"I'm actually a couple minutes earlier than I said I would be... So... Calm down." She teased.
"The details mean nothing." He said.
"I thought the details meant everything to a lawyer." She teased.
She bent over the waist to place the files and notes on the table by the couch. Her skirt rode up and she didn't bother straightening it out. She then grabbed her planned and walked up to his desk and stood right beside him. Facing him. With her butt pushed against the desk and leaning against it. As she was the day before.
Dick took a moment to take his eyes off the screen and focus on the woman inches away from him.
When he did, she noticed his face light up. Even if it was for a second. She took pride in it. He placed his hand around her knee and yanked her closer before she pushed back on his chair and spun to sit facing her completely.
And it was Alison the one to break the ice this time. "What the hell were you thinking texting me that late." She said.
His hands rode up to her mid-thigh and held her firm. "Say the word and I won't..." he started.
"Oh shut up." She hissed. "I don't mean it like that." She spoke. "I just didn't expect your first text to be something like that. A late night impulse text."
"It's texting. Not losing your virginity." He laughed groping her thigh comfortably.
"Texting is how I connected with some of the most important people in my life. It is a very special means to me." She confessed
"Well then, the next time I text. I'll light a candle and throw some flower petal to heighten the mood." He teased.
She smacked his wrist. Not off. She giggled in the process. "Why did you text me last night?" she asked.
"I just wanted to talk." He said.
"That all?" she asked.
"Should there be more?" he quipped.
"There usually is." She said.
"There usually is what?" he asked.
"What is it the kids call it these days?" she started. "A booty call..." she said.
He shoved his hand further through. And reached for her ass from under the front between her legs and cupped. Her right left cheek. Squeezed it. "This booty definitely needs a call. And when I make the call. You better be certain I'm gonna be in close proximity. And you better take it." He said.
"Or what?" she teased.
"You'd find out." He said. She could sense her heart pounding in her chest. She was in her boss' office. With his hand between her thigh and up her skirt as he reached around and grabbed her ass cheek. This was so inappropriate. And yet she made no effort to not be in it.
She bent her knees and spread them and grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand off her ass. "You're getting very frisky these days." She said pushing his hand away and taking a step closer brushing her leg along the mid of his thigh.
She looked down when she moved her leg and noticed a twitch in his pants. A very big twitch. She wondered if Amanda was really exaggerating or if it was in fact that big. Seeing that big twitch. Only confused her more.
"Can you blame me?" he said. "You're right outside. All the time." He said and paused and took a moment to admire her. He placed his hand between her thigh and hiked her skirt. Bent over slightly to take a peek at her panties. And sat back on his chair, "...And I don't think I've told you this before. But you're fucking hot."
She laughed when he said that and leaned over to smack him on the shoulder. "Shut up." She said.
"I'm not joking." He said laughing along.
"You're talking to me like we're lovers." She said.
"Would that be so bad?" he asked.
"This is not how bosses talk to their secretaries." She said, "You can't be talking to me and touching me like this." She said.
He took the opportunity and reached between her legs and grabbed a thigh and yanked her closer. Her knee was barely an inch from his crotch. Still rubbing softly against his thigh. "Like this?" he asked.
"Exactly." She laughed nodding. And still not making and effort to move his hands or away from his grasp.
"You don't seem to have a problem with it." He said, "Do you?"
"Oh no you don't..." she said, grinning. "You don't get to put that pressure on me, mother fucker."
"Alison, talking to me." He said. And just then both his laptop and phone started pinging.
"Another time." She said stepping away. Smacking his hand off her thigh. "Let's get back to work." She said
"Stay." He said.
"Work..." she said again and went back to the couch and picked up her notes and pen and the two hesitantly returned to focusing on their work.
Once their daily brief was done. Alison took every opportunity to look into the office to see him taking glances at her. She remembered how he spoke of her being hot.
She conveyed every detail of everything, to Amanda not an hour later.
"Yup he does that sometimes." Said Amanda.
"He's done that to you?" Alison asked surprised that she was also familiar.
"Not just. He'll lift you up grabbing you like that." Said Amanda. "I know it's tough to make out what he's like under that suit. But trust me. He's a large man. GOD Just thinking about him makes me wet." She said.
"Shhh... People can hear you."
The two glanced around them to find a few older men not far from them looking in their direction and turning away.
"Lifts you up?" said Alison shocked that he would be able to even do that at his age.
"Well yeah... Once you start fucking him, you'll find out. He'll toss you around and fuck you in every position he feels in the moment. It doesn't matter if you're physically capable or not. He'll make you and by the end of it. You're gonna be surprised that you were even able to and excited for more."
"Wow." Said Alison surprised by everything Amanda said.
"I have to tell you, hands down. He's the best I've had in bed." Amanda confessed. "And I'm almost jealous that you get to have him next.
"I've not even decided if I'm going to allow anything to happen between us." Alison said.
"Sure... Is that why you let him grab your bare ass from under your legs this morning? Or why you stay up all night texting him? Or why your face brightens up whenever you talk about him."
"Alright fine. I get it. But it's different." Said Alison, "We're just flirting with all that. Sex is a whole other story." She said, "I'm married. So is he. And he's my boss. Who, you used to be involved with. And we're friends." She shook her head just saying all that out loud. "This is way more complicated to not look at the downside."
"What downside?" said Amanda, "There is no downside. I used to fuck him yes. But we've been talking about how he's with. Hell he used to fuck Brenda before I got into the picture. And I know there's been others. But it's just that. We work for one of the best law firms in the city. And we work with high profile clients. Our work can get very strained on us. We know it and accept it. And find release whenever we can. There's nothing to complicate. It's just sex."
"It's just sex." Alison repeated.
"Exactly. It's just sex." Amanda confirmed.
"I agree. She's right... It's just sex." Said Markus at her apartment, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a glass of juice in just his boxers, that every evening.
"You can't really say that." Said Alison.
"Why not. You know it I know it. It's not like you and me." He said, "With him it's going to be nothing more than sex. He's got a family, you've got a family. What more could it be?" he asked.
"I mean... We've gotten along quite well the last few weeks. Hell like I said. The man practically grabbed me by my pussy." She chuckled a little.
"Like this?" he said walking up to her and placing his open palm on her mound grinning as he left no space between them.
She smiled and shoved him on the couch by his shoulder and grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand further back and reached around only to have him grab her ass. "Like this." She said.
He sat groping his mother and she stood just as she did with Dick that morning. Except all she had on now was Markus' shirt.
"I have to admit. This is an easy position to pick you up." He admitted.
"You really think?" she asked.
Markus without a second thought, stiffened his hand and picked her up reaching for her back with the other hand and spinning her around.
The sudden pressure on her pussy like that wasn't expected. She squealed and laughed when he picked her up and spun her around. "Woooooaaaaaoeeeee aaaaahhh. Stop it. STAAAHHHPPP!!" she laughed.
He tossed her on the couch and fell atop her body spread her legs and positioned himself perfectly in place and kissed her.
"I wondered." She said.
"Wondered what?" he asked.
"If you were a romantic."
"You don't think I am?" he asked.
"I know now." She smiled kissing him back.
"What made you doubt it?" he asked.
"Given how rough you got the last couple of time."
"Mom, I'm sorry. But..."
"You don't have to say anything baby. I'm here for you." She said. "I'm your mother. I'm her for you no matter what. For anything. My body is yours. And don't ever doubt or question that. You don't need to apologize. Ever with me." She said.
He kissed her passionately and the mother and son made love with all their heart and bodies in sync. She woke up the next morning to a note from Markus on her nightstand with nothing but, 'I love you.' On it .
She smiled and got dressed and headed for work. She couldn't contain her grin the entire day. Dick and Amanda asked her about it. And she said that it was the guy from her apartment.
She barely had anytime with Dick that morning with all the meetings lined up. And it was the same for the rest of the week.
She was well aware of how busy he was and didn't bother him. She teased as she always did and he's offer a wink before she left his office. It was all that was needed.
Later that Friday evening she headed home and found a package waiting at her door. She knew it was the vibrator and that night she tried it on. She noise wasn't as high pitched as the old one back home. It was deeper. Much more bolder. And it was VERY intense. The vibration motor had multiple levels and the highest was enough to rip an orgasm out of any woman in a matter of seconds.
Markus called her from the airport the next morning and told her that he was travelling. And won't be around for a while. She missed him and only then realized how her new toy delivery was appropriately timed.
She tried to repeat her affair with Markus as they did in the earlier day on the phone but Markus happened to be too busy. She missed him and the only thing she had was her flirty routine with Dick in the office and her new toy.
*****
It had been over two weeks and Markus' stay trip prolonged longer than expected. They barely spent a couple of night on the phone recreating the old days. Her flirting with Dick on the regular got a lot more steamy and she was growing more frustrated as each day passed.
On the days he actually did get time they'd spend hours on the phone talking about what he'd wanna be doing with her. To her. And what not.
Around the end of the third week. Alison had one of her longest working days working under Dick. There wasn't much fun but just running around getting papers signed and stamped and filed. She equated to having worked this hard in decades.
