Mack
My second meeting for the afternoon had zero comparison to the impromptu visit with Ms. Neely. Gaining new clients used to be my favorite accomplishment in my office, but now, bending Kelsey over my conference table held the title, favorite office activity.
I’d had trouble keeping a clear thought while discussing the new chain of coffee shops with the coffee connoisseur, Charles Grobbs. As always, we had the skills and tools to offer them in terms of growing their business with our solid marketing plans. Convincing him that Craft and Sneed had what he needed to be successful was my specialty. I might be a crude ass, but when it came to making money and promoting a business, I knew where the focal points in a strong campaign needed to be.Even with the constant reminder of Kelsey’s warm flesh sprawled needily underneath me, I somehow made it through the meeting, and Mr. Grobbs left with a verbal commitment and a healthy confidence in our servic“What was so wrong with our last minute Vegas trip? It doesn’t have to be Vegas, it can be anywhere. When’s the last time we had a guy’s night out on the town?”“Vegas,” I said flatly. “I became the babysitter for you and Shrek.”Shrek was another friend from our fantasy baseball league.Cody’s lips curled. “See, I don’t even remember that, so that means we’re due. Besides, Shrek is busy, so he won’t convince me to mix drinks and take random hits from the hot girls on the street. Come on,” he goaded, “We can relax, enjoy St. Patrick’s Day, maybe find some ladies in another area code. I know you’ve got picks of the liter in this office, but-”I cut him off. “I don’t mingle with my personnel.”He laughed, assuming Kelsey was more than just an employee.I stood from my seat, walking around my desk. “Just beca
Checking my own phone, it was past 10PM, and I wondered if Mack was still awake. “Do you care if I take a shower? I’d rather do it tonight versus in the morning.”Finishing her glass of wine, she popped up from the couch and headed toward the kitchen. “Go for it, I’m going to head to bed.” Setting her wine glass in the dishwasher, she added, “There should be extra towels in the bathroom closet, and if you’re not picky, there’s shampoo and soap you can use if you don’t want to unpack your stuff.”“Thanks.” I stood from the couch, grabbing my bag and digging through it for a tank top and shorts to wear after my shower. I waited for Mindy to close her bedroom door, then tiptoed to the bathroom.Leaning next to the counter, I tossed my clothes by the sink and swiped through my phone. I’d text Mack, just to see if he were up. Thinking about his abs were making my thighs clench togethe
Finding the soap, I squirted some on my hands, then leaned backward against the tile. Now, when I massaged my breasts, he could see the tops of the curves as I pushed them upward, my nipples just out of view.He groaned, his bicep moving faster, his eyes never leaving the screen. I licked my lips again, moving one of my hands down my belly, then cupping between my legs.He moved forward in his chair, his stomach clenching while he watched me. Could he tell I was touching myself lower? What was my giveaway? I could see the screen wasn’t capturing my hand movements, was he just imagining as I was? Maybe he was reliving when we had been together before.Before I could control myself anymore, my finger dipped between my folds, rubbing slow circles around the sensitive button. It felt amazing, but nothing compared to when Mack would touch me there.His breathing picked up, matching mine, his eyes now locked with mine. His jaw was tight, his lips trembling
He pointed his finger at me. “I knew you screwed your receptionist yesterday morning, you’re such a playboy.”I shook my head. Why did everyone assume I slept with my receptionists? They typically didn’t even last a month. Kelsey had been the only one from my office I’d had the urge to chase after and engage in sexual acts. I’d been with a few very aggressive interns, but never during company time. When it came to pleasing myself in my office and during work time, it was just her. And it was going to stay that way… unless I freaked her out by following her across states to another city for a weekend with the hopes of… I didn’t even know what I was hoping for by following her.I ran my hands over my head. “It wasn’t her.”Cody smiled. “Was it Kelsey? That’s fantasy girl’s name, right?”Sighing, I peered over at him through my hands. “Yes.”“Yes,
KelseyMindy was buzzing the whole taxi ride into the city, thrilled to be back in the big city she called home. “I’m not saying Chicago is better than Cleveland, but there’s something livelier about these streets.”“Couldn’t be the bums,” I said quietly as we passed by a shelter.She waved me off. “Not here, I’m talking about deep into the city, you know, where Oprah is.”How could I forget? Mindy grew up in a penthouse on the North side of the City. She didn’t know what poverty was when she was growing up. In her eyes, Cleveland was no comparison.I didn’t grow up in a big city, but a small suburb. It wasn’t city life by any means, but we also didn’t need to drive miles to get to a grocery store.Eventually we were driving along the lakeshore, the high as clouds buildings stacked next to one another, fancy people with their designer outfits and extravagant hand
I scowled. “That seems like a lot for a one night,” I made quotes with my fingers, “fling.”She smirked, her eyes sparkling. “If I’m lucky, I’ll use it twice.”I shook my head and laughed, scooching off the bed and heading into the luscious bathroom I had yet to explore. “Are you having a sexual awakening or something?”She sprawled out on my bed. “No, I’m young and love to love. I’m curious as to why you’re not into fucking?”My eyes caught the full-length mirror in the bathroom that was bigger than my apartment kitchen and dining room combined. My face was beginning to flush when she said it. “Who said I wasn’t?”A thud came from Mindy hopping off the bed, then the pitter patter of her feet on the marble flooring came up behind me. “You don’t seem to care if you find some loving this weekend, that’s all.”I pretended to p
He nodded, his grin widening.Giving in, I began to share. “She was the typical college grad, bouncy and eager. Blonde, blue-eyed, tight in all the right places. Going against my better judgment, she asked for my phone number in case something went wrong with my lunch order. Terrible excuse, I know, but I was busy and behind--”“And grouchy,” he added, tipping his beer in my direction.“Probably,” I cleared my throat. “She started texting me one night, then she started sending me pictures… so I gave in and went to her apartment.”“How was she?”My shoulders scrunched upward while I frowned. “What? She was normal. Eager to please, a little too eager, and too aggressive with the teeth, might I add. I wasn’t interested in spending another night with her. She, on the other hand, became extremely clingy. I ended up firing her and blocking her number.”Cody showed me his teet
KelseyThe night out on the town had been great with Mindy. We shopped along the Magnificent Mile, grabbing a high-end cocktail on the top floor of Starbucks midway through our endeavors. Who knew Starbucks had its own bourbon to pair with a blend of strong espresso? Turns out they’re just as good at making liquor as they are coffee.As Mindy promised, we found the lingerie store. I caved to her offer of purchasing a sleek and lacy number, one that managed to give my boobs some killer cleavage, although it barely covered my skin. Slips of fabric crisscrossed down my stomach and along my hips, accentuating my figure. The bottom was as lacy as the top, covering only half of my ass. The main threads were black, but the lace was a dark green, perfect for the weekend. The only problem, the man I wanted to wear it for was five hours away.Mack and I still hadn’t seen each other completely naked, and depending on how much I’d drink tonight, he’d be