“We ended up in his walk-in closet, standing in front of a rack of ties, and I was looking at them, and he pressed himself close against my back—”
“Did he have a stiffy?” Claudia asks.
Abigail, Sandra and Sally giggle like school girls, and I roll my eyes. “I couldn’t quite tell actually.”
“Uh, well,” Claudia says. “That’s no good. I’d be concerned about that if I were you.”
I shake my head. I have more grave concerns to mull over, like how I’m going to keep my job after this fiasco. “And then I whispered, ‘Kiss my neck.’ And he did. He kissed the back of my neck so softly, I could have died.”
“Oh, God, that’s hot,” Claudia gushes. “Someone bring me a fan.”
“That’s when I turned to him,” I continue, relishing in the sinful memory of it. “And he kissed my collarbone, and I reached for a kiss and he pushed me away. That’s the story. Are you happy now?”
“What a tease.” Claudia blows out a breath. “Your boss is a tease.”
“I don’t know,” I say in an attempt to defend him. “I just think he got carried away, and then realized what he was doing. He’s my boss. He can’t be kissing me.”
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Abigail chimes in.
Sandra and Sally both furiously nod in quiet agreement. Lorraine just gives me the evil stare.You little slut, it whispers.
“What about you, Abby?” I say, desperate to change the subject. “How are things with Abe? How is the baby making project going?”
She blushes. “Well. Very well. No baby yet, but we’re having fun.”
I smile, happy for her. She has the world at her feet. She’s marrying the love of her life, and working on a family. Her little boy or girl will surely have a sibling too. Sometimes I get sad at the thought that it might just be the two of us, Ethan and I.
I would have loved for him to have a little brother or sister.
