Another hard day at work! He almost ran out of the building as he headed to the parking lot to get his car. Once inside, his mind was on her. He wanted her again. His desire for her was strong. He went in his pocket and pulled out his phone. He dialed her number and waited for her to answer.
"Hello," she greeted.
He smiled brightly as his cock harden.
"Hello beautiful, how was your day?"
"It was alright. How was yours?"
He sighed heavily sounding exasperated.
"That good huh?" She asked.
He chuckled.
"Yeah, exactly. I would really like to see you tonight. If possible."
He held his breath. He prayed she would say yes.
"You could come over. I'm cooking tonight. However, it's not seafood," she laughed.
He breathed a sighed of relief and then laughed.
"I'm great with anything you're making. I'll be there in about half an hour. I'll see you then."
"Alright, I'll be here waiting," she said and ended the call.
His car couldn't move fast enough as he drove to her house. Traffic was murder. It gets like that during "rush hour." But he finally made it to her house. As he walked up to her door, he thought about bringing her flowers. He turned back around and walk to his car when he hears the door opening.
"You're leaving?" She asked as she open the door wide.
He turned around and stared at her. He bit his bottom lip as he stared at her attire. She was wearing a black pencil skirt with the slit in the front. He could see the thickness of her thighs. Her button down blouse was made of a thin fabric. He could see her black bra. She wasn't wearing shoes, but she still looks sexy as sin. Her toes were polish red. He cleared his throat.
"I was going to buy a bottle of wine," he said.
She smiled.
"You don't have to. I have a few bottles inside."
She stepped to the side and waited for him to enter. He silently curses to himself. He made a mental note to buy flowers next time. He entered into her home. The scent of tomatoes, garlic and basil filled his nostrils.