As he left her office, Scott wondered if he had just made the biggest mistake of his life. Maybe he should have gone a little slower, but there was no use trying to undo what he had done. He had planned to invite her to dinner, but things had suddenly gotten out of hand and he could not stop himself. He had to pull himself together and control his feelings better next time; otherwise he worried he would scare her away.
Or would he? He thought about the moment when he had trapped her against the wall, and she had just raised her chin in defiance. He had wanted her even more then, and the warmth had spread through his system and particularly into his cock, making it even more difficult to make the right decisions.
Still, if she was the woman he thought she was, she would meet him head on. He just hoped she was as attracted to him as he was to her.
Damn, why couldn't he control himself? He had never experienced any difficulty in that department before whenever he was with a woman. So what was so different about her?
He just shook his head in wonder. It was no use pondering what couldn't be made undone. Right now he had some serious repairing to do. Slow and easy, she had said. Well, he would give it a try and see if that worked better.
After touching her he was convinced it would be worth the effort.
***
The weekend passed in a blur as Kate tried to forget what had happened, or at least to stop analysing and instead try to figure out what had actually occurred in her office. It was of no use. The man that had been the object of her dreams had suddenly started to occupy her daytime thinking as well. It was unnerving and slightly exciting at the same time.
She felt giddy just by imagining that he was telling the truth. But, the more level-headed part of her brain kept telling her not to get her hopes up too high. Most likely it was all a joke, although she had not been able to spot a camera or any co-worker hiding behind the door.
Still, even if he really wanted her it was probably just for a weekend fling. Why else would he wait until they were alone before practically jumping her bones? It was better if she tried to forget the entire episode and focus on doing her job. She didn't want to be the laughingstock of the entire company.
Monday
Despite her resolution, Kate spent a lot more time than usual when choosing her outfit before her next workday. The thought that someone would actually notice her clothes made her more self-critical. In the end she settled for tight jeans and a v-shaped top that showed a little cleavage. She actually felt quite sexy and it felt good, she realised. Maybe it wasn't so bad to have a man lusting after you -- even if it was only a prank.
But, working on your looks takes time, Kat realised, and she barely made it to the morning meeting in time. Sinking down into her favourite chair, she had only managed to grab her notebook as she passed her office. There had been a fresh bouquet of flowers on her desk but she hadn't given it much thought.
As the meeting went on, they discussed the new features and possible solutions were put forward. Scott lead the meeting in his usual controlled way, and tasks were divided among the programmers and designers. Kate was busy writing down her latest task when someone knocked on the meeting room door.
"Come in," Scott called.
The secretary, Stuart, was standing there with his arms full of flowers.
"Have you opened a flower shop, Stuart?" Scott asked, to general laughter.
"I'm soon getting there," Stuart smiled ironically. "I've had more flowers delivered this morning than in the entire year." He turned to Kate and asked. "Where do you want me to put them?"
"I'm not a florist. Why ask me?"
"Well, they are for you, but your office is full. So where do you want the rest of them?"
"Try the front desk or the canteen?" Brian suggested.
"Good idea," Kate agreed.
"Won't you read the cards first?" Stuart asked.
"Just put them on my desk," she answered slowly, wondering who was sending her flowers. It wasn't her birthday, and as far as she was aware of, no one close to her had died recently.
"Let's go on," Scott suggested, and effectively restarted the meeting.
***
After the meeting, Kate walked back to her office and stopped dead in her tracks. What on earth had happened here? She looked at the door sign just to make sure she was in the right place. Yes, it was her name on the door, but the room looked more like a hothouse than a programmer's office.
Every part of her office was covered in flowers till there was barely enough room for her in front of her computer. There had to be some mistake.
She grabbed the nearest card and read 'I'll go slowly this time'. No signature, but there could be little doubt about who the sender was.
"Wow, what happened here?" Brian laughed loudly from behind her. "It's a jungle. Has someone died or something?"
Being his blunt old self, his words played on Kate's fears. She grabbed another card and read "To a beautiful lady from a secret admirer."
"No, no one died. It seems I have a secret admirer," she said as she showed him the card.
"With a large bankroll," Brian added. "Man, this is insane. Are you sure this admirer is right in the head?"
"Probably not," Kate smiled. "I like flowers, but just not this many at the same time. Would you like some?"
"Just give me the one with the juiciest card."
"Will this one do?" Kate handed over a card that said 'I still want to lick your foot soles.'
"Man, that's disgusting. You just keep the card. I'll just take the flowers."
"If someone wants flowers for their ladyloves or something, just send them in," Kate laughed as Brian retreated. "I won't charge much."
"Are you planning on selling your presents?" Scott suddenly asked from the doorway. He seemed a bit annoyed as if he didn't like the way she treated her gifts.
"As I said to Brian: I like flowers, but this is way too much."
"Maybe your admirer had something special to atone for," Scott suggested as he looked around the room.
"Maybe he does. Or maybe he's completely insane," Kate just smiled at him before turning to what used to be her desk.
"Maybe he is," he said in a neutral voice as he exited her office.
"Scott?" she shouted after him.
"What?" he asked as he came back and leaned on her door frame.
