Page 37 of Mailroom Delight
People danced in the center of the floor to the soft jazz music while others milled about their tables, talking and laughing with their friends and colleagues.
The staff engagement team had done a wonderful job of decorating the room, and I heard we raised a million dollars for the Children’s Society. I’d made a mental note to add an extra million to what we made.
I scanned the room looking for Paige. My heart sunk when I found Bernice and no sign of Paige.
I thought about asking Bernice if Paige was coming, but then I saw her.
Paige… My girl.
Paige emerged from the door at the other side of the room looking like an angel in a sleek deep blue cocktail dress that hugged her frame. Her shoulders were bare and that gorgeous hair I loved cascaded down to her elbows in luscious waves.
She looked nervously around the room and I saw something spark in her expression when she saw me.
That nervousness was still there, but the smile she gave me made everyone and everything going on in here fade into the background.
My cock stirred at the memory of the last time we were together, and I hoped like hell that she was ready because I couldn’t restrain myself tonight.
I moved to her, desire propelling me forward, straight to the object of my newly found affection, and she came toward me, too.
When we got to each other we stopped just before we made contact.
What did we do normally?
We didn’t…
We didn’t have a normal routine because we’d barely been together. But, I wanted a normal with her.
I wanted her to be mine, and I wanted her to be ready for me.
I didn’t care that we were in a room full of people that I was the boss of. I didn’t care that people were watching.
I leaned down and kissed her. It was brief but effective, and yes there were some people who saw me do that.
That’s all they’d get though, because I took hold of her hand and led her away.
I couldn’t go home, not yet.
The two weeks spent apart had driven me crazy indeed and my damn cock would embarrass me if I walked around with it bulging against my pants.
When I took her into the elevator we started to kiss, feeding each other with hungry kisses all the way down to the basement where the mailroom was.
“Aren’t you taking me home?” She asked as the doors moved open.
“Not yet baby. I can’t wait that long.”
She didn’t protest. Paige just came willingly as I pulled her to that little storage room at the back of the mailroom we were in last time.
It seemed she’d had time to think about this, and that she’d thought about me just as much as I had about her.
Good.
We were on the same page, we wanted the same thing. We wanted each other.
This was happening tonight.
I reclaimed her lips the minute we got inside and caressed her breasts. She liked that a lot I remembered from last time, so I’d warm her back up again that way, and make her feel good too.
Eager to see her beautiful breasts again I pulled back a little and spun her around so I could pull the little zipper down the back of her dress.
