dnommo
02-13-2002, 11:47 AM
Knock! Knock! “Sir you have a call on line one.”
“Thank you,” he replies as he awaits the call to transfer in, “hello?”
“So am I really what you want?” speaks a gentle voice on the other end.
“Didn’t I prove that this morning?” he speaks attempting not to smile as his heart races from thoughts of their early morning escapades.
“Well maybe, but I wanted to be sure. Sometimes we say things just to get something,” she speaks confidently as the sounds of traffic muffle her voice, “When can I see you again?”
“When do you want to see me?” he speaks as he sits up from the discomfort from his body reacting to her question.
“Now,” she seductively speaks to him as he reaches for the bottled water hoping it would cool his increasing rising temperature.
“Well I’m at work right now so I can’t see you...How about later?”
“Now…I need to see you now.” The sounds of an ambulance blares through the phone sounding quite similar to the sounds outside his 8th floor office window.
“Where are you?” He stands up to look out the window hoping to see someone familiar. “Are you nearby?”
“Does it matter? I really need to see you now.” The sounds of traffic has been replaced with soft music and an infrequent bell ringing. “I can’t stop thinking about you. I need to be close to you right now.”
He puts the phone on speaker and closes his office door. Pacing around the room he tries to collect himself and calm down his now painfully throbbing libido. “I have a meeting this afternoon. Can I see you after that?”
“No,” she speaks in a demanding and seductive manner, “Now.”
As he figures out a way to convince her to wait until later, he receives a knock at the door.
“Sir, your 10:00 is here,” speaks the secretary as she slightly opens the door, “shall I, umm, send them in?”
Frantically trying to end his call and gather himself he signals to her to let them in. Her stares out the window as he speaks to his caller. “I really hafta go. My new client is here so can we meet later?”
“I meant what I said when I told you now,” speaks a slender built woman as he turns around to see her standing before him dressed in a long beige trenchcoat. “Mr. Williamson I presume.”
Leaning back against the window looking surprised, he gathers himself and tells his secretary, “Hold my calls.” He extends his hand to shake the ladies hand. “So you’re Ms.James.”
“it is a pleasure to finally meet you, Davon. Can I call you Davon?” She reaches for his hand when he pulls her towards him and wraps his arms around her.
“I would like that very much.” He leans her slightly to the left as he unties her coat allowing the belt to fall to the floor. He slides his hand inside her coat near her knee and slowly glides his hand under her skirt. She lets out a slight moan as he draws closer to her already moistened inner thigh. As he reaches further in he finds her panties already dripping wet so he squeezes gently yet confident as she exhales heavily and he kisses her passionately. She reaches down and grabs his painfully throbbing member and, realizing he is well prepared for her, begins removing his belt and zipper. As they stand in the window for all to see he removes her skirt and lifts her onto his desk as she holds tightly to him. He reaches back to close the shades and then moves his chair to the side. Lifting her leg onto his arm, he allows her to reach down and grab him. Looking at her intently he says,
“Shall we begin the meeting?”
<to be continued>
“Thank you,” he replies as he awaits the call to transfer in, “hello?”
“So am I really what you want?” speaks a gentle voice on the other end.
“Didn’t I prove that this morning?” he speaks attempting not to smile as his heart races from thoughts of their early morning escapades.
“Well maybe, but I wanted to be sure. Sometimes we say things just to get something,” she speaks confidently as the sounds of traffic muffle her voice, “When can I see you again?”
“When do you want to see me?” he speaks as he sits up from the discomfort from his body reacting to her question.
“Now,” she seductively speaks to him as he reaches for the bottled water hoping it would cool his increasing rising temperature.
“Well I’m at work right now so I can’t see you...How about later?”
“Now…I need to see you now.” The sounds of an ambulance blares through the phone sounding quite similar to the sounds outside his 8th floor office window.
“Where are you?” He stands up to look out the window hoping to see someone familiar. “Are you nearby?”
“Does it matter? I really need to see you now.” The sounds of traffic has been replaced with soft music and an infrequent bell ringing. “I can’t stop thinking about you. I need to be close to you right now.”
He puts the phone on speaker and closes his office door. Pacing around the room he tries to collect himself and calm down his now painfully throbbing libido. “I have a meeting this afternoon. Can I see you after that?”
“No,” she speaks in a demanding and seductive manner, “Now.”
As he figures out a way to convince her to wait until later, he receives a knock at the door.
“Sir, your 10:00 is here,” speaks the secretary as she slightly opens the door, “shall I, umm, send them in?”
Frantically trying to end his call and gather himself he signals to her to let them in. Her stares out the window as he speaks to his caller. “I really hafta go. My new client is here so can we meet later?”
“I meant what I said when I told you now,” speaks a slender built woman as he turns around to see her standing before him dressed in a long beige trenchcoat. “Mr. Williamson I presume.”
Leaning back against the window looking surprised, he gathers himself and tells his secretary, “Hold my calls.” He extends his hand to shake the ladies hand. “So you’re Ms.James.”
“it is a pleasure to finally meet you, Davon. Can I call you Davon?” She reaches for his hand when he pulls her towards him and wraps his arms around her.
“I would like that very much.” He leans her slightly to the left as he unties her coat allowing the belt to fall to the floor. He slides his hand inside her coat near her knee and slowly glides his hand under her skirt. She lets out a slight moan as he draws closer to her already moistened inner thigh. As he reaches further in he finds her panties already dripping wet so he squeezes gently yet confident as she exhales heavily and he kisses her passionately. She reaches down and grabs his painfully throbbing member and, realizing he is well prepared for her, begins removing his belt and zipper. As they stand in the window for all to see he removes her skirt and lifts her onto his desk as she holds tightly to him. He reaches back to close the shades and then moves his chair to the side. Lifting her leg onto his arm, he allows her to reach down and grab him. Looking at her intently he says,
“Shall we begin the meeting?”
<to be continued>