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“You look great,” he said, and he looked sincere.
He smelled like he’d already had a drink or two, and instantly he was motioning to a waiter.
“White wine for us,” he said, as if we were in a private restaurant and not at a work party. We were a bit secluded, off to the side a bit, and I tried not to wonder about what that meant for me and the promotion I was after.
But as I drank the wine Tony’d ordered, and we began our meals, I started to relax.
It was nice at first. We made fun of our co-workers, we talked about our favo
urite shows, and as the wine kept flowing, I was starting to really enjoy myself.
Tony leaned in as the waiter left our glasses full once more, his voice low as he whispered to me. Though it took a moment for the words to sink in, as I felt his hand touch along my bare thigh, just above my knee. I could have taken it as an innocuous touch, except for how he kept grazing his knuckle up and down the flesh as he spoke.
“I think you should give me your first dance,” he’d said, the words so much more innocent than his touch.
But the way he said it, the huskiness in it... that set me on fire.
How long had I fantasized about him?
The entree had just finally arrived, distracting me from answering, but his hand didn’t go anywhere. Judith to my left turned and asked me something or complimented the food, I wasn’t certain, because just as she did, Tony’s hand snaked up my inner thigh.
I couldn’t believe it. People were watching! We were in public!
He was shameless about it all, looking so casual as he felt up my soft inner thighs, let his hard fingertips roam over my flesh. All while I was forced to make small talk with the boring Judith beside me. He certainly didn’t make the task any easier, but when he leaned back over to murmur into my ear, it was hard to argue with how nice it felt.
“You look really, really great tonight,” he said with that wine-tinged breath, his voice so husky and low, so deliciously masculine.
I was trying to act calm, to not let him get to me, but I knew I must have been blushing. I only hoped the dim lights would protect me from Judith’s judging eyes. Luckily she quickly returned to the other person beside her, and I brought my hand to Tony’s, trying to push him away from my radiating heat.
“Tony,” I said, though it came out almost on a giggle instead of the stern voice I was trying to use.
He grinned back at me, laughing a little as that strong hand lingered, lightly trailing along my inner thighs up towards my feminine heat. He came so close… but retracted as we laughed and smiled.
“How about that dance, huh?” he persisted, trailing his fingers on down to my knee, his other hand upon the back of the booth. “I’ve been waitin’ all year for this chance to snag the prettiest lady at the office for some dancing.”
And even though I knew it probably wasn’t a great idea, it was a good excuse to get away from the table, to find somewhere a bit less risky. Not that I was against flirting with him. Hell no! If I went home with Tony? Yea, I’d be okay with that.
I let him take my hand and lead me from the table, to downstairs where they were playing some upbeat holiday music that I’d hate if not for the wine. I looked at him, brightly, feeling so nervous and yet excited.
Tony was a tall guy, broad shouldered and well-built judging by what I could see through his business suits. When he put his hand upon my hips and I wrapped my arms about him in return, I could get a better idea of just how good of shape he was in.
A nice, hard body beneath all that, so firm and muscular. He told me once he jogged each morning and hit the gym on his lunch break, but our schedules were a bit off so I never got to see the evidence of it. Until then.
Together our bodies swayed to the music, his natural musk lightly tinged with some cologne.
“I’m so glad you were here,” he said to me in a quiet husk. “I was afraid I’d show up for nothin’ more than a free meal and some drinks.”
“Two free drinks,” I confirmed. “I was going to go with eggnog and bourbon so I could have one of those nice holiday fights with my coworkers instead of my family this year.” I was trying to be funny, but my voice was coming out tinged with so much lust. He’d really done a number on me, touching my leg like that.
It only got worse as we danced, the dark room increasingly crowded with the bodies of so many other employees, most of whom I couldn’t even recognize. The company was so big, after all. But it meant there was little fear of gossip when Tony’s hand strayed low from my hip and rounded the swell of my ass.
“Mm, I know what you mean,” he said in agreement. “Arguing with motorists or shoppers beats family feuds even,” he agreed with that dry humour of his own, leaning his head down so my smooth cheek brushed against his lightly stubbled jaw.
Maybe some of them just figured we were married, dating, whatever. It didn’t matter, because I was grinding into him just as lewdly, my face flushing bright. He felt so good, and I could already detect a bit of hardness there against my hips as we danced.
“I know what you mean,” I purred back, my arms wrapped around his neck. “Especially when I’m still single. Parents aren’t happy.”
Those simple words were enough to make two things happen: his hands to tighten their grip on my two ass cheeks, and for his dick to jump with a throb against me. There was no denying the interest there, as he moved with me. That big, tall masculine physique so comforting and warm.
