“Mr Brooker, how very inappropriate. I need to go to work because I am a lowly employee, not the CEO.” Pausing, she smiled, enjoying the lack of awkwardness and their easy banter of formal titles.
“Quit then,” he said seriously, making her laugh as his lips continued to assault her ear, neck and shoulder in a series of kisses.
“I have bills to pay and as much as I would love to stay in bed with you all day, I really do have to get ready for work,” she said as she turned the tables, capturing his lips and gently kissing him before getting up. “I am happy to share a shower, if you fancy it, though?”
He leapt from the bed, already following Steph’s naked body into the bathroom. “Oh, Stephanie, I fancy it more than you would believe.”
Standingin a nude coloured satin bra and brief set, Steph was just finishing drying her hair after applying tinted moisturiser, pink lipstick and mascara when Jon reappeared in the bedroom, already dressed in black suit trousers, a white shirt and a slate grey tie.
“I’ve made you some tea, but I wasn’t sure what you ate for breakfast.” Sitting on the edge of the bed he laced up the black leather shoes he’d put on.
“Thanks, I’ll grab some breakfast on the way to work.” She fastened the buttons on her blouse she’d tucked into the trousers she’d now slipped on.
He was smiling at her reflection in the mirror. She smiled back.
“You look very sexy and I may be regretting my decision not to phone in sick.”
“Good.” Laughing he got to his feet, watching her slip her black, heeled ankle boots onto her socked feet and held the jacket out for her.
Lifting the collar of her blouse over the lapels of the jacket he bent down and kissed her cheek gently. “You look very sexy introusers too, but maybe your male colleagues will be able to keep their eyes off your tits and arse a little easier in this outfit rather than your very clingy dresses and skirts. Now go and drink your tea,” he ordered as he slipped his own jacket on.
As they stood togetherat the lift, each of them held their own briefcase. Steph reached into her bag and pulled out her phone and switched it on. She looked down and frowned as she saw that she had twelve text messages, twenty-three missed calls and voicemail alerts from Simon. She quickly slipped it into her pocket and retrieved her Oyster card. The lift arrived and she realised that Jon was staring at her.
“Where is the nearest tube station?”
“I can drop you at work,” he said.
“No, thank you. If someone sees us they will put two and two together and?—”
“Make four,” he interrupted. “Let me drop you at the tube station.”
“Okay,” she conceded as the lift arrived in the car park.
Jon pulled in at the station a few minutes later. “Is that the ex-boyfriend who is now making a habit of hassling you that’s put that frown on your face?”
She considered playing dumb, but that seemed pretty futile so nodded, which made Jon frown, so she expanded, “Yes. I have some texts and missed calls and I assume the voice mails are his too.”
“What does he say?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t looked. I will do it on the tube or when I get to work,” she replied, that having been her plan all along.
He nodded, not pushing for her to check them before leaving the car even though he really wanted to know what he wanted.“I’ll call you later, but if he makes contact at work call me because that is unfair of him to bring this to your place of work.”
She made no further reference to Simon or his messages but did nod her agreement. “Thanks for letting me leave my stuff at yours, but I will take it home with me before the weekend. I would hate for your wife to find it.” She felt a very odd sensation wash over her at the thought that she was now having an affair with a married man. Maybe the sensation was simple guilt.
“Very considerate.” He was already leaning over to kiss her gently but as she parted her lips, drawing him in, he pulled back. “You really should go now, or I will be fucking you right here, right now.”
She giggled getting out of the car, then ran across the car park and up the stairs to her platform where her train arrived almost immediately.
She had just found a seat on the tube when her phone pinged again. She pulled it out of her pocket hesitantly, but smiled when she saw her new message was from Jon.
Don’t run! Your arse sways and bounces and looks fantastic, very sexy. You make me very horny. Will call you later. Jon x
She smiled at his message,but also that he had included a kiss at the end of it.
I would have missed my train if I hadn’t run, but will consider your comments for future running. You are also very sexy and in case you hadn’t realised you make me very horny too. I will endeavour to be available when you call. Is that a kiss at the bottom of your message? Steph x (kiss)
I figured that as I have now kissed every inch of your beautiful body I could put an x (kiss), at the end of my message. Now let me go to work. Jon x (kiss) No need to (kiss) after every x
