He looks at me, and our eyes lock for a millisecond; a moment when all the heavenly planets arrange themselves in perfect alignment to make two awkward people think the same thing-- "what next?" The end that was suppose to be seems like just the beginning of my desires for Jake!
He has been trying, a little too hard perhaps, to be around me since the unfortunate event of our last love making session. And I have been trying to avoid him, a little too harshly perhaps, ever since. He comes to my desk with papers in hand, and I try not to look at him for as long as I could. But eventually I have to look at him as we discuss business. And then, there goes my eyes, expertly landing on his G-spots. Words seem to tumble out of his mouth in slow motion as his lips touch and then separate again and again, sometimes pausing to make his lips wet with his tongue, which make them even more inviting. His eyelash flash upward at times to catch me off guard, and I can feel an invisible naughty smile on his, remarkably, grim looking face. Further down, I can still trace the trek his sweet sweat took on his neck when he attained the feat of kissing me all the while when he was making love with me. I had no complains then, I'll have no complains if he tries that feat again. He left the upper most button of his shirt unbuttoned. The two protruding shiny chest hair seem like two outstretch arms ready to hug me.
The business discussion is over! He leaves the room with a promise to come back with some other reports. May be I’ll start from his toes next time. Well, I still deny that I want to have anything to do with Jake. Shhhhhhh! I am very busy at work
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