“I told you, it’s Josh. So, lunch?”
“Sorry, old man. Sandy,” I say as I pick up her hand and kiss it, “has brought me lunch.” I point to the bag that I’m holding.
“Well, I hope to see you when I get back, Sandy.” Dad pats my shoulder as he walks towards the door. Troy nods at Sandy and follows behind him.
“I don’t think anyone, other than my mom, has ever brought me lunch at the office,” I say as I look at the spread on my desk. “I assumed you just made sandwiches.”
“I said I cooked, not threw meat between slices of bread.”
“This is much better,” I say as I take a bite of meat from the kabobs Sandy made. Along with the kabobs, she made white rice, salad, and dessert. Once I finish my lunch, I reach for a cupcake and finish it off in two huge bites.
“That was incredible,” I say patting my stomach. “The best damn meal I’ve had in a long time. Come here.” I had put a chair next to me at my desk for Sandy and I reach over to pull her out of it into my lap. “Thank you.” I kiss the shell of her ear, feeling her shiver against me.
“You want to know something?”
“Always.”
“That day my mom and Tash came here, I was the one who was supposed to bring her. My mom is superwoman, but she has one flaw. You want to know what that is?”
“I’m familiar with her ability to make grown men shake in their boots. I’m relieved to hear she has a weakness? What is it?”
She playfully punches me in the arm.
“She doesn’t drive. I was supposed to be here with her instead of Tash, but I was sick that morning, so Tash drove her.”
“I met them briefly. Troy was in there, so I didn’t stick around, but if you had been there…” I leave the sentence unfinished as I wrap my arms around her waist.
“You would have been too scared of my mom to do anything,” she teases.
“I might have faced the wrath of an old woman for you. You know what I’m thinking?”
“What?”
“That I’m an idiot. We should have driven to my house and had lunch there. That way, I would have had two desserts.”
“What’s stopping us from leaving and going there now? Aren’t you kind of the boss around here?” She wiggles her sweet little ass on top of me, and I immediately rise to the occasion.
“I’d love nothing more, but I have a very important conference call at three. If you stick around, we can leave right after. It shouldn’t take more than half an hour.” I cup and squeeze one of her breasts. She shifts on my lap to face me.
“Sounds like a plan,” she whispers against my lips right before we kiss. It’s loud and wet and deepens when I feel her hands in my hair. “You want to know what was really sexy?” she asks against my lips.
“You. You’re fucking sexy.”
“Not as sexy as you, calling me your girlfriend.”
“You liked that?”
“I liked it a lot.” She starts to kiss my neck, and my already engorged cock increases in size. When she bites down on my neck, I’m lost. I lose myself in the feel of her as her teeth rake the length of neck. I stick my nose in her hair, careful not to disrupt the crown of flowers she has embedded in her loose curls.
“I really hate that I have this damn call. I’d much rather have you naked in my bed.”
“Me too. I guess I can wait a few hours, but since you’re the boss we should leave now, and you can get on the call while you’re naked in bed with me.”
“And risk sounding like an idiot? You think I’ll be able to talk with you naked anywhere in the vicinity? I don’t think so.” I grab her face and turn it towards me. I only wanted one last kiss before focusing on work again, but as soon as she opens her mouth, I conquer it with my tongue. I’m ready to pull down her pants and stick my mouth between her legs as soon as her hands find their way into my hair, but we’re interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
Sandy practically jumps out of my arms, grabs a napkin and wipes her mouth. She busies herself with putting the leftover food away, and I quickly readjust my hard dick before telling whoever it is to come in, my voice strained from sexual frustration.
Dad walks in with a smile on his face that only widens when he sees Sandy is still in my office.