“Nobody. Never.” She moans when I push even deeper inside her. Her back is to the rest of the dark restaurant and I wish I was sitting on the outside so I could shield her body from everyone.
My nostrils flare with the essence of her arousal filling the booth. “I wish we were somewhere else. Anywhere else because I want to put my mouth on you and taste you.”
I stroke my hand along her clit and she starts gyrating her hips against me, moaning my name. I kiss her then, because I can’t hold back. I pull back enough to tell her to be quiet, that I don’t want anyone to hear her when she comes. She kisses me back and when she’s totally gone, ecstasy taking over, her head slides down to my shoulder. I put more pressure on her swelled clit until she’s biting down on me to keep from screaming her release. When her body freezes and tightens up, I don’t stop. I don’t stop until I know she’s leaking her cum all over my hand.
I cup her jaw and kiss her deeply. “Fuck, honey, that was hot.”
She smiles at me and it makes me even hotter for her. I pull my hand from between her legs. I lick my finger that was just inside her and moan as her taste explodes on my tongue. She tastes so good.
I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’m not the girl that has an orgasm in a booth at a restaurant. I would never do that. At least, I never thought I would do that. Mike just does something to me. He brings out this lust-filled woman in me that wants to push myself to the edge every day.
After our action at the restaurant, he walked me to my car and kissed me goodnight. I didn’t want the night to end, but I didn’t know how to tell him that. I think he’s taking it slow with me and I sort of appreciate it. If I end up being just another notch on his bedpost, I don’t think I would survive it. But honestly, I think he’s trying to do right by me.
The next morning, he smiles at me when he comes in but then he stows himself in his office most of the morning. I think about trying to talk to him. We aren’t really hiding anything, but I doubt he wants the whole office to know he’s dating an employee.
I had forgotten that I promised to go to lunch with Johnny so when he comes by my desk, I grab my purse. I think about telling Mike, but I see he’s on the phone so I don’t bother him.
Lunch with Johnny is always a treat. He is so different from anyone I’ve ever met. He’s covered in tattoos and a little rough around the edges. But he is also one of the sweetest men I’ve ever met. I’ve heard that he’s had a hard life, but I’ve never been privy to the details. I do know he is handsome. And I’m surprised he doesn’t have a girlfriend. So I ask him about it.
He’s stuffing a hamburger in his mouth and almost chokes on it at my question. “Uh, I just don’t want one.”
“Whatever, Johnny. I’ve seen you watching Ryder and Sierra. You want what they have. Why don’t you go for it?”
He looks at me and for a second I think he’s going to answer my question, but then he turns the tables on me. “So how are your lessons going? I saw you walk into the pub last night.”
My whole body heats up when he asks me that. I just smirk at him. “Fine. I get it. You don’t want to talk about it. Neither do I.”
We both laugh and start talking about work.
As we are walking back to the office, Johnny says, “Hey, heads up. Charlie has been scoping out a date for you. I figured since you haven’t told her you were dating boss man that I would stay out of it. But you may want to talk to her. He doesn’t seem the type to want to share.”
I just laugh at him. Honestly, how is this my life? A few days ago, a man would never even look at me. Now I am dating my boss and a friend is lining me up with dates. Not that I plan on going on any, but it does feel nice to be wanted.
At lunch time, I walk out of my office hoping to take Carrie to grab a bite to eat. I haven’t gotten to see her most of the morning because I’ve been super busy, but I hope to remedy that. When she’s not at her desk, I see Charlie by the water cooler. “Hey, have you seen Carrie?”