I couldn’t stop the smile that spread throughout my entire body. I’m going to need you to stay late tonight and pull some records so I can prepare for the DRC meeting tomorrow. I don’t know how he had even made it into his office to turn on his computer when I got an email from him:
My mouth hung open a bit in delight as I smiled back at him. “Good morning Adrienne,” he called, locking eyes with me and smirking as his gaze traveled down my body to my thighs, exposed between my sweater dress and boots.
Jack walked in the door looking as attractive as ever, he hadn’t shaved the morning and the dark stubble accentuated his square jaw. It was the kind of outfit that would make a quick encounter very easy… which is what I spent most of my time fantasizing about. I’d paired it with black high-heeled boots that hit just above the knee. It was a long sleeved red sweater dress that hugged my curves but was loose enough to allow it to be short without looking obscene. Today in particular was a creation I shouldn’t have purchased on my salary, but I was fairly certain it was going to do the trick. I wanted him.Īs my attraction grew my dresses had been getting tighter, I was waiting for him to make the first move, but I couldn’t wait much longer. His knowing smile elicited a familiar tug between my legs that floated up through my stomach. Today, like most days he walked in and greeted me. I was completely in lust with him, with his dark hair and eyes, his broad shoulders, with the way he talked about struggling to fit into his new lifestyle because he still felt like a kid from a working class family playing pretend.Īnd so I fell into a routine of mostly being enamored and distracted. Nothing had really happened yet, but it was only a matter of time. He found excuses for us to work late, alone together, and always ordered in a complicated dinner, so we’d be at the table in his office for quite a long time, just talking. But his eyes lingered too long, and he trailed his fingers along my back when no one else was around. And the perks… well that would be the 30-year-old CEO, Jack Singer.Īt first I thought I was imagining it, this handsome, impossibly successful man couldn’t possibly be interested in me.
Wife morning quicky full#
It wasn’t the work I imagined I’d be doing with my english degree but I’d graduated months ago and my job search had been very frustrating and unsuccessful, so I felt lucky to have a decent paying full time gig, even if it was nowhere near my dream. I’d started working at a large real estate company as a records clerk a few months ago. And then I’d arrive at my desk and try to do as much work as possible before my distraction arrived. I always wore heels so that I could be closer to his 6’4 frame.
Wife morning quicky professional#
I needed to accept that.Įvery morning I would get myself ready for work - find a dress that looked professional but also clung nicely to my curves, apply makeup, curl my hair, and spritz a small amount of slightly too sexy for work fragrance on the nape of my neck. Working with him was just an impossibility at this point.
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