Michael and Tracy stepped out of the parking deck elevator together. Their cars were the last two left on the level. They crossed the deck and made their way over to the vehicles.
"Didn't think we were ever getting out of that meeting," Tracy commented as she felt at the bottom of her bag for her keys.
"Me, either – four o'clock meetings never start at four and never end at five."
Tracy unlocked the car doors. "Just pop those folders in the back seat if you don't mind. I'll reorganize them before I take them back in the morning."
Michael sat the small stack in the car and closed the door. He turned to Tracy and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You get too involved in your work, you know. It's just work- not your life. "
"Yeah, I know – it's going to leave me a lonely woman. I think I've heard that a time or two. Don't worry about me, though. It keeps me busy and that's enough for now."
Michael leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead. "It shouldn't be enough. There is so much you're missing."
"Like this?" Tracy asked. She touched his face and pulled him into a kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her and leaned her back toward the car. "Mmmm . . . like this."
She could feel his erection straining at the material of his pants. His hands slid up under her blouse. He unhooked her bra and freed her breasts from their cups.
"And this . . ." Michael bent his head and suckled one of her nipples. Gently, he tugged and rolled the other nipple with his strong talented fingers.
