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Monica comes around my desk, standing next to my chair as she bends over to look at the email. While she’s doing that, I push my rolling chair away from the desk, so I have a better view of her behind.
“It looks fine,” she says, making a move to stand back up.
“Are you sure? Can you just look at it one more time? It’s important,” I say, not letting my eyes move from her ass.
“Okay,” she says, humor in her voice.
She’s definitely onto me.
With Monica back to looking at the email, I allow my hand to raise up and rest on her backside, moving it back and forth.
“You’re shameless,” she points out but doesn’t make a move to stop me from touching her.
“What can I say? You’re irresistible,” I tell her honestly, letting out a noise of protest when she stands back up.
“Everything looks fine. I’m going back to work,” she replies as she begins walking away from my desk.
“You don’t want to stay just a little longer? We could do something fun,” I say with a smirk, knowing just the type of fun I’m looking to have.
“I think I’m good on the fun right now. My boss can be tough on me if I slack off,” Monica answers, not paying me any more mind as she exits my office.
Going back to my work, it takes me nearly thirty minutes to send two emails. My mind is too clouded with thoughts of Monica for me to focus. Maybe if I could see her one more time, then I’ll be able to get it out of my system.
My fingers move quickly across the keys, shooting off one more, “Please see me.”
“You have got to come up with a better way to communicate,” Monica complains as she steps back into my office.
“I’m usually not telling my assistant to join me this much,” I say, pushing away from my desk and turning to the side as I await Monica’s approach.
She doesn’t ask for any explanation as she walks towards my spread legs, standing in between them. I let my hands rest on the back of her thighs, letting them drag up and down, spending extra time resting on her ass.
How I’d love to see it now.
“You’ve got to stop calling me in here. We both have work to do,” Monica tries to say sternly, but she can’t help a smile from peeking out.
“I know,” I say, drawing out the word. “But I can’t help myself. I’m extra wound up today.”
Monica entertains me a little longer, standing between my legs and letting her fingers card through my hair. But eventually, to my dismay, she pulls back.
“I’m going back to work,” she says softly before bending down to press a soft kiss to my lips. “But I’ll see you later. After work.”
She exits my office, leaving me to try and force myself to concentrate. I make it about an hour before my mind is overcome with thoughts of her, especially about the time I had been fingering her at the dinner table. It’s hot that she likes doing such things in public.
But I’ll see you later. After work.
Well, considering I’m the boss, that can be arranged.
Standing up from my desk, I collect my things and turn off my computer. I think with all the long nights I’ve been pulling recently, I can afford to shave a few hours off my workday this afternoon.
As I exit my office, Monica looks at me in surprise.
“Come on. We’re leaving,” I say as I wait patiently by her desk.
She looks confused but begins packing up her things.
“Why? We have work to do,” she questions while standing up from her chair.
“And we can do it tomorrow or bring it home. But right now, we’re leaving,” I tell her as I begin walking to the elevator, hearing Monica fall into step behind me.
