Happily Ever After With My Dad's Best Friend

“Go.”

And then she’s gone, and I have to adjust my pants again. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun with a girl—woman. No wonder the people who do this full time call it playing.

This is such a bad idea. Not because it’s wrong, but because I’m distracted. I haven’t been able to focus on anything but the minutes ticking by and how long I have until she gets back here. I haven’t gotten a single thing done. Thank God for Ellen who’s working in over drive because she’s leaving early. Nothing important is scheduled and she pushes me to clear the smaller tasks off my desk. I owe her more than I can even say because she’s helped keep Jack off my back, making up excuses for why I can’t meet with him about Takedown and the offer to buy the company. I think I’ve seen Jack less in the past two weeks than in the entire time that I’ve known him.

By the time Ellen leaves, I’m more than ready for playtime. Five minutes after that, Cora approaches my door. Four o’clock on the dot. “Being on time will go a long way in pleasing your boss, Miss Bradbury. I’m impressed.”

“I do want to please, Mr. Foster, and I try very hard.”

I wave her forward, and she comes closer, following my hand as I beckon her until she’s standing right beside me. She’s wearing one of those truly mouthwatering pencil skirts, and heels so high I can only call them ‘fuck me’ heels. “Kneel,” I tell her. “Under the desk. As much as I want you thinking about it happening in front of everyone, I think it’s better if we keep this to ourselves.”

Cora sinks to her knees with far more grace than I’d ever be able to manage, maneuvering herself under the desk and between my legs. I undo my belt, and nothing more. “You’re going to suck my cock, nice and slow. Make it last. And you may use your mouth only, for everything. Every time you use your hands I’ll add to your punishment later.”

She folds her arms behind her back. “Yes, Sir.” I can’t wipe the smile off my face as she begins to use her teeth on my zipper, then my underwear. I was expecting to have to help her, and I’m more impressed than I want to admit that she managed to free my cock effortlessly with her teeth.

Her lips close around the tip of my shaft and she does what I asked, nice and slow. I close my eyes and lean back a little, luxuriating in the feeling of her mouth on my skin, of the suction she’s giving. She’s using her tongue in these maddening little circles and I make note to use them on her later—

My office door slams shut, and I jump. Jack is striding across my office and he leans over the front of my desk. “So I’m guessing you haven’t been ill.”

I’ve pulled myself closer to the desk to erase even the chance that Jack might notice that there’s someone under the desk. “Who told you I was sick?”

“That’s what Ellen told Jill for the last week when she asked to schedule our meeting.”

I assumed that Cora would stop what she was doing when Jack first spoke. That she would wait until he had left the room. I assumed wrong. She keeps taking me deeper into her mouth, smoothly and slowly. I told her to suck my cock, and I didn’t tell her to stop. “I’m sorry about that.”

Jack takes a step back. “Is there a good reason for the lie?”

I shrug, trying to keep an air of relaxation. “I am not ready to have that meeting.”

“And you don’t think that was something you could have just told me?”

Cora pulls back, and then sinks down onto my cock, working me into her throat, and for a second I freeze. Fuck that feels good. “Would you have listened?” I hope he doesn’t notice the way my voice just changed. “You didn’t seem inclined to when you notified me of the offer.”

“You’ll never know now, will you?” Jack says, the expression on his face ugly.

I sigh, hiding the fact that one of my hands is white-knuckling the armrest of my chair. “Jack, it’s Friday. It’s almost the end of the day and it’s been a long one. I promise we’ll have the conversation next week.”

His eyes narrow, and for one eternal moment I think that he knows. But he stands and straightens his suit, pinning me in place with his glare. “We will. It’s going to happen.”

He exits the office with the same abruptness that he came into it with, and I almost melt into my chair in relief. “Cora, what the fuck.”

All she does is laugh and speed up her rhythm. Never in a million years did I think I’d be in that situation—trying to get Jack out of the room because his daughter is under my desk with her lips around my cock. Adrenaline and arousal roll though me. That was terrifying. Exhilarating. We should have done something at the office long before now.

Cora’s teeth graze me, just enough to make me shudder, and I close my eyes and let her work. It doesn’t take long until my breath is coming in time with the movement of her mouth, pleasure building deep inside like it’s behind a dam that’s about to break. And suddenly it does, and holy shit, I forget every time just how good it feels with her.

She sucks me down into her mouth as I come, taking everything that I give her and drawing the pleasure out in long, slow strokes. I look down at her under the desk as she releases me, a wicked grin on her face. “I’m not sure I can put you back with just my mouth,” she says.

“That’s fine.” After that performance, she deserves a break.

I help her out from under the desk after adjusting myself, and stand. “Are you ready to leave the office for today? Because that was just the start.”

Cora’s eyes flash. “The start of what?”

“The start of a very fun weekend.”

8

We barely leave my apartment the next two days, and I think it’s the first weekend in eight years where I do no work whatsoever. I take Cora to a gorgeous restaurant on the outskirts of Houston, and more and more I realize that I’m taken with her. She’s smart and funny and sexy and she likes to play. I understand now the clichés about how a person could be everything that you never knew you were looking for. That’s the way I feel. I didn’t know that I was looking for someone like Cora, it just happened. I suppose I have Jack to thank for that, as strange as it is. Even though I’m not nearly ready to tell him.

Cora looks over at me from the other side of the bed. The sheets are draped over her in a way that’s fucking sexy, and I’m tempted to take a picture, but my phone is in the other room.

“We never actually talked about that code you had me look at,” she says.

I smirk. “We were busy doing other things.”

“True.”

“What do you think of it?”

She sits up, bringing the sheet with her so that she’s still covered. It’s cute, after everything we’ve done with each other that she still has the impulse. “I thought it was good, but when we get to the office tomorrow I want to show you a base code application that I think will just make everything simpler. It won’t change the aesthetics much, just function.”

“You think it’s better?”

“Maybe,” she says. “I think starting with that will allow you to route things through fewer protocols, which will make it faster. There’s the potential for it to be smoother than it already is.”

I nod. “Then I’m excited to see it.” I lean back against the headboard. “The truth is, I don’t really disagree with Jack on expanding. I just want to do it our way. Up until now we’ve been cautious, and it’s worked in our favor. I think he’s worried that moving that slowly will make us less competitive.”

“How do you want to expand?”

“I’d like to do a whole bunch of things,” I say. “I’d like to try a subscription box since those seem to be so popular. I don’t think Takedown’s idea of on-call tailors is a bad one if you can find a way to make it financially viable. Eventually, down the road, I’d like to see if we can get any traction in the women’s clothing world. But what we have now is good, and I don’t want to ruin what we have by rushing into something we’re not ready for. One weak point in the boat will make you sink even if all the other parts are strong.”