Slapping her ass, I give in to her reasoning. “You’re right. Now if you’re done, I’d like to open my blinds as wide as they will go and have you strip down to that banging fucking body you have.”
Her face burns bright, and she playfully shoves me. “Won’t someone see me?”
My eyebrows rise. “I’ll turn the lights off. You can dance with the light of the moon.”
A notification from her cell comes from inside her purse. She heads over to get it. “Go sit down.”
I comply and watch as she pulls her phone out of her bag and swipes the screen. She lets out a “hmm” and then hits the button to shut it off.
“What was that about?” I ask while settling myself in and getting comfortable for the show.
Her fingers grab the hem of her shirt and she pulls it up and over her head, leaving her in just a thin tank top and lacy white bra. “My boss.”
Her boss? It’s late. “Why is he texting you?” I can’t keep the jealousy out of my voice. I thought that asshole knew she was mine.
She slips her socks off and crosses the distance between us after flicking off the light. I scoot forward, going straight for the zipper of her dress pants.
“He told me to come see him in his office first thing tomorrow.” She slaps my hand. “And stop it! This is a strip tease. I do all of the stripping.”
I lie back and enjoy the show.
