Rating: R
Pairing: Grissom/Catherine
Summary: A sequel to the first one? Kinda self explanatory, I think.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters

"Gil? Could you come explain these files to me?" Catherine called across the hall from her office.

"Coming," Gil walked into Catherine's office and shut the door behind him.

Sara watched to make sure the door was closed and tiptoed to the lab and clicked the button to turn the intercom on. "Heh heh," she chuckled to herself. The boys were out getting lunch and Sara was all alone in the lab.

"You don't need me to explain these do you?"

"No." There was a pause, "I think you know what I need."

Sara giggled again, "Now this is what I'm talking about!"

"All too well."

After working with Grissom for almost five years Sara could recognize the smile in his voice. There was a clink of what could only be a belt being undone and two zipping noises.

"They don't waste any time!" Sara leaned in to hear every minute detail. "This is better than porn!"

Catherine let out a low moan, "Skip that, Gil," she purred, "I'm so ready and I need you now!"

"Your wish is my command, ma belle."

"Ooh! Grissom! You get me so hot when you speak French!" Sara cooed to the intercom. She looked around, "There should be popcorn."

"Ooooh!" Catherine's urgent moan broke the popcorn train of thought and Sara's attentions were back on the two supervisors. "Harder!" Catherine demanded.

"Whoo! Go Grissom! Make her work for it!"

Grissom grunted as he undoubtedly accommodated to Catherine's demand. "Faster!" She pleaded.

"Oh-oh-oh!"

"Ooh Catherine!"

"Let go, Gil!" She cried.

Another animalistic grunt reached Sara's ears as Catherine and Grissom cried out in ecstasy.

Sara looked at her watch, "Orgasm in 49 seconds, that's talent!"

"How was that?" Gil asked.

"Perfect." She said breathlessly.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Oh yeah," she raised her voice and said, "Hey Sara? Greg fixed the intercom this morning."

Sara whimpered, "Oh shit."