Working Late….

“Why are you whispering?”

“I’m whispering because these cubicles are about as thin as paper and I can’t have my co-workers thinking I’m a freak.”

“Shut up!”

She was laughing and smiling. Smiling and whispering. I could hear it through the phone. She wanted to say more, she wanted to curse me and challenge me. But I knew she wouldn’t be that woman if she knew someone could hear.

So I was going to have some fun with her. She was working late, they all were. They all hated their boss and they were all tense. I knew right now it was better to be the guy that made her smile than the guy that made her think.

“Are you wet?”

“I’m not answering that.” She whispered lower.

“Don’t be scared, it’s a simple yes or no question. No one knows what you’re saying yes to.”


Her yes was firm, professional, she wanted people to hear that yes. She wanted to play a game. I was down to play a game.

“Can I pull your panties to the side and lick your clit until you cum?”

“Yes sir, I think we can accommodate you.”

“Can I bite your nipple through that white silk blouse while you whisper my name?”

“I’d like that very much sir.”

“Do you want to taste my sperm on your tongue?”

She paused for a couple of seconds, I could hear her breathing.

“Yes. In the matter you’re mentioning I feel like that would be a win win for both sides. Don’t you agree?”

“Can you put your finger inside of your pussy right now and tell me what the temperature is? Is it hot and warm, is it ready for my dick?”

“Yes sir, the client is ready and willing to accommodate you. All you have to do is bring the proper materials to our meeting.

Her tone was changing, it was becoming hard for her to ignore what my voice was doing to her.

“Can I cum in you.”


I wanted to ask her to play with herself, to take off her panties and put them in her purse. I wanted her to think about all the things I was going to do to her tonight while she was at work. I needed her to know my desire to please her was simply the jumping off point. Tonight we would please each other… but only after work.

“I think we have a deal then.”

“I think we do also, I’m going to get these contracts signed and I hope to be hearing from you in the near future. You have no idea how badly I want these contracts signed.”

And just like that with no warning she hung up the phone and I prepared myself for the night we had in store.

Friday nights rocked.

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