Other Man - 7

7.

ANNE’s presence irritates Lush. He regrets leaving his office; he wishes he could have hidden from this woman. As he entered, he just gestured to Annelyn to sit, heading straight to his cigarette case. Lighting up, it’s his way of warding off unwanted intruders in his office. Anne is allergic to cigarettes.

“Oh my god!” The woman exclaimed, grabbing the cigarette from his lips. “Do you want me to end up in the hospital? I’m allergic to smoke!”

“I forgot,” he lied, exhaling a deep breath. Lush was turning away when Annelyn hugged him, kissed him, and quickly ventured further.

He didn't respond to her advances, but her hands swiftly explored him, teasing near his zipper, touching his bulge.

“Oh shit. I miss this so much,” she said, licking his jawline.

Anne just does it with elegance.

“Anne, I have a meeting,” he told her, although his arousal was evident.

Despite his usual readiness, he wasn’t interested in intimacy right now, especially with a woman who flirts wit