I waited impatiently in the lounge of the hotel Mark worked in. I was wearing a wig I had borrowed from a friend, sunglasses and a nondescript overcoat so he wouldn't recognize me as I sat there waiting for him to go on his dinner break. I breathed a huge sigh of relief when I overheard him tell one of the clerks he was going to the hotel restaurant to get his dinner.
When he disappeared, I dove into the public bathroom and removed my disguise. I fixed my hair and checked my outfit. Everything was perfect.
I shoved the disguise into the bag I was carrying then headed for his office, waving to the clerk at the front desk. I frequently stopped by when Mark was working so my being there wasn't a surprise to them. I knew they wouldn't say anything to him about it, assuming he was expecting me.
I closed the door and quickly undressed, stuffing the clothes in the bag and hid it behind the big chair in the corner of the room. Giggling, I slipped under his desk to wait for him to come back to his office.
It didn't take long for him to come back to his office. I could smell fish and something spicy, probably a rice pilaf. My stomach grumbled and I wished I'd thought of eating before coming to the hotel.
Mark sat down at his desk and put his food on the desk then checked something before sitting down. He pulled his chair in and his knees bumped into me.
"What the hell?" he said then quickly pushed his chair back.
I smiled up at him then crawled out from under the desk. "I brought you dessert."
"What are you doing?"
"Remember how you told me that you have always fantasized about this?" I asked as I reached out to spread his legs. "It took me a while to make it happen but here I am."
"Oh hon, that's very thoughtful of you but I don't have ..." he replied.
