I had boxers on. That could work.
I shucked my shirt off, then my pants, and grabbed my phone when it dinged and Ben knocked on the side of my office door.
My man coming through!
“How did you know to come through the office?”
He gave me a look that asked how he couldn’t know. “Two burgers? Melinda’s car is stil here. You guys go from hate to dislike on a good day. I put two and two together. Goodluck,” he chuckled, handling met the bag of food and drinks.
“I’ll be needing it,” I muttered.
“Don’t I know it. Let me know how it goes,” he winked. “I gotta get back. Mary might injury someone when I’m not there to control that temper of hers.”
“Thanks for this, man.”
“No, sweat.” Ben left, leaving shoeprints in the snow and I closed the door.
The smell of the food made my mouth water and I went to walk out the office door when I remember I’m almost naked.
I debated to put on a shirt, I did, but I wanted her attention for some reason. I took a deep breath when my nerves caused a fluttering sensation in my belly and forged ahead. , I met Melinda at the reception area again where she was still working.
I didn’t bother her. I wanted her to notice me first.
Her nose sniffled the air when she smelled the food and when she realized where the food was coming from, she squealed, covering her eyes, “What are you doing!”
“I’m heading toward the hot tub. Want to join me?” shaking the bag of food at her.
She shook her head. “No, I’m okay.”
“Come on. You’ve got to be hungry. It’s been a long day. It’s deserved. You did well in the meeting. You’ve got a lot of great ideas. Let’s just relax and not bite each other’s heads off and instead, yet these burgers and get in the jacuzzi” I said.
“I don’t have a suit.”
“Me either,” I grinned, pulling the chair back and took a seat at the bar. Melinda placed her pen down and pushed the paperwork aside, taking a seat next to me. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to scare her off. I reached into the bag and took out the burger and fries, sliding them along the bar top until they were in front of her.
She licked her lips. “It smells so good.” The moan that left her mouth made my cock jerk but only wearing briefs, I knew I had to control myself before the situation became more awkward. Melinda unwrapped the burger and took a big bite, ketchup getting on either side of her cheeks as she moaned again.
Damn it, she had to stop doing that.
“Oh my god, thank you. This is…” she took another bite. “Amazing. I’m so hungry.” I could hardly understand her since her mouth was full, but I found it enjoyable watching her eat with such enthusiasm.
“Not a problem. I figured I could treat you since you’ve been working so hard.” The lettuce crunched as I bit into my own burger. Mmm, it was good. Ben knew how to make the best burgers in town. No doubt.
“What do you want?” she asked skeptically, shoving a few fries in her mouth along with another bite of the burger. How did it all fit?
It made me wonder what else she could fit that mouth and my cock jumped again. Maybe burgers weren’t a good idea. This wasn’t supposed to be a sexy food and with the way she was scarfing it down, it wasn’t sexy, but I found it to be almost too much to take.
“I don’t want anything. I’m tired too, Melinda. I’m hungry. We are here late. I’m waving the white flag for now.” I grabbed my drink and washed my burger down with some Coke.
She nodded, but didn’t say anything. Melinda didn’t believe me. She licked her fingers one by one and I bit my lip to hold back a groan as her tongue wrapped around the slender digits. Okay, we needed to get into he hot tub to hide my erection that I couldn’t fight anymore.
“That was good. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me, just come with me to the hot tub.” . I might have flexed a little as I stood, making my muscles seem more defined as I gave her my backside. I continued down the hall until I came to the door that led outside to a certain part of the deck. The jacuzzi had rustic wooden walls, but a glass roof so the guests could see the stars. So I could see the stars. It was beautiful, and tonight it was clear, and the stars were out by the millions.
I turned on the jets, letting the water bubble and steam rose into the cold air. I didn’t even dip a toe in. I jumped in, groaning when the water seeped into my aching skin, soothing my core. I leaned my head back and watched the sky when the door opened. I turned to see Melinda stripping. First, starting with her pants, showing those long-tanned legs. Then, she grabbed her shirt, and once it came off, I saw that her breasts were pushed up by a black bra, which made my mouth water. She had matching underwear, a flimsy lace material that I could rip off with my teeth. Not that I would.
My cock jerked, showing too much interest as she got into the same tub as me. I felt like I was back in high school now, but we were older, the situation was different. I was old enough to fuck her now. Properly fuck her.
But she was an employee, and I was her boss.
What good could come from that? And why the hell had I suggested she get in the tub with me? How did “let’s make up over dinner” turn into “let's make up in the hot tub?”
Clever. Very fucking clever. Not.
