Wednesday dawned bright and sunny. As usual, Dawn was already up before Tom was. He got up in a cheerful mood. "I wonder what she has planned for today?" Tom said to himself as he went about his morning routine of getting ready for work. His shower today went uninterrupted, as did his breakfast. Dawn did seem to be in a good mood too, but she didn't drop any hints about what sexual adventures she might have planned for them today.
Tom was about to walk out the door for work when Dawn came up to him and kissed him goodbye. "Don't forget it's Wednesday, honey. I'll meet you at your office at lunchtime, ok?" Dawn said.
Tom and Dawn had a weekly lunch date every Wednesday. It had been their routine for a few years now; they would try different restaurants, returning to their favorites whenever they could.
"I'm looking forward to it, sweetie," Tom said as he kissed his wife goodbye.
Tom's morning went pretty uneventful. He talked to a few clients, arranged for some face to face meetings the following week, and caught up on some paperwork. Before he knew it, it was almost noon, lunchtime. "I wonder what restaurant she's chosen this week," he thought to himself. He laughed, "Wherever it is, it can't be as good as breakfast was yesterday!!"
Tom was sitting at his desk, lost in his thoughts when Dawn walked into his office. She was dressed beautifully as always. She was wearing a light blue skirt with a white blouse. Tom could see she was wearing stockings as well to go along with the stiletto heels on her feet. He was a little confused about the picnic basket she was carrying; it was a little too cold in the middle of February for a park lunch.
"Hi honey," Dawn said, walking to his desk and setting the basket down on it. She leaned down to kiss him. "I thought we'd skip the restaurant and just have lunch here in the office today. Ok?"
"That's fine with me, what have you got in there, I'm starving!" he said.
Dawn opened up the basket and started pulling food out. There were crackers and cheese along with some freshly cut fruit, and Tom was surprised to see, a can of whipped cream.
"It's just a light lunch today," she said.
"That's fine, dear," Tom said.
As they ate, Tom and Dawn talked about their respective mornings, about how the day was going for them so far. They playfully fed each other morsels of food, while exchanging kisses every now and then. Most of the fruit was gone when Dawn pulled the strawberries out of the basket. "Oh," Tom thought. That's what the whipped cream was for.
Dawn grabbed the whipped cream and sprayed some on a strawberry. She took half of the piece of fruit between her lips, and leaned forward so Tom could take the other half at the same time. Their lips met as the fruit was devoured. Dawn leaned back, licking the cream from her lips seductively.
"Ok, now it's time for the real desert!" Dawn said. "I want you to stand up, take your pants off and sit back down in your chair. Now!"
Tom looked at Dawn questioningly. "What about my secretary?" he asked. "Cindy could walk in here any second."
Dawn smiled. "Don't worry about Cindy. I left clear instructions with her that we were not to be disturbed; plus I locked the door on the way in here. Now strip, mister!"
