When he laughed and said, "Yeah, I think I remember you. You're the one that tastes like warm honey on my tongue, like you did this morning, when I was between your legs, right?"
Trying to keep a straight face, and not squirm in her seat, thinking back to how insanely good that felt, she said, "Um, yes, glad you remember. But I was just calling to ask if you'd like to have lunch again today. And maybe we can discuss any questions or concerns you might have about your investments."
"Actually now that you ask, I do have one question. Do think we'll have time for a quickie, because damn, having a nooner with you would really make my day."
Nodding and smiling at Danny who was obliviously sitting expectantly and waiting, she said, "Of course, anything is possible, Mr. Philips, depending on your timing of course."
"Oh, for you I'll have all the time in the world. But I take it your boss is sitting right there?"
"Yes, that's correct," she said, smiling again to reassure Danny, although she was doing her damndest not to laugh.
"Well, then I'd love to have lunch with you, Miss Lockhart. And don't bother with panties, because they'll be coming off the moment I see you. Oh, and tell Danny boy, that you may be a while, since I'm thinking we'll have lots of things to discuss. For instance, if you like it better when I'm on top, or you are."
Grinning, because her pussy was almost dripping from everything he was saying, she said, "I'll be sure to tell him that. But to answer your question, I'd say it's both, either works for me."
He chuckled. "Good to know. And I'll be waiting out in front of your building at noon, and I now I can hardly wait. And remember, Miss Lockhart --
no
panties."
"Yes, sir," she said, before she hung up. Biting down on her lip, to keep down the giddy laugh bubbling up inside her, she said, to Danny, "Well, he's agreed to have lunch with me, but says he's got lots to discuss, so we may be a while."
Danny threw up his hands, with a big smile. "Well in that case, just take the rest of the day off. If you can land his account it will be well worth you taking a few hours off, don't you think?"
Yeah, and it would be well worth it for her, too, since she needed the stress relief after the morning she'd already had, after being confronted about Clark by Roxanne.
But just to be on the safe side, since she wasn't even sure before if she'd be working with him -- once she realized who he was -- after her boss Danny left, she took her first close look at Clark's investments and was surprised to discover he'd been seriously underserviced by his previous investment firm, if not outright swindled. The results he was seeing were hardly stellar, and the fees they'd been charging him were exorbitant. But like Clark had said, since inheriting the family firm from his father, he was shaking things up and making some changes. And just as well too, since his money wasn't doing much for him where it had been sitting, stagnant enough to be practically growing moss.
Thankfully, Jamie didn't have to put up with seeing Roxanne again before she skipped out of the office at noon and into Clark's waiting car. And for the first time, she noticed that he had the privacy screen up, separating them from the front seat and undoubtedly the prying eyes of his driver, Tommy.
The moment she got in, in addition to wearing a crazy sexy grin, she also noticed he was holding his hand out expectantly. Not exactly sure what he wanted, at first she handed him his financial files -- that she fully intended to discuss with him at some point during the day -- but when he just rolled his eyes and set them on the floor, before putting his hand back out again, she grinned, as it dawned on her what he was waiting for. And then going into her brief case, she extracted the still warm, tiny lacy white thong she'd just slipped out of, and deposited it in his hand. And when his grin widened and he teasingly wiggled his eyebrows at her, tucking the scrap of lace in his pocket, she held up a finger and then also handed him her matching white lace bra, too. Surprised, his eyes went big before they narrowed on her breasts, already hard and beading against her patterned silk dress. Then he murmured, "Nothing? Are you telling me you're wearing nothing under that little scrap of a dress?"
Grinning slyly, she smiled into his eyes and confirmed, "Not a thing."
"Oh, fuck me," he said, letting his head drop back in the seat, just thinking about taking her naked in the back of his car. And seeing as his windows were tinted about as dark as they could be to keep the blazing sun out, he knew he could get away with it, too. And Tommy driving up in front wouldn't have a clue what they were up to.
Laughing, she said, "Thought you'd never ask," before slipping the shimmery aqua patterned dress over her head, exposing herself to him completely.
Clark swallowed hard as he looked over at the wonder of her slender body, then grabbing her around the waist, and pulling her into his lap, he said against her mouth, "I know one thing. This is one lunch I'm never likely to forget."
Immediately Jamie was busy trying to unzip his fly, Clark smiling at the concentration evident in her face as she struggled to get it down with her sitting so close to him in his lap, her little pink tongue even sticking out of the corner of her mouth, as she did her best to wiggle it down between them. "Need some help?" he finally asked, chuckling at her efforts.
"Yes," she said, with a huff. "I do. I'm not going to be the only one sitting here buck ass naked."
Pressing his lips to her neck and licking a path up to her ear, as he ran his hands over the silky softness of her delightfully bare ass and squeezed, he whispered teasingly in her ear, "Even if you look adorably sexy, buck ass naked?"
Reaching for his cock, the moment he'd freed it, circling him in her hand, she said with a little moan as she stroked him, "I bet you'd look pretty damn hot out of that suit, too." But then she smiled down at his very impressive erection, happy for what she could have.
"Well, just in case we get stopped, I think it's best if one of us has some clothes on," he told her. Then he looked down at his cock, sitting proud and stiff between them and asked, "Now, how would you like to hop on board?"
She grinned, getting up on her knees. "Actually nothing would make me happier, Mr. Philips."
With her smooth bare legs straddling his hips, she took hold of the base of his cock and poised it at the opening of her pussy, covering his mouth with hers, she sank her tongue into his mouth and kissed him long and slow, mating with his mouth as she sank her pussy down onto his rigid cock. Moaning as he pushed up his hips and filled her, stretching her pussy to the max, she carefully lowered her hips to welcome him inside. And oh, god, did it ever feel like heaven.
His cock buried in her nice and tight, Clark couldn't recall anything ever feeling better, or hotter than holding her naked in his lap as she fucked him in his car, right in the middle of the crowded city.
In his wildest fantasies, he'd never imagined doing something like this while stuck in lunch hour traffic in Central. His balls hard and getting harder by the second as she began to ride him, he knew it wouldn't take much for him to lose it, maybe even just hitting a pothole and he'd be done. So, clasping her slender hips, with her long, silky blonde hair tickling his hands, he thrust up and filled her as far as he could go, loving how gorgeous she looked naked with her eyes closed, fingers tangling in his dark hair, a look of utter bliss on her face, as she wildly pumped up and down on his cock, with those perfect breasts jiggling right in his face. God, just the sight of her had him ready to come. So intoxicatingly beautiful and so utterly uninhibited. And the added bonus was that she was incredibly smart, too --which was just another thing he loved about her, and he was beginning to realize there were just so many things about her to love.
