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She nodded her head. She wasn’t sure she would have used the words solid relationship, but then got thinking, yes, she was in one.
And because of that, she was going to do something tonight that wouldn’t make her seem so plain.
* * *
“Didyou come here straight from work?” Ivan asked when Kendra walked in the door.
“No. I went home and changed.”
He lifted his eyes over the fact she was wearing a skirt and heels with a button-down shirt. Her hair was still pulled back at the base of her neck, her glasses on her face.
“You don’t normally wear a skirt to work, do you?”
“No,” she said. “I told you I went home and changed.”
“Into dressier clothes?” he asked. His mind was running away from him. All he could see was that she looked like a sexy librarian.
“Yes,” she said, moving closer to him. She’d put her bag on the floor by her feet, her hands running up and down his shirt. “What do I look like to you?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t,” she said, her mouth just a whisper away from his.
“Are we going to play out a fantasy tonight?” he asked.
His hands went to her waist, moving up and down her sides over her shirt mimicking her gesture.
“We are,” she said. “If you want to?”
“I think that is a crazy question,” he asked.
“Then why don’t we go to your office,” she said.
She turned toward the door, then walked over and shut the blinds.
“I wish I had some books in here on shelves so that I could ask you to get them for me.”
She laughed. “That was what I was going for. You know, my mother told me once I should put my contacts in and let my hair down and I almost did that, but I got thinking you might like this better.”
“I think I’d like them both, but definitely this.”
She smiled at that and moved closer, put her hands on the front of his desk and bent over to look at some papers that were upside down.
She turned them around. “So what have you been working on? Do you need my help?”
He moved behind her, his hands on the back of her thighs, pushing her skirt up slowly. “I could use your help with something, but it’s not in front of you.”
“Is it behind me?” she asked.
“It is,” he said. “Shit.”
He got the skirt up around her waist and saw she had a black thong on.
“Do you like it?”
“Enough that I’m not sure I’ve got much in me to role-play too long.” He dropped his hand down between her legs, found her dripping wet and said, “Doesn’t seem like you do either.”
“I might have been imagining this all day,” she said. “More so when I was dressed and in the car coming here to do it.”
