Font Size:  

I swallowed hard. “Really.”

“So if I undid the buttons of your blouse and pulled it off and cupped your breast, you wouldn’t like that?”

“No,” I squeaked out, though my heart was racing.

“And if I slipped my hand down the front of your skirt to see if you were wearing silk or lace panties, you wouldn’t like that, either?”

“No,” I said and gasped as I felt his hand on my stomach. My eyes widened as I stared at him. “What are you doing?”

“I’m checking to see if you’re wearing silk or lace panties.” He chuckled. “Though I’m willing to bet twenty dollars you’re wearing cotton.”

“Excuse me?” I said, wondering if he was really going to do it.

“I know you.”

“No, you don’t,” I said, quickly interrupting him.

“I think I do, Molly. When you got up this morning and chose what to wear for work, you said to yourself, ‘I want to dress the least sexy.’ So you wouldn’t have put on a thong. You wouldn’t have put on lace or silk undies. You would’ve put on a pair of dependable Hanes one hundred percent cotton.”

“Fruit of the Loom?” I said, winking at him.

He chuckled. “I see. So you admit it.”

“No. I’m just saying that I buy Fruit of the Loom, not Hanes. I’m not telling you if I’m wearing that or not.” I stared back at him defiantly.

“So twenty-dollar bet?” he asked me.

“I don’t know what we’re betting.”

“If you’re wearing cotton panties, you pay me twenty dollars. And if you’re not wearing cotton panties, I’ll pay you twenty dollars.”

“And how are you—” I gasped as his fingers slipped down the front of my skirt and stopped.

“A hundred dollars,” I said quickly.

His eyes twinkled at the sign, and he chuckled. “Okay,” he said, “a hundred dollars it is.”

He slipped his hand down the front of my skirt until his fingers pressed against my panties. His eyes widened as he felt the silky material of my thong. He’d been wrong when he’d thought he’d known what I was going to wear.

Initially, I had planned to wear cotton panties. But then I decided I wanted to feel sexy in the office, even if nothing was going to happen. So I’d put on a thong.

I gasped again as his fingers slipped between my legs, and he rubbed my mound gently. I closed my eyes as his fingers found my clit and slipped under the thin material.

I swallowed hard as my head fell forward. “Travis,” I said, “you shouldn’t.”

He chuckled slightly. And my eyes flew open as I realized exactly what was going on. “Travis!” I said.

He looked at me and licked his lips. I felt his fingers slip out of my panties and out of my skirt. He stared at me, and I watched as he stuck his index finger into his mouth and sucked gently. “I like an afternoon snack of honey,” he said, winking.

I felt my face going red.

“And I guess I owe you a hundred dollars,” he said. “You surprise me, Molly. I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Yeah, well,” I said softly, “I’m a woman of many surprises. You might think you know who I am, Travis, but trust me, you don’t know anything about a woman like me.”

Then I walked over to the chair and sat down and waited for him to get to his side of the desk.

Chapter 10

Source: www.allfreenovel.com