Office Seduction

“Oh, I have plenty, I always order too much,” she says, as she sits where I’ve cleared room for her. “I even have some beer, but don’t tell the boss. He might not like that.”

“Naughty girl. I won’t tell him, if you don’t. Beer is always good with Chinese, so how can I deny some now, hmm? It’s been ages since I’ve had Wen Way’s.”

“Mmm, it is my favorite place to order from! Dig in, help yourself.”

Over the next hour, we talk, eat and drink. I toss around my idea for the new waterfall to her. She gives me a few ideas to help, that I know will make the clients happy and knowing I can be pleased with my work. But I can’t help but notice her skirt riding up a little higher as she moves around. Her bare skin showing, the lace of her leggings perfectly hugging her flesh. The way she licks her lips after each bite of food is intoxicating, I just want to nibble on her lips.

By the time we’re done, I have a slight buzz and it is late and tiredness is seeping in. I know I’ll be no good working on the project now, so I begin to organize my office a little before heading home. I haven’t been looking forward to going home alone, I hate sleeping alone. Even with all the flaws in my marriage, it is still nice to sleep beside someone.

“Thanks for dinner, I’ll foot the next bill,” I tease her.

Lisa helps me pick up my office a little, mostly getting rid of the beer cans and Chinese leftovers.

“I’m going to hold you to that one. You working tomorrow or you giving yourself a break finally?”

“Um, no, I’m going to be here. My family is out of town and I really need to get this work done. Besides I work better when there is less people around.”

“Cool. I work better alone too. I think it’s because I am an only child.”

“I’m an only child too, so hey, might be true. Never thought of it that way.”

***

Coming home, I feed the dog and strip out of my clothes. I flop into bed, flip on the TV and find a rerun to watch. My wife hates when the dog sleeps with us, but since she isn’t home, I allow her tonight, because I don’t want to sleep all alone. It helps me fall asleep easier than I thought, getting a full nights sleep.

I take the morning to sleep in some, though my idea of sleeping in is eight. When I wake up, Ginger and I go for a jog around the block. She is supposed to be the kids dog, but as it usually happens, I’m the one who takes care of her. I like her as a jogging partner, she keeps me motivated in staying in shape. When I get home, I take a long shower and enjoy a nice breakfast of scrabbled eggs and hash browns. I find it relaxing to have the house to myself, at least in the day time.

As much as I rather stay home and get things done I know need to be done, I head into work. It’s a little after one by the time I get in and settled down, continuing to work on the waterfall design. It is one of the last parts of the project that the clients have been ify about. If I don’t find a good way to see their vision, they’ll opt out and that is less money for the company and makes me look like I can’t make the clients fully happy.

The other partners were unsure if they wanted to add someone new to the ranks, but I was being tempted by another company to go work with them. The partners knew I’d be a great loss and knew the only way to keep me was to make me partner. The other company was offering a lot more money than what I was making, so I was highly tempted to go. With being partner, my pay grade went up and I made partner. I couldn’t leave with an offer like that.

It took them a few months before giving me my first project, but when this one came through the doors, they thought they’d finally put me to the test. They know I can do it, they just want to see if I can do it on my own. I got to pick my team, except for Lisa who was pushed onto me the last minute because she had to prove herself too. I didn’t mind though, I know how hard it is to prove yourself.

She was almost painfully shy at first, only doing her work and never really engaging with the rest of the team. That only lasted about a week, until I pulled her aside and told her to step up her game. She liked my forwardness and showed up the next day with coffee and donuts and becoming more active with the rest of us. Now I’m not sure where we’d be without her and her great ideas.

***

“There you are!” Lisa’s voice makes me jump, not expecting to hear anyone at the office.

“Holy crap, you scared the hell out of me,” the laugh that follows is more of being frightened than humor.

“I’m so sorry! You said you’d be here today, so I figured I’d come by and help. Everyone else is off doing family stuff or just avoiding work like the plague, but not you. I also know how much this means to you, so I’m giving myself to you, to use as you please. Use me Greg, use me,” she exaggerate the last part, smiling with a flirty tone.

“I think I’d have too much fun using you how I wanted to,” my words are out before I can stop myself. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” I look away, trying to make myself look busy.

“I don’t mind. You can use me in that way too. I wouldn’t stop you,” she grins as I look up.

My jaw agape like the fool I am, I stare at her, but recover quickly, “that’s the best offer I’ve had in a long time,” I quip.

“Well then, use me master!”

I give her a wink, before asking her to run over the work sheet I had done yesterday. She gladly does, pulling her legs up under her, as she sits on the couch. She has on a loosely fitting shirt, a cute skirt I’ve not seen her wear before and what looks like the same leggings as last night. She looks completely comfortable and stunning at the same time. It makes it hard to pay attention to my own work.

Somehow I manage though, over the next several hours, we hardly make a peep. Exchanging some ideas off each other, but not much, just working along side one another. It isn’t until it is dark outside that she finally says something.

“Oh my God, I’m fading. I’m starving like never before. If I don’t get something in me, I’m going to just die.” She’s all theatrical, her voice slightly whiny, but in a cute, I need to be over the top way. She looks at me as though she is in pain, but a smile she can’t deny while doing so.

“Is that my cue to feed you, M’lady? I did say I’d foot the next bill, and I am hungry too. I could go for some foodage right about now.”

“Yes! Yes, foodage is good. I want something greasy and totally unhealthy. Oh and cheesy, mmm God yes. I want extra cheese on whatever it is.” She bounces up from her seat, with a new gust of wind. “Feed me, Sire! I beg of you.”

“Okay, okay. You win. I know just the place. You keep working, if you can manage and I’ll go grab food. One last question… Chocolate or vanilla?”

“It depends, what for?”

“Just answer the question. You’ll see.”

“Aw no fair. Okay, okay, umm, chocolate! Lady can’t go wrong with chocolate.”

I grab my keys and head out, as Lisa gets back to work. I am headed to Jo’s Burger Shack. They make the best worst food for you. Can’t go wrong with their cheese burgers, cheese fries and a milk shake. Their shakes are so thick it takes forever to drink. My favorite kind! I love taking my kids there on their birthday’s and other fun little outings we do.

It’s rather busy, since it is a Saturday night, but the manager who knows me, puts my order through right away. I’m thankful, because I don’t want to make Lisa wait too long and I also want to get more work done before the night is over. At least there won’t be any beer involved in tonight’s meal. When my order is up, I tip him well, and head back to the office.

When I get back to my office, Lisa has cleared away the desk, to make room for dinner tonight. She must have known it would be easier to eat this on a flat surface, or was just trying to be helpful. She does a dance as she sees me.

“Holy Cheese! I can smell it from here. Gimme gimme gimme!”

“Cheeseburgers, with extra cheese, cheese fries, and of course a chocolate shake to wash it down with. Totally greasy and unhealthy for you, but damn good.”

“Mmm yes, you are the best,” she says between bites of fry, she has yet to sink her teeth into the burger. “Hm, now I see chocolate or vanilla. I did good, I love chocolate shakes. Heaven in the form of food.”

The way she eats her dinner, I can tell she really does find it to me heaven. She isn’t like so many woman who are afraid to eat in front of a man. She doesn’t look like she gives a damn. She has a smear of ketchup on her chin, which I help clean up. She doesn’t run away embarrassed, just calls herself a slob. Even at the end, she does a massive burp, saying she is making room for more. She does excuse herself, in a fit of giggles, but it still counts.

I’m not sure if other guys would find it attractive or not, but I don’t care. I think it is cute she can be herself the way she does. She might be different with guys she is into though, who knows? But it makes me glad she be this way with me.

Once she is finished, she excuses herself so she can go wash up. I didn’t eat nearly as fast as she did, but by the time she comes back, I’m finished. I then excuse myself to wash up. I haven’t eaten so unhealthy in a long time, so I know extra jogging is going to be needed. Ginger won’t mind that either. So I’m in luck.

When I head back into my office, I do not expect to see what I do. I’m shocked…

Lisa has cleared away the trash from dinner and now is splayed across my desk. Her skirt is on the floor, beside my chair, with only her shirt and leggings on. Her hair flowing over the desk, looking at me with a coy smile, she caresses her fingers down over her breast. I can see her nipples are perked hard and tight, even through the thin fabric of her clothing.

“Wh-what is this?” I stumble over my words, confused, but aroused at the same time.

“Oh come on now, we both know this was bound to happen. Now come get your real dessert,” her legs open slightly more, exposing herself to me.

I know there has always been a slight flirting banter between us, more so this weekend, but I never dreamed it was something that would come to this. I’ve thought about Lisa a few times while enjoying myself. It is something I’ve have been doing for a long time now. I can’t even recall the last time my wife and I made love. I sometimes get lucky on my birthday, but not always.