"Don't you guys have somewhere to be?" Christian asked his friends impatiently. He glanced toward his office door, not for the first time. It was already after eight thirty in the evening, and Christian couldn't help but repeatedly glance at his watch and the door.
Neither Manny nor Logan made any attempt to stand up, or even acknowledge that Christian had even spoken for that matter. Christian growled with his frustration, but neither of his friends paid any attention to that either. Manny sat forward and feigned a deep interest in the business magazine he had been flipping through. Logan sat back and made a show of demonstrating just how comfortable he was. Neither of them had any immediate intentions of leaving. Wise-asses, Christian thought to himself testily.
"Alright guys! I am serious. We are friends, but get the fuck out! I have to get these contracts together." Christian snapped. He walked over to his office door and yanked it open. The office beyond his door was virtually silent. Most if not all of his co-workers had already headed home for the evening.
Christian wasn't normally in the office at this time either, but he had finally closed his big business deal and now he had the contracts to draw up. He could have taken his work home, but it was easier just to work in the office instead of lugging all the files home and back. The contracts were due early the following morning. Christian already suspected they would maybe late if his date proved to be too much of a distraction, of which she always seemed to be! Just thinking about her milky tits made his mouth water and his groin heat.
Manny kept his eyes trained on the 'drier-than-toast' magazine, but Logan finally turned toward Christian. "What's your problem, man? Why do you want rid of us so badly? Don't lie to us and tell us this is about work! She is coming here, isn't she? You don't want us to meet her! " He accused. "The only woman to ever grab your attention and you want to hide her away, why is that?"
"Yeah Christian! We're just not used to you showing an interest in a girl for more than one, or two fuck-tastic nights! We're just curious about what makes this one so damn special. We want to meet her." Manny added, finally putting down the magazine. Christian had known Manny and Logan since high school, so the seemed to have a sense of when he was hiding shit from them. This annoyed Christian endlessly.
Christian's eyes flashed with his barely concealed temper. He didn't want his friends anywhere near Emily. He didn't know why exactly, but he just knew he didn't want them to meet her this evening – if ever! "Guys, I swear you will get to meet her soon enough. Now get the Hell out!"
"Ok, ok!" Manny finally said, throwing his hands up in defeat. He got up and walked toward the door, with Logan following on his heels. "We'll leave this time, but we want to meet this hot piece of ass soon."
Christian's temper notched up with Manny's unflattering term for Emily. He chose not to say anything this time.
"How did you meet this chick, anyway?" Logan asked.
"A co-worker set me up with her." He answered distractedly. He just wanted them to shut up and leave.
The two guys had just shuffled out the heavy frosted-glass door, when Christian saw Emily winding down the hall toward them. She wore a tight fitting pink sweater and a chocolate brown A-line skirt. Her shapely legs were covered with sheer nylons and on her feet she wore a nice pair of dark brown high heels. The cable knit sweater did little to conceal her large tits. In fact, it almost seemed to be straining to contain them. Her cleavage peeked intriguingly at the v-neck. Christian noticed his friends noticing Emily. They seemed quite interested in what they were seeing. No doubt they figured out who she was. There was just no avoiding the introductions that would ensue.
Christian felt an unsettling twinge of jealousy flip flop in his belly as his friends appreciatively checked Emily out. At the same time he felt an urge to protect her from their leering eyes. These were not common emotions for Christian to feel, and they were already giving him a headache. He couldn't blame his friends though, Emily was one hot Mama! She wore her flowing red hair down, but she had pushed her sunglasses back on to the top of her head. The way the sunglasses held the hair away from her face, gave her air of breeziness. Her make-up was light and natural, with sexy glossy lips in a pretty shade of pink.
Emily noticed Christian and smiled. Christian felt his dick stir in his pants already. He knew he was becoming more and more lost with every moment he spent with her.
Logan and Manny noticed Emily smile past them. They turned to look at their friend, and neither of them missed the goofy grin that Christian wore on his face. There really was something special about this woman. No other woman had ever turned Christian's head like this. What special talent did this woman possess, that no other had Manny wondered. Manny knew well about the talents of Christians prior lovers. Christian had told Manny about one woman that could put her feet behind her head, about another woman that only liked to have threesomes so she brought her hot cousin along to fuck, and not to be forgotten but the woman that could actually ejaculated when she came. Christian had had some hot fucks, but it was this woman that seemed to really take hold of his friend.
Christian stepped further out of his office to stand with his friends as Emily came to join them. She seemed nervous. Christian beamed a boyish smile at her. "Emily Lane, these are my friend Manny Sanchez and Logan Garrett. They came to congratulate me on closing my deal today, but they are just heading out. Guys, this is Emily, the woman you wanted to meet so badly." Christian introduced hurriedly.
Christian watched as Emily shook hands and made pleasantries with his friends. He couldn't miss the slightly annoyed look she suddenly wore on her face. The guys didn't seem to notice and reluctantly made their exit shortly thereafter. Once they were on their way out, Christian stepped aside to allow Emily to enter his office ahead of him. She didn't budge.
"What's wrong?" Christian asked. He glanced around the floor and still saw no one. Good, he thought, because his mind was racing with his plans for a naughty office tryst. The very idea of fucking Emily in his office and watching her milk spray, made his hands itch with his need to touch her. If all things went as he planned, after this evening his office would never seem the same to him again.
"I think I have made yet another grave mistake." Emily said. Her voice was decidedly cool when it washed over Christian like a cold shower.
At that moment, Emily wasn't sure what she had ever seen in Christian Drake. She strongly suspected he didn't want anything more than a physical relationship. Sure, he was an amazing lover, but surely she could find another man that could pleasure her. However, that then brought her to her milk-filled tits. Christian whole-heartedly seemed to enjoy them, instead of just merely accepting them. Emily had asked herself several times if she could be the type of woman to just be a bed-buddy? She didn't think she could be in the long run, but then there was the small problem of her strong addiction to Christian and his hard dick. They had been intimate several times since the evening of their second date. However, tonight she now had no intentions of staying. Not after discovering that he had bragged to his friends about her, and likely told them all about her body's little secret. She knew a lactating woman wasn't all that unusual, but it embarrassed Emily terribly to think of Christian telling his friends all about the way her milk sprays when she cums! She was suddenly quite pissed!
"What do you mean? Come on Em! Let's go into my office and talk." Christian walked into his well appointed office leaving the door open for Emily to follow. He was momentarily relieved when she did step over the threshold and close the door behind her. However, she remained firmly in place, standing by the closed door. He knew he was in trouble when she put down her purse and a plastic grocery bag so she could fold her arms over her big beautiful tits. She fixed him with a cool and steady glare. Christian felt his chances of being buried in her cunt slipping away. He would have to fix whatever was pissing her off and fast.
