly.

''is something wrong emmy?'' he asked.

she shrugged and looked down at her cup.

''it's just…you seem so tense..''.

he had raised an eyebrow at that and chuckled.

''tense? My dear emmy I'm fine don't you worry'' he said.

''oh….well then''.

She sipped her tea and frowned. She then looked up at him and smiled.

''would you like me to give you a massage?'' she asked.

he chocked in his tea and blushed. she giggled at his expression and continued to sip on her own tea.

''n…no thank you emmy…th..that's not necessary''.

''hmm…alright then…if you really don't want to'' she said smiling.

He took a deep breath and put on a nervous smirk.

''nah….I'm sure''.

She put away her tea and stood up from the desk. She walked over to hershel and placed a hand in front of him.

''come on get up'' she said.

he looked from her hand to her face and back. He sighed, finally giving in and took her hand. She dragged him to the couch and sat him down. She crawled behind him and placed her hand on his shoulders. She leaned forward towards his ear.

''just relax alright, I won't bite''.

He gulped, not knowing a way out of her grasp.

''I need you to take of your shirt professor'' emmy said, trying to hide her blush.

He stood up and turned around.

''do I really have to?'' he asked, also blushing.

''yes'' she smiled.

He sighed and took off his shirt. Emmy adverted her gaze, not being able to look at his chest any longer. He sat back down against her legs and sighed again.

''alright, bring it on''.

Emmy giggled and placed her hands on his shoulders. The professor tensed but relaxed rather quickly when emmy began to massage him. It was nice, really nice!

''hmm….'' He moaned.

''I assume you like it?'' emmy asked.

he chuckled.

''yes….it's really good, thank you emmy''.

''don't mention it''.

After some time of just massaging his shoulders she began to trace her way down his back, which he didn't mind at all. She was just being mild on his skin, sometimes giving o few hard tugs. She went up with her fingers and trailed her way down his back with the top of her finger, making him shiver slightly.

''ah….'' The professor moaned.

She continued on doing this a few times, giving him Goosebumps all over his back.

''professor…can I ask you something?'' emmy asked.

''yes….ask away''.

''well….when was the last time you had….sex?'' she asked, blushing slightly.

The professor tensed once again and turned around, blushing furiously.

''wh…why do you want to know?'' he asked.

she smiled at him nervously.

''you were so tense and I kinda figured out you just needed some…you know….action…''.

he sighed and closed his eyes.

''I'm not that kind of man emmy, I don't rely on just…sex...''.

''hershel…you're a man, all men have that kind of needs. Now tell me, when was your last time?''.

he adverted his gaze and blushed. he mumbled something under his breath.

''what did you say..?'' emmy asked.

he looked her in the eyes.

''6 years…''.

Emmy gasped.

''6 YEARS!that is WAY too long''.

He took of his hat and placed it on the salon table.

''I know….you see, 10 years ago…when Claire died, I didn't know what to have or like anymore. But after 4 years of being alone and I mean really alone….I needed someone around me again''.

''did you fall in love?'' emmy asked.

he looked up at her and shook his head.

''no….but as you said, I did need to…have some action. So that's when I went on a date with a girl that looked pretty and I slept with her''.

Emmy looked at him confused and placed her hand unconsciously on his back.

''but the next morning..when I woke up, she was gone. Well it is of course normal for a one-night-stand, but still…It felt wrong…I wanted her, or at least someone to still be around me''.

He looked emmy straight in her eyes and placed his hands on her legs, also unconsciously.

''I decided that I wouldn't sleep with anyone, unless I would be in love with her''.

''and….that didn't happen, did there?'' emmy asked.

''no..'' he sighed.

''maybe you need it to relax from time to time'' she suggested.

''maybe…but I don't know with who ..'' he said and slightly squeezed her leg.

Emmy blushed and adverted her gaze.

''maybe…I could hook you up or something, uhm…I don't know. I think I know a nice lady for you'' she said and looked back at him.

He blushed too and smiled.

''th…that would be nice thank you emmy…again…''.

She leaned a bit closer and hugged him from behind.

''and again…don't mention it..''.

they stayed like that for a while but exited the embrace after some time to stop causing weird circumstances. The professor put on his shirt again and grabbed his hat.

''I should probably go home, the children are already in bed, I will see you tomorrow emmy..'' the professor said and smiled.

She nodded and grabbed her stuff. They excited the building as their paths separated.

''until tomorrow….hershel'' emmy thought.

''until tomorrow…'' the professor thought.