She would taste and feel so good. I would moan loudly for her, too. For a long time, there has been no one else I’ve wanted but her.
I cum in my hand, then finish washing off. I feel better, but also disappointed. I’m tired of having to do things this way. I don’t like having to resort to all these silly daydreams and fantasies. I’m starting to feel like they’re not enough anymore.
I wish I could make these thoughts that I have about her a reality, but that would cause a lot of problems around the office for both of us. I don’t need extra stress right now.
I turn off the shower and change into a clean suit. I need to get back up to my office and finalize my preparations for this trip. This is a very important case that we are working on, so I can’t afford to make any mistakes.
Having already came, I feel that I’ll be better able to concentrate on work. As I’m walking back, I pass her desk. She isn’t there. I’m both glad and sad. I shouldn’t be either of those, but I can’t help it.
I shrug my feelings off and force myself to think about work. It’s not easy, but it’s what I have to do.
I turn my attention to the files on my desk. I start to read through each one thoroughly. I need to know all the details of the case. I hope she is preparing as hard as I am.
I sigh in frustration. I really have to stop myself from thinking about her so much. It’s very distracting and can only lead to problems here. She would be worth any amount of trouble, though.
I chuckle at that thought. I’m able to read through two files before I need a break. I feel like the small print is going to give me a headache. It wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened to me.
I think about the upcoming adventure. Even though it’s still work, I can’t wait to go and feel the tropical weather. It’s going to be a nice change of pace from being stuck here in the city.
I sort through the rest of the papers. I’m going to have to make sure Mary gets these. I’ve just realized that some of these she hasn’t seen yet, and I want her to be prepared and know every detail about it before we arrive.
This is just busywork. I don’t feel like getting back to reading right now. I’m going to try to put it off as long as I can. That’s what I usually do.
Some might not consider it a smart business move, but that’s how I work. I’ve always been successful at my job, and that means that doing things the way I have been doing has worked well for me so far.
But I have to make sure I don’t get distracted by Mary, or all my normal ways of working will be out the window. Yes, Mary is curvy and gorgeous, but I tell myself that’s no reason to lose all focus, just for her. I have a feeling that’s easier said than done, though, since it’s all I’ve been unsuccessfully telling myself for a while now.
Chapter 3
Mary
I’m so excited about the trip that I have to tell someone. When I get home to my apartment, my roommate is sitting on the couch watching TV. I usually try to keep my distance from her. I get the feeling that she doesn’t like me too much. I’m not sure why, as I have always tried my best to be polite and friendly to everyone that I know.
Maybe it’s because I am always hanging around the place. I think me being here interrupts her make-out sessions with her boyfriend. Seriously, they are always going at it. I try not to let it irritate me, but I can’t help it.
Tonight is apparently the first night in a while that he’s not over here, which is a surprise. Still, no matter how she treats me, I always try to be nice to her. That is just the type of person that I am.
“Hey,” I say happily to her as I walk by.
I put my purse in my room, then head back through the living room to the kitchen.
“Oh, hi,” she replies in a monotone voice.
She doesn’t take her eyes off the TV. That’s how our conversations usually go. She only talks to me if she absolutely has to. I fix myself a quick snack, then stand near the arm of the couch.
“So, I got some exciting news today,” I hesitantly announce.
I wait for a reaction, but I don’t get much of one. Can’t say I’m very surprised by that.
“Oh really?” she asks.
She’s staring at the TV and twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. She sounds so bored with what I have to say. I don’t care, though; I’m too excited.