About eight years ago, my husband got laid off from his job. After bouncing around several minimum-wage jobs, he decided to work on a bit of a passion project. In the following years, he worked hard and got the business up and running. About a year in, I spent all my spare time helping him. Another year later, we crunched the numbers and concluded that it made more sense for me to quit my job and work with him. Despite the hectic work, our sex life was good. Nothing relieves stress like long, slow lovemaking after a hard work day.
The business continued to grow, and we got ourselves a proper office instead of working out of the spare bedroom. With it being just the two of us in the office, things sometimes tended to get hot. I can’t count the times I ended up bent over my desk or knelt on the floor to suck him off while he was on the phone. There was something extra hot about doing it at the office.