Sunday was such a bore and I swear I looked at my phone every 30 mins all day long. I finally turned it off and went to the mall for a few hours. I couldn't stop thinking of him and Saturday night.
Would he text or call me again? Did he enjoy himself as much as I did? Will I ever get to feel his hands on me again? All these thoughts and more raced through my head all day on Sunday but I knew I had a big meeting on Monday to take care of with a major investor in our firm. I had to clear my head and forget him as I fell asleep Sunday night.
When I woke up Monday morning, refreshed I of course I turned my phone back on and looked to see if there was a message.
THERE WAS!!
"Baby girl I don't want you to wear any panties to work till I see you again on Friday night," the text read. My jaw dropped to the floor but I did as I was ordered.
I continued getting ready in my normal sexy but business attire. The short pencil skirt in gray and my cute soft pink sweater was my lucky meeting outfit, along with my pearl choker. By the time I made it into the office I had forgotten about him and our date. My mind was focused on meeting the new investor my boss had told me about right before I left the office on Friday evening. The only catch was he forgot to tell me the investor's name so I could not do any research over the weekend.
AsI walked into the office, trying to ignore the fact that I had no panties on under my skirt, I sipped on my iced coffee and ignored everything till I bumped into a pillar. Wait! There are no pillars in the front office, so I slowly look up and see the most gorgeous green eyes that I remember quite well from between my legs last Saturday night!
"Holy shit! What are you doing here sir," I exclaimed with a start, almost dropping my coffee.
"I have a meeting with the head of advertising this morning at 10am and I am a bit early to get the lay of the land. What are you doing here Baby Girl? Stalking me already?" He says in a hushed tone.
I look around and then blush furiously because he knows I have no panties on under my skirt but is polite enough not to say anything. I stutter and look down at the floor then totally forget that I'm the head of marketing for the company as I rush away from the man of my dreams.
As I get to my office my cell phone beeps with a message and I know it's from him!
"Baby Girl, why did you leave so quickly? Did you follow my orders this morning under that hot outfit of yours? Meet me for coffee after my meeting at the cafe around the corner."