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bsp; “It’s bad enough I’m doing this under her nose, but she was the one that helped me to polish my resume. I doubt she would have done it had she known what was going to transpire.” I made a mad dash to the stairs without looking back.
I could feel her watching me and licking her lips like a female lion getting ready to mate. I would have gladly let her devour me whole. It would’ve been a pleasure to be introduced to the pleasures of the flesh. In another life, things might have been different.
The metal door opened and I bounded down the stairs looking toward the horizon for a new future. I deserved better. There was a message from Charlotte claiming we might have something to celebrate. She didn’t know the half of it.
Chapter three
Charlotte
I’d jumped the gun and ordered a bottle of celebratory champagne on ice. Mr. Jacob’s decision was going to send shock waves of dissension amongst the ranks. They would think sex played a role. There was nothing I could do about that.
“I’m sorry I’m late. I hope you haven’t been waiting long. It was luck and good management I was able to get a reservation on such short notice.” He looked frazzled as if he had been underneath the hot lights of an interrogation room all afternoon.
“I would say from the look of it you have been ridden hard by Mr. Thompson. You have to learn to stand up for yourself. They’re never going to respect you unless you do something to demand it.” I had heard the stories and I wanted to shake him out of his fog.
“It’s not easy when they treat us like numbers. They depend on us and not the other way around. We are not blind and we see clearly the way they treat us. Some are destined to wallow in obscurity for the rest of their lives. You are my strength in an otherwise chaotic world. We need each other and I can’t stress that enough.” I could see how much he was shoveling it and it was a bad habit when he thought he had done something wrong.
“What did you do? I’ve known you a long time and your guilty conscience is written across your face. Don’t leave me in suspense.” I was worried he had done something stupid to get himself fired.
“I took a deep hard look at myself in the mirror a couple of months ago. I didn’t like who was looking back at me. I took a page from your book. I found a way to stick it to them. I didn’t even do them the courtesy of being there in person to proffer my resignation.” Losing his job was going to leave him with an identity crisis and I wasn’t sure I could watch him drown himself in the bottom of a bottle.
“I have no problem with you leaving your job. It was killing you one day at a time. They will realize what you were worth after you’re gone. I hope you have a plan. Leaving a job and starting over is a good way to reinvent the wheel. It’s better if you have something to go to.” I took off my high heeled shoe and moved my stocking feet into his lap.
I had to get his mind off of his troubles and the best way to accomplish that was to physically please him in some way. He was startled by my bold initiative. He looked around playing bashful, but another part of his anatomy had awakened to my touch.
“I’m almost 40 and I can’t take the risk of leaving a good job with nothing to go to. Everything is being kept quiet on a need to know basis. My lips are sealed. This will be something to make the tongues wag over the water cooler when it gets out. It kills me not to be able to talk to you about this.” We both had secrets and I couldn’t break the trust of my mentor.
“It sounds to me we both have something we might want to celebrate. My happiness can be translated into doing something brazen. I feel the way that you are responding. I hope this doesn’t have anything to do with Samantha.” He was very forthcoming about her seductive charm and how she couldn’t keep it in her pants.
The checkered tablecloths hid my anxious need massaging the length of him through his pants. It had swelled and made me smile with the grace that the waitress hadn’t come around to take our order. He sat there immobilized clutching the table with his fingers turning white with the effort.
“You can’t possibly be thinking about doing something here.” He wasn’t pushing me away and was enjoying the added component of my 2 feet working in conjunction with the other.
“We are in our favorite booth. There is a huge planter in front of us. The only way anybody is going to know what we are doing is by coming back here. The lighting is dimmed by candlelight. Don’t think about it.” I could feel him basking in the glow of my heated digits.
“We will be banned. I say the hell with it. This is the most action you have given me in months. I’ve never complained, but I have missed you terribly.” I didn’t want to believe he could find comfort with another, but Samantha was not subtle about her intentions.
“We have been burning the candle at both ends. You should consider having a lengthy vacation penned into your contract. I will do the same thing and we can coordinate our schedules.” I didn’t know what he expected of me, but I could understand how his needs were not being met.
“I’m afraid I’m going to lose control in my pants. The embarrassment will take me back to high school.” I was giving him a reason to think of something other than work.
The waitress came over and he did the courtesy of ordering for the both of us. There was nothing on the menu that didn’t tickle my palate. I took a sip of the champagne. It gave me the liquid encouragement to forge ahead. The waitress didn’t seem to notice the way that his voice jumped an octave.
“I’ve never done anything like this before. You’re the first to feel what it’s like to see me become unhinged. There’s really nobody to blame for our unhappiness. It takes two to play the game. Nobody’s going to help us to find our way back to the fire we once had. Rekindling that flame is necessary.” He had found out he didn’t like what he had at work and had decided to change it.
“I didn’t think that you were experienced with your hands. I guess nobody knows anybody. I like there’s a bit of mystery between us. It makes things more interesting.” I could echo his statement, but I was too busy inserting my dominance over his anatomy.
He gasped and picked up a napkin to place it over his mouth. It was interesting to see him fall apart with my feet claiming him as a victim. It was easy to give him something of a unique experience. It was fun to watch him shift in his seat and push up against the pleasing sensation.
“This isn’t me, but I’m making the exception for you. The wild side has never been my strong suit. It makes me smile to think that we can continually surprise each other this way.” I was biting my bottom lip and chewing on the idea of getting into a compromising position.
I had seen him in the throes of ecstasy too many times not to read the signals. I stopped and waited with bated breath. His eyes fluttered and he looked at me stunned that I didn’t follow through on my promise.
I got up and moved to his side of the table with my knees on either side of him. My panties were soaking wet. My skirt up made for a nasty reminder of my excitement on the crotch of his pants. It was a good thing he was wearing dark pants.
“You are fucking crazy. I didn’t think you had it in you to do something dangerous. Deep down, I knew there was something there lurking and waiting to come out. I’ve done my best, but the ultimate decision has always been yours.” I was rubbing the wet material of my panties along the protrusion of his animalistic instincts.