It's been a while since me and John had one of our... meetings... I had pretty much been avoiding him but God damn I missed him. I hated to admit it but I missed the way he made me feel, the way his breathe felt against my skin. Sometimes late at night I would find my mind wandering back to where it all began, against his office desk and my hands would go down my lacy knickers until I was screaming his name.
I couldn't wait any longer...
"Ah, Miss Juliet... to what do I owe this pleasure?" John asked as he opened his office door.
"John, I wanted to run through some of this week's figures." I told him presenting him with my notebook.
"Come on in then." John stood to the side to let me in.
As I passed I purposely went as close to him as I could, letting my hand brush against his legs as I went. I took a seat on his desk. When he saw me sitting there, his eyes widened in surprise but he quickly regained his professionalism.
"So, these figures?" He asked.
John took a seat on his chair.
"Right, so this figure just here..." I leaned forward letting my cleavage be on show for him as I moved my notebook closer.
"It just doesn't seem to match last weeks, not nearly as close." I said tapping my nails against his desk.
I could see him staring at my breasts so I leaned forward a little bit more, so they were closer to his face.
"And what do you suppose I do about this? You're the one in charge of this..." He said.
I smirked slightly.
"Yes, I am in charge." I jumped off the desk and stood in front of him, my legs touching his.
"Miss Juliet, what are you doing?" He asked.
"Well, you said I was in charge so..." I tapped my fingers against my hip and tilted my head slightly.
The corner of his lips turned up slightly, finally he was catching on.
