I put my bag down on my dresser and began taking off my jewelry just to give my hands something to do. When nothing was left, I turned to him expectantly. His hands were flitting from his tie, to his pockets, to his hands. He looked up at me and stilled his hands."So... what did you want to try?" I... I think it'll be better if you let me show you instead of telling. But you can obviously back out at any time," He added that last part hastily. "Will you trust me?"I paused uncertainly before nodding. He seemed to accept my response.“I’ll be right back.” He hurried out of the room, leaving me standing there. I looked around the familiar room and shifted from one leg to another, unsure of what I was waiting for. I heard him coming and looked to the door. He paused to collect himself before entering, and before my eyes, I watched him transform from his nervousness at dinner, to a confident man that was in his element. As he made his way towards me with a swagger in his step, he placed a. When he noticed me, he gestured me to come inside. I closed the door behind me and walked to his desk and put his lunch box on it.I smiled at him and waved goodbye since he was still on the phone, but he gestured for me to wait. He looked at me up and down, then motioned with his finger for me to give him a little swirl. I giggled but did as he told me, and I could see how he was eating me up with his eyes.Finally, the call ended, and he put the phone away. "Sorry about that, I thought he'd never stop talking," he said."It's okay. I got your lunch," I smiled. He got up from his chair and walked up to me."Thank you, baby, you're the best. You look so fucking good, sexy and adorable at the same time," he said, looking down to my cleavage. He was holding me close to him, his arms around my waist.I leaned in to kiss him, and he slid his hands down to my ass as he kissed me back, slowly and deeply. He pulled me even closer to him, grinding his hips against me. I could feel him getting.
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