“Well, I?—”
“If you want to fuck around at work, do it on your phone and don’t use the company Wi-Fi. We monitor that too.”
A crowd has gathered, and people are peeking out of their cubicles. So I stand on a chair and shout. “I know that no one reads memos, but don’t have shit open in the background and your IX will work. So stop searching for cat videos and easy Christmas decorations made from toilet paper tubes or whatever the fuck else.”
“We’re ready for you now.” Someone comes in to grab me. She seems nervous, but I jump down and get a few nasty looks as Ileave. They can all fuck themselves. This is their job. They don’t get paid to fuck around all day.
We made some progress on the program today, but since I had to explain things to everyone in the world, we’re not done yet.
Now I’m pacing the floor in my fancy-ass hotel room and antsy as shit. I already called my dad, and Izzy, and there’s nothing on TV. Stupid time zone change means it’s three hours later than I’m used to. What else am I going to do until I can fall asleep?
I could go out and find someone to fuck, but that means getting dressed and calling my driver. All of that sounds like too much work. Not that it ever stopped me before. I’d already be balls deep in someone, but…
I could text Whit,
OrI could read a book.
I grab my e-reader and get comfortable on my bed, but it isn’t long before I find my thoughts drifting back to a sexy lumberjack bottom. So I give in, grab my phone, and send him a text.
How’s your ass?That should let him know who this is.
7
WHIT
I’m just getting ready for bed when my phone chimes. It’s not that late, but I can’t think of anyone who would be texting me.
Unless it’s Leo!
Please let it be Leo. I cross my fingers and pray it’s him.
It’s a number I don’t recognize. It could be him.
How’s your ass? *Peach emoji*
A laugh bursts from me. It must be Leo, so I add his number to my phone.
I love the sting, especially when I’m in meetings. It makes me feel dirty.
You are a dirty boy. Letting me fuck you on the table.
I shiver and palm my dick. Just remembering it gets me all hot.
I’d let you fuck me anywhere.
Too bad I’m out of town, because I would really love to pound your ass.
I want that, but since he’s out of town, I better dial back the lust.
Where are you?
Company US headquarters in NY. I hate it here.
Me too, but I grew up there. Why do you hate it?
Too crowded, too much traffic, too much noise. Why do you hate it?
Too crowded, too much traffic, too much noise.
