"Damn, I can't believe that I have to work late again tonight!"
Glancing at my watch, I see that the time is almost 9:00PM. For the third straight day this week, I have to work late. It's the last week of the month, and I have to meet my monthly sales quota. My wife understands the situation, but I can also tell that she is a bit annoyed.
Anyway, I can't help the fact that I have to work late. Sitting there at my desk, I lean back a little in my chair and rub my tired eyes and I let out a deep sigh. As my hands move away from my eyes, I suddenly look up and see you standing in my doorway smiling at me.
"Working late?" you say with a sweet smile.
A look of surprise crosses my face, and I say,
"Wow, I didn't even know anyone was still here!"
"Yes, I have been down the hall quietly catching up on some work" you reply.
"I was roaming the hallways to stretch my legs, and I saw that your light was still on in your office."
My look of surprise gives way to a smile. My eyes rake over your body, and my mind quickly reverts back to the hot sexual tryst we had in my office last month. That was the first time in 9 years that I ever had sex with anyone except my wife. Afterwards, I felt a little guilty, but I tried to reassure myself that it was a 1 time thing.
Seeing you in the hallways at the office, I would smile at you and say,"hi," but I also tried to push any sexual thoughts about you out of my mind.
"It was a 1 time thing and it's over," I would tell myself.
But, damn the sex we had was so good. I had not fucked like that in a long time, and deep down inside, I knew that I wanted you again. Thinking about our encounter now, I feel myself start to get hard.
"Are you sure that you're not an angel? You must be because I didn't hear your footsteps in the hallway." I say.
Pointing to your bare feet, you say, "A few hours ago, I ditched the pair of heels that I was wearing...they were killing my feet...that's probably why you didn't hear me in the hallway."
"By the way, I am an angel" you say with a playful smirk on your face.
Smiling back at you, I wave my hand towards the empty chair in front of my desk, and you pad in and sit down. Looking at you I see that you are wearing another smart looking blouse/skirt combination. Your long, black hair is pulled back and tied up in a professional way.
Looking into your gorgeous, brown eyes, I smile across at you.
"Do you know what I am thinking about?" I say with a devilish grin on my face.
"What?" you say with a quizzical expression on your face.
"I am thinking about us right here on this desk and in this chair last month."
A sexy, bashful smile breaks out across your face. Then, your expression turns a little more serious. Looking down at the floor, you say, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, you can ask me anything." I reply.
"Why have you ignored me since then?" Your voice is quivering, and now, you are looking directly into my eyes. A look of incomprehension moves across my face.