Mia stood resolutely in her boss’ office, with white-knuckled hands gripping the edge of his desk.
“You’re sending me to Iowa? Iowa? For God’s sake, Hal! I said I needed time to think not miles and miles of nothing to do,” she argued.
“You’re going,” he stated emphatically.
“Hal! I’m a Reporter! What in hell is there to report in friggin’ Iowa? Did someone see Jesus in a cloud,” she spat with incredulity.
“Mia, you’re getting married in a month. Even if you don’t attend the meeting, I’m making you go. Go and think about this,” Hal insisted, not backing down.
His face was filled with concern and his brows furrowed every time he looked in her direction. Mia took a deep breath and relented slightly,
“Enforced vacation,” she queried.
“Yes,” he said unapologetically, “You’re engaged but not wearing his ring. Face it, there’s something wrong in paradise. Spend some time at Sycamore Access. Take some fabulous pictures. Sit by the river and really think about this. You’re not happy, Mia.”
Mia stepped back and took a seat in the leather chair, recalling how arguments as vehement as this one used to end in wildly passionate sex. Her heart dropped from chest to feet. She knew he was right.
“Okay,” Mia agreed, “On one condition,” she said with a hungry smile as she stood and walked toward him.
Hal grinned tentatively, backing up in his seat, warning, “Mia,” but she knew he still wanted her as much as she wanted him.
Mia approached like a cat preparing to pounce. Hal pushed his chair back until it hit the wall. He was trapped. She grinned licking her lips.
She unzipped her skirt and stepped out of a black half-slip revealing garte belt, black stockings and heels. She leaned down to unbuckle his belt and remove his dress slacks.
“Mia,” Hal warned, drawing her name out, “What are you doing? Remember, you’re en—”
She placed two fingers over his mouth and quietly shushed him, “Shhh. Don’t,” she instructed him.
Hal fell silent. They hadn’t made love in months. Both had reluctantly agreed that an office romance was entirely too complicated, especially in an office filled with nosy reporters.
Finally he was naked from the waist down and Mia seized the moment. He was already harder than she had ever seen him and closed her lips around him. She ran her tongue around the head of his stiff cock as his head fell back and he releasing a groan.
Mia pushed him fully into her mouth through tight, sucking lips while stroking his length with her warm, moist tongue. Slowly, she pulled away and straddled him. Hal gripped her ass whispering how he had missed this.
“Mmm hmm,” she replied, unable to speak intelligently. Mia watched his face, his closed eyes, the wrinkles in his brow disappearing, and then pushed up and down his entire length. God, he was hard.
Hal grasped her tight little ass cheeks more tightly and stood to push her down on his desk. She pulled up her knees and perched four-inch stilettos at the edge of his desk while he ravaged her, kissing her everywhere he could reach, pounding her tight wetness while his balls slapped her ass.
Hal pinched her pink nipples softly squeezing her full, aching breasts, making consummate love until they built a crescendo that insisted on release.
Mia bit her lip hard to stifle a scream, and he held his breath as his thick girth throbbed inside of her.
By the time they were spent, it looked like a small bomb had detonated in his office, just like old times, Mia reminisced. She knew it was now or never. She had him exactly where she wanted him.
Mia’s breath caught as he softened, still sheathed deeply within her, and said, “Please Hal, don’t make me go.”
She plead batting eyelashes slightly as Hal reached for his desk drawer. She waited pensively, wondering what he would find to use for a makeshift toy. Instead, he retrieved the airline ticket and stuffed it into her parted crimson lips.
“You’re going,” he said staunchly.
Mia groaned, rolling her eyes, and mumbled around the envelope, “Alone or tickets for two?”
Hal turned to retrieve clothing insisting, “Alone, then, we’ll think about what comes next,” with the grin of a cat with canary feathers protruding from its mouth.
“Okay, okay,” she laughed at his determination, “but I’m already looking forward to my return!”
“I’ll pick you up at the airport,” Hal taunted, “Wear something sexy and no underwear except stockings and garters.”
Mia grinned at her victorious defeat knowing that she wouldn’t have as much to think over, now that they were beginning again.
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