Quitting Time

     Melody walked Ellie out of the building so that Ellie didn’t encounter anyone she shouldn’t. She then made it clear that Ellie must stay away from Jordan at all costs. Once she resigned here, that wouldn’t be a problem for Ellie or Melody.

    Back at her desk, she skipped lunch to finish as much work as she could. Before she lost her mind thinking of how her mother must have died alone in her small apartment in the den. Melody didn’t need to mourn now. She’d have plenty of time to grieve privately at a later date. Now, Melody must resign without notice and she hated it. She’d lose financially, but that didn’t matter when she was back in the den.

    So, she wrote the letter that ended her career here. She couldn’t tell anyone. There’s be too many questions she couldn’t answer, and she didn’t want any wolves threatening the den. They had kits there. Unlike the wolves. Most foxes were peaceful and not ready for fighting.

    Malcolm called her for an impromptu meeting at the end of the day. She knocked politely and entered his office.

      “Hi, you needed to see me?”

      “Yes, thanks for coming over. I was wondering when I can get my hands on the Bernstein account reports next week.”

     “I just filed them. You can get them whenever you would like.”

     It surprised Malcolm; he expected her to postpone generating the reports until later next week. It just showed he’d chosen to work with the right person.

     “Perfect. Uhm… I noticed you had a visitor. Is everything okay?”

     “It’s fine. Just a personal matter I need to deal with. Nothing that will change anything.” Melody set up her letter to appear in Malcolm’s email Tuesday morning. She didn’t want anything getting in the way of the weekend to remember. She had a hard enough time not feeling guilty over having a few nights of pleasure after her mother died. But they took her ability away to be there for her. What more could she do for her mother? Deny herself the last independent thing she’d do in her life? That she wouldn’t give the elders. This was still her time.

    Malcolm smiled, put at ease by her word and smile. She was going to be fun. Melody made it quite clear that the weekend was on when she leaned over his desk toward him and slipped a button on her blouse. Just one so he could see the light purple lacy bra cradling the large globes of her breasts. “See, Malcolm. Nothing has changed. When I get there, you’ll get to see if my panties match my bra.” She ran a dark red manicured finger over the gentle rise of her breasts, keeping his lusting gaze glue to those two golden globes.

     He couldn’t wait, but there were too many windows here to do more that lock his lips and suffer the new tightness of his pants. “I’m glad to hear it. I’ll expect you for dinner then.”

     “Hmmm… A little coffee, tea, or me?” He gasped at the raw sexuality in her words and tone. Her half smile reminded him of a cat enjoying the cream.

     “I’m sure it will happen.” He promised. Clearly, she’d keep his attention this weekend.

     “Then I leave you here while I go pack a bag. Are you sure dinner won’t be on me?” Ooo… her right eyebrow rose suggestively.

    “I’ll bring the food. You just bring you to the table for dinner.”

    “Later than.” Melody left his office and all he saw was that lacy purple bra that cradle her bountiful breasts. It was only a few more hours, and he’d get his hands on her. He felt like a pup in a candy store. Everything was under glass, but when he got home, he could eat all he wanted.

      Melody exaggerated the sway of her hips as she walked away from Malcolm. The power and excitement that flowed through her were strong. Gods, she wanted to know how he felt, how he’d take her, where would this weekend lead.

    She ignored the fact that it would end, but Melody wouldn’t let that dampen their fun. At the door, she bent over to adjust the strap on her high heels. Malcolm watched her skirt stretch across her hips. She glance at him for a heartbeat and winked. Straighten and left work.

     Malcolm then called Jordan into his office. “My weekend plans. How are they going?” Malcolm expected nothing less than everything was ready.

     “Everything is ready, food is stocked, fresh linens, the boat has a full tank, and the generator is ready if needed.” Jordan, as efficient as ever, proved Malcolm could rely on him.

      “Perfect. Have the car readied. I’m leaving now for the weekend. I’ll see you Tuesday morning.” Malcolm gathered his things together and left the office with a smile of anticipation on his face. Life was good when you’re successful. He would now have everything he wanted. Or he would soon have everything he wanted. The anticipation was killing him and all he could think about was if her panties matched her pretty purple bra.

     Melody rushed to pack her things so Ellie could send them on for her. Gods, there was practically nothing in her apartment. She was never home to do much more than sleep. With a bag packed for the weekend, she hid several things in the trunk of her car that she wanted to move herself. Then, with her weekend bags in the back seat, she followed the directions to a lovely cabin on the edge of a lake nestled in a pine forest. She felt like she should call it home as soon as she saw the warm wood and cedar build.

    Before she got out of the car, Melody took another pill. Another spray of perfume and she carried her bags to the cabin.

    Malcolm was there minus his jacket, his tie gone, powerfully muscled arms revealed with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

     Melody knew he was ready for anything, and she’d be right there with him, lapping up the wicked sensual energy.