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Hunter:I’d say I’m sorry to hear that, but the thought of your sore ass makes my balls ache. Are you wet right now?
This man is going to ruin all my underwear.
Sophie:When you say things like that, how can I not be?
Hunter:You’re such a filthy girl, Sophie.
Sophie:Oh, next time we should have sex against the refrigerator.
Hunter:Is this a fantasy?
Sophie:Something I want to try.
Hunter:How domestic. Just so we’re clear, I’ll fuck you anywhere you want.
Before I can second guess it, I respond.
Sophie:Are we talking setting or body part? *peach emoji*
Hunter:Have you done anal before?
My throat goes dry. I guess I walked into that one.
Sophie:No, but I’m curious.
Hunter:I’ll take everything you want to give me, sweetheart. Your ass included.
My cheeks warm at his last message. The idea of Hunter fucking me in the ass makes me flushed and anxious, excited, and overwhelmed.
Sophie:We’ll see.
Hunter:*peach emoji* *eggplant emoji*
It's eight-thirty in the morning, I shouldn’t be this turned on. I drop my phone in my purse and push all dirty thoughts of Hunter out of my mind.
* * *
Thursday night, I train at The Penrose. Not only is the extra money greatly needed, but the other workers are a lot of fun and my four-hour shift flies by. Friday morning, I’m exhausted. While most people are winding down their work week, I still have another full day tomorrow at the Rhinehart-Van Housen wedding.
After Johnathan and I return from a site check at Guastavino’s, I drop into my desk chair with a thud, my barely-touched salad from a quick lunch at Bistro Vendôme next to my keyboard. I should take it to the staff lounge refrigerator, but that would take energy that I don’t have.
I’m just going to close my eyes for a second. A quick power nap to get me through the rest of the afternoon.
I’ve just let my eyelids fall when I hear June approach.
“You look like you need this more than I do.”
I open my eyes to find her setting a small coffee cup next to my salad box.
“Oh, thanks. Yeah, it’s been a week.”
With my hopes of a power nap dashed, I lean forward to reach for the coffee cup.
“That’s right, you started at The Penrose last night. How was it?”
“For work, it’s pretty fun. I like the people and taking home tips in cash is great.” I open my inbox to check if Johnathan has any comments on the run sheet I sent him for tomorrow, then click into my personal email inbox. “How was your night?”
“It was good. Allen and I are trying to spice things up with phone sex. It’s been a bit of a challenge, but we’ve progressed from awkward as fuck to somewhat enjoyable.”
