Between Her Bosses:Box Set(9)By: Sadie Black
“Is that your supper? Haven’t you had enough to drink? Don’t you think you’ve made enough bad decisions for one night?”
“Jeez, calm down, mom.” I hear the slur in my voice, but I don’t care. I’m a grown-ass woman and I’ll live my life however I want. “I have a plan, don’t worry.”
“You sent your boss to the best job you will ever get, ever, nude pictures on the company phone. Where’s the plan here Kadeesha? This sounds like the opposite of a plan, it’s career suicide.”
“Relax, it’s my career. Besides, I’ve got it all figured out. If I go to work and he’s impressed then, bingo, I won’t need to buy batteries for my vibrator every couple days. If I go and he’s upset, I’ll tell him it was a mistake and that I accidentally sent it to him instead of my boyfriend. He’s a chill guy, he won’t flip about it.”
“I dunno, sounds like a bad plan to me. I know you love to live on the wild side, but this is an amazing opportunity for you. You don’t want to squander it because you can’t keep it in your pants,” she laughs. For once, she actually laughs and I break out laughing with her.
“Nothing ventured, nothing gained.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure that saying doesn’t apply for sexts.”
“Well, I guess we’ll see. I’ll tell you how it turns out.”
“I can’t wait,” Charday says wryly.
I admit that in the light of day, with a sober mind, I’m starting to doubt my decision to send that picture. I’m nervous. Not that I would ever admit it Charday, but my stomach is doing back-flips and I know it isn’t from the wine.
I swipe my card and step on the elevator tentatively pushing the round 53 on the panel. I have no idea what to expect when I get to my desk. Is Charday right? Is my career over? Why do I have to be so impulsive? I groan and the two impeccably dressed business men standing beside me give me the side eye. Luckily they get out on the 15th floor and I get the whole elevator to myself to wallow in.
The doors open on the 44th floor like the curtains being pulled back on a stage, revealing Chuck. I can’t tell from his face what he thinks about the explicit picture, and god knows I’m searching every pore for an answer.
He steps in, standing beside me. Close, like always. I try not to breathe him in, I don’t want to be creepy, but it’s so hard when his scent makes me come alive in a way I’ve never felt before.
“Kadeesha, I um, got a message from you last night.”
I hold my breath. Here it comes. Silence. Goddammit say something! 45, 46, 47, the floors slip by as the tension fills the metal box.
“Was it a mistake?”
“No.” I know I said it, but I could barely even hear myself. My voice is so small, my throat so dry.
Chuck reaches forward and pushes the stop button bringing the elevator to a dead halt. I search his face for a clue, for a reason.
His arms wrap around me and he kisses me passionately, I moan into his mouth as our tongues flirt and dance. He pushes me back, but I pull free.
“I’m sorry, I thought this is what you wanted.”
“It is, I just want to taste you first,” I slide to my knees, no easy feat in my skirt, and work on getting his pants open. His belt is easy enough, but for some reason his zipper gives me trouble. He helps me out, dropping his zipper and pulling his pants and boxers down over his cock. His impressive member sways in front of my face for a moment.
I’m not sure if I can even fit him into my longing mouth, but I’ll be damned if I’m not going to try. Sucking the head, twirling my tongue over the enlarged tip, I slowly work more of his shaft into my mouth. I let my saliva drip down the sides, lubricating it with my spit and lick down his length. I want every inch of him in my mouth.
I pull back a bit to get my reflex back under control as my eyes water, but before I fully catch my breath I relax my throat and push my head down further. He groans loudly, throwing his head back in surprise. Bobbing up and down, I take his thick cock deep into my throat over and over, stopping long enough to suck the precum from the tip.