Sarah and I started working together a few weeks before this and things had gotten increasingly sexual between us. This is the story of the first time I saw her naked, and more.
It was another hot Wednesday late-afternoon and I and Sarah were putting in overtime as was our custom at this point, when she mentioned she was getting hungry.
“What do you want to eat tonight? I’m buying,” she asked me. I was walking by the back of her chair on the way to my desk. “Well I think I’ll be eating you tonight,” I said semi-jokingly and bent down to give her a gentle bite on her neck. She brushed it off and laughed but my heart was racing while I made my way around the desk to take a seat.
Finalising the day’s paperwork seemed to take forever, and my heart increased its pace with every paper leaving the stack. When we finished the last invoice she walked around my desk folded her arms casually over my shoulders and around my chest. The bulge in my pants grew a little as she asked: “So where are we eating tonight?”