and big office desk of yours, perhaps?”
Braden’s hand tensed on my ass. After a mere second of contemplation he pulled a plastic card out of his pocket and handed it to me. “The key to my office. I’ll meet you there in five.”
“You got it.” I grinned, easing gently from his hold.
I’d only walked a few steps away, feeling his eyes on the skin revealed by the short blue and yellow mini version of Snow White’s dress I wore. I turned back to him. “Oh and Mr. Bond,” I raised an eyebrow at him, “I expect to be shaken, not stirred.”
Braden threw his head back in laughter, attracting attention from nearby dancers, but he didn’t even notice. “Don’t worry, babe. I’ll shake you and the desk you’re on,” he promised, giving me a cocky smile before heading back into the crowds toward the other side of the club.
Feeling pleased with myself, I strutted up the stairs to Braden’s office. I shut the door behind me, my eyes lighting up at the sight of the desk.
“Good times.” I sighed happily, knowing tonight we’d add a few more memories to this room.
Reaching behind me, I caught hold of the zip on my dress and eased it down. The taffeta costume slipped off easily and I shivered in the chilly office air, standing there in nothing but a bra, panties, thigh highs and heels. That was familiar too.
Dumping the dress on Braden’s chair, I sidled around the desk and began clearing what little was on it to the very edges. Satisfied, I hopped up onto it and crossed my legs. Facing the door, I waited.
And waited.
And waited.
I was just sliding off the desk, ready to find my fiancé and kill him, when the office door opened and he walked in.
I immediately burst out laughing.
His eyes washed over me as he shut the door and seeing me in my underwear made his glower darken.
That just made me laugh harder.
Dripping down his face, pooling across his broad shoulders and falling in icky glops down his tuxedo was green gunk. The look on his face was priceless.
“Stop laughing,” he warned me.
Of course like always I did not heed the warning. I finally calmed enough to wheeze out, “What happened?”
“My doormen let the Ghostbusters into the club. They brought ectoplasm.”
I let out another cackle of laughter. “Oh man,” I struggled to breathe, “I’m going to pee myself.”
The narrowing of his eyes was the only warning I got before he moved across the room faster than I thought was possible. He folded around me, squeezing me in a bear hug as he rubbed his goo-covered face over mine. I squealed, trying to get away from him, but Braden laughed, scooping ‘ectoplasm’ off his tuxedo as he pushed my wig off and rubbed the gunk into my hair. We got into a wrestling match, except the goal was to cover the other as much as possible in the green crap.
My shoe slipped on said gunk, my leg flying out beneath me. In Braden’s attempts to right me, his own feet slipped. “Whoa!” He wrapped his arms around my waist as we fell so that he landed on the floor and I landed on him.
A few seconds after impact and Braden’s pained grunt, I pushed up off him to look into his face. As soon as our eyes met we burst out laughing again.
We laughed so hard my stomach hurt.
Wiping at my eyes, I rolled off him so I could lie on the floor at his side.
“So much for sexy desk time.”
Braden huffed. “What’s not sexy about ectoplasm and James Bond?”
I chuckled. “Now there’s a sentence I never thought I’d hear.” I pushed up onto my elbows to gaze down my body at my now ruined lingerie. “This was expensive underwear.”
“Well this tuxedo was a rental.”
I glanced at it, smiling. “Woops. There goes your damage deposit.”
“Note to self: Ban anyone dressed as the Ghostbusters next year.”
“Yup,” I agreed. “So what now?”
His gazed roamed over me. “Now I get you home so I can wash the ectoplasm off you.”
“Ooh… will you replace the ectoplasm with an orgasm?” I grinned. “See what I did there?”
Braden nodded solemnly. “My girl is sexy and smart.”
“I did go to college you know.” I attempted to get to my feet elegantly, but slipping again in the goo kind of destroyed my efforts. Luckily I managed to keep my balance this time. Carefully, I walked around the desk and retrieved my dress. I shot the desk a