was actually booking you an appointment when it went off.”
“Over the phone?” I smirk, imagining what that person thought.
“No, not over the phone. He was a walk-in!”
This makes me laugh harder. She stands back, letting me get it all out. Finally, when I can no longer breathe, I’m able to stand up and dry the tears from my eyes.
She smirks. “I really don’t know why you’re laughing. I came in front of some guy! He knows my ‘O’ face thanks to you!”
I want to find that funny but I can’t. Instead, I’m instantly annoyed that some man saw her in a way only I’m supposed to see her.
“He really liked the performance. He gave me his number and told me to call him. He said that if I get that excited about booking an appointment, then I’d probably get really happy about a date!” She picks up a piece of paper and shows it to me. It has a phone number and the name above it reads John Parker.
“Fuck this guy,” I say, crumpling the paper and tossing it into the trash can.
She holds out her hand. “Can I have the remote now?”
I slide my hand into my pocket where the remote is and hold it tight. “No. It’s mine.”
“You still want to play this game after that mistake?”
I think it over. No, but I like the idea of her being teased and waiting for me all day. “I promise I’ll be more careful. I swear.”
She takes a deep breath, but I can see she’s giving me the benefit of the doubt. “Fine, but another slip-up like that one and it’ll be me who doesn’t touch you tonight.”
I reluctantly agree and go back into my office. As I sit behind my desk, holding the remote in my hand, I can’t help but wonder how wet she is right now. Three times? She got off three times while I was in that one meeting? I’m going to have to be more careful, or she’s going to be exhausted before we even get home. But fuck, I bet her pussy is glowing pink and glistening right now. I can’t help but lick my lips. My will to hold out on her until we get home is crumbling. Now more than before, I want to fuck her so hard against my desk that we move it across the room. My dick hardens in my pants just from thinking about it.
I hit the button and hear a thump. She probably jumped and hit her knee on the bottom of the desk. I figure I’ll just hit the button once every 10 minutes or so. This will keep her on her toes so she’s more than ready for me by the time we get to come together.
She seems stiff as we walk across the street to go into the parking garage. Neither of us speaks as we climb into the car, and when she sits down, she crosses her legs like she needs all the added pressure she can get. I smirk to myself but don’t mention it as I drive us back home for the day.
The moment we walk in the door, she’s spinning around and jumping into my arms. Her legs wrap around my hips and I hear her skirt tear, but that doesn’t stop either of us. My hands land on her ass as I carry her into my room. I kick the door shut behind us and start stripping out of my jacket as we kiss. She’s holding on so tight, I don’t even have to hold her. Once the jacket hits the floor, my hands find her thighs, moving upward until I find the rip up the seam. I place a hand on each side, pulling in opposite directions. The fabric rips up the middle and I pull it out from between us.
I toss it to the side and lay her down on the bed. Our kiss breaks momentarily as I free myself from my pants. Her panties are still in my way, and in my haste to be inside her, I yank at them. The thin lace rips, but at least she’s bare now, allowing me to thrust inside her. As I expected, the junction between her legs is pink and glistening with her arousal. We both let out a moan at the sensation of finally being together again. We’ve been welded together more often than not lately. In fact, it’s to the point where it just doesn’t feel