office, he called to check on Sam and Haley. They had returned from Philly late that night. They hadn’t made it to the Whittier’s party, but had promised to be at the office by 7pm. It was now closing in on 5pm.
“Damn it, man!” Sam cried as he answered the phone. “What? Can you handle nothing without me?”
“Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Nice to speak to you. I was just calling to tell you that everything was under control and you wouldn’t need to rush down here.” He sighed.
“Oh.” He heard Sam sigh. “You just cost me an opportunity to shower with Haley.”
“Seriously, you have a lifetime ahead of you with her. Pace yourself. You don’t want to get bored.” Adam chuckled.
“Here’s the thing that you haven’t come to realize yet Adam. When you love someone, you are never bored. Every minute of every day that we have together is special, if only because I get to spend it with her .” He said earnestly.
“Well, thank you. I’ll keep that in mind. Note to self…Sam’s not bored.” He tried to make light of the serious implications of the discussion. “I’ll just let you be. See you later.” He hung up the office phone and leaned back in his chair to consider.
Cammie was the first girl he had slept with more than once. Ever. Even in high school. Already he had earned a reputation. Love them, and leave them, but never deceive them. That was his motto. He even had that as his senior quote. His parents thought it was in poor taste. He told them that he wasn’t into false advertising, and surely with the family business being what it was, they could respect that. Never was the subject brought up again.
He was gazing at the skyline an hour later when his door opened. There she stood. “I thought maybe now would be a good time to change,” she explained as she entered with a garment bag.
“Sure,” he said. “You can always use the executive bathrooms. I can show you where they are.”
She hung the garment bag on the cabinet and turned to him. “I wanted to change here,” she said simply.
Suddenly, he felt like this had very little to do with changing. He struggled to keep his cool. “Well, if you plan to disrobe in here, you should lock that door.” He watched her walk back over to the door and turn the lock. “And I’m in the middle of something, it would be a horribly inconvenient time for me to leave.” He tapped his lips with a pen that he had been holding for over an hour, but had yet to use.
“I can see that,” she smirked as she lifted her shirt over her head to reveal her perfect B cup boobs. Then a moment later her yoga pants were in a heap on the floor as well.
It was like watching the best strip tease ever. He should have had the foresight to install a pole in here. He had seen her work a tree, there was no doubt in his mind that she could rock a pole. Oh, the images rushing through his mind. When he focused again, her hair was loose and flowing around her shoulders and down her back. He wanted to stand, but then her bra came off and he couldn’t even move. Was he about to get thanked again? This being giving and honest and trustworthy thing could really pay off.
She had come over to him, taken him by the hand and led him to the couch. When she stood him before it, she dropped his pants and yanked down his boxers before pushing him back onto the waiting leather. It was cool on his bare ass, but he had nothing to complain about because a moment later, this incredible woman was making his cock warm by taking it into her body. She rode him, slowly at first. For once in his life he had no idea what to do with his hands.
Lucky for him, she was there to show him. Soon his hands were around her tiny waist. She had leaned toward him so that he could suck and lick and nip at her breasts and neck. It was incredible. He only hoped he could hold on long enough for her to get her orgasm.
“Can you?” She asked simply, the picture of beauty all pink and fresh. When he didn’t answer, she moaned and leaned down