Page 10 of Devil In A Suit, Vol. 2

“Him.”

“Wait, him on you.”

“No, other way around.”

“Damn girl, so you can give me the dirty deets on his dick, right?”

“Still in the Chinese place, Janet,” I tell her with a giggle.

“Ugh, fine. Ok, so you went down on him. Did you get a little something something too?”

“Yes,” I say, the word sounding as definitive as my orgasm felt.

“Well that sounds like something. So no oral for you. Tell me it wasn’t just fingers.”

“No,” I say, and then I hear her squeal on the other end of the line so loudly that I have to pull the phone away from my ear. The elderly woman next to me definitely hears it, and she scoots two seats down to get away from me.

“Please tell me he teased you with that big cock of his,” she pleads.

“How did you know it was big?” I reply.

“Because a man doesn’t whip it out at the office unless he’s packing heat. And oh my god I need some serious details. Can we get together tonight? Oh wait, I have to go back to work and set up for the stupid opening of the world’s grossest art show. Maybe later this week?”

“Definitely,” I tell her. “I’ll give you details then.” Except for the fact that this is my billionaire boss and CEO of the company. I feel a twinge of guilt for lying to her. I’m pretty sure Janet’s never held anything back from me. But I know what she’ll say, and I’m not ready to let go of this incredible fantasy yet. If I think too hard about it, it’ll all dissolve around me, and I’d much rather live right in the middle of it. I want the possibility of his bed.