"Elizabeth, are you okay?"
"Huh? Oh...yeah, I'm fine. You were saying?"
"I was saying that I need these forms filled out and turned in by this afternoon. I'm gonna need you to focus. Where ever your mind is or where ever you drifted off too, you need to come back to planet Earth. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Ms. Palmer...I understand." She eyed me a little longer then walked back to her office. I'm surprised that I was able to make it in this morning. I had never missed a day in my life and I had quite literally thought about calling out. Donny had really put a spell on me...I mean I could feel him touching me all over. His lips pulling and his tongue swirling. I needed to go to the restroom. I got up from my desk and walked to the restroom and as I was entering my panties immediately got soaked. My knees buckled under me and I fell forward. Thank God no one was in when I crawled to a stall. Good thing I wore a skirt, Donny asked me to wear one so he could see what I looked like in it, after which he ripped my thongs off with his teeth and began sucking on my clit until I came in his mouth. I slid my skirt up and began rubbing my clit. I needed to come before I went back to work so that way I wouldn't make a mess. I started off slowly at first then gradually I got faster as I pinched my nipples through my blouse. "Oh...no my little kumquat. You can't cum without me." I heard his voice clear as day. I thought I was dreaming until the stall door opened and there he stood in front of me with nothing but a pair of jeans and work boots on. "I smelled your sweet nectar from across town. Let me have a drink." I couldn't do anything but watched him as he placed my thighs on his shoulders and buried his head between them. I screamed bloody murder and I came instantly on his goatee. "Mmmmm, honey. Damn! You taste so damn good. Tell me this is my pussy. TELL ME GOT DAMMIT!!!" he growled against my flesh.
"IT'S YOURS DAMN YOU!!!!" I screamed as I came again on his lips again.
"Good girl." He slid me off his shoulders. I turned as I began to pull down my skirt.
"What do you think you're doing???"
"I got to get back to work."
"Not yet." He pulled me close to him and slipped his dick into me. I bit my lip as he inched into me and I began to feel myself stretch.
"Oh no...not here. Please."
"Daddy's been fed, now he has to work it off. You'll be back before you know it." Donny began inching in and out of my tight opening.
"Ooooo...you like it when Daddy takes it don't you? Don't deny it, you're getting wetter." He reached one hand in front of me and began caressing my clit and with the other hand he palmed my left breast pinching the nipple between his second and ring finger. He began sucking on my neck right at my pulse where I'm the most sensitive.
"Ooooo...my baby's so wet. Can't you hear it, that's me making love to my phat pussy. Give it to me, baby. Cum for Daddy. Cum on...you can do it."
He began rubbing my clit harder and pumping faster. My head fell back on his shoulder and I screamed as loud as I could and came right then and there. When I opened my eyes I was sitting at my desk and people were looking at me strangely. I looked around and Ms. Palmer crooked her finger at me and motioned for me to come into her office. I looked at my skirt to make sure that there were no stains. As I walked over to her office, I realized...I didn't have on any panties. I could have sworn that I had put some on after Donny broke my thong. Maybe I just thought I did, until I saw my refection in the glass window. There was a big dark circular bruise on the base of my neck where my hot spot exist. I stared at the mark for a long time, knowing damn well it wasn't there when I came to work this morning. "Ahem."
"Here I come, Ms. Palmer." I walked into her office.
"Close the door, then have a seat." I closed the door behind me and walked over and sat in the burgundy armed chair and waited to get chewed out. Ms. Palmer eyed me for a moment while resting her chin on the back of her hands, "What's going on, Lizzy. I thought we were going to keep this professional and all. Talk to me girl, what's going on?"
"Okay...if you want to know, Angie...I found someone."
"WHAT?!!!"
"Yeah...or should I say someone found me. I don't know what's wrong with me. This man is really in my head. I mean for real."
"Tell me about it...maybe it'll help with your concentration that you seem to be loosing."
"Well...I met this guy at the spot you told me about...remember?"
"Yeah...I remember."
"Well, I met this guy there. I mean, he's....omg, I can't seem to shake him."
"Tell me about him, girl...this is getting good."
"Ha ha, I'm happy to entertain you."
"Girl, you know what I mean."
"Yeah well anyway, he asked me to play as his fiancee to save him from some chick that was trying to sit at the table with him."
"No girl!"
"Yeah, and of course I did. He was a cutie. Locks, tall, dark and handsome. A voice that will leave you dripping and those lips...I'm getting ahead of myself."
"YOU FUCKED HIM?!!! Oh I need to know...who is this man that got Ms Goodie Little Too Shoes to give up the pussy."
"I'm afraid to tell you."
"Please don't tell me it was Jose."
"No...it wasn't Jose, even though he seem a little jealous when I left with Donny."
"DONNY?!!! YOU MEAN YOU SLEPT WITH DEVINE?!!!"
"You know him??? Please tell me you haven't slept with him too...I feel so stupid."
"Girl, if I would have slept with that man...promise you, he would have a ring on his finger. That man is too fine."
"Whew! I was about to say."
"Okay...now you really gotta tell me...what happened."
"Girl, you know I don't kiss and tell."
"You better or your fired." So, I proceed to tell her every single last detail. As I recounted everything, I noticed that she became more and more quiet. I also noticed that she wasn't smiling. I knew right then...she had her eye on him and she was not happy.
"Well...that's quite a story...now, girl talk is over...you need to get back to work.. Oh and I'm going to need you to stay late tonight."
"But tonight is Thursday night...I'm suppose to perform tonight, you know that."
"Work comes first."
"Yes ma'am." I walked to my cubicle and picked up the cradle to the phone and dialed nine for an outside line.
"Hello?"
"Hi...may I speak with Jose please."
"This is he."
"Oh hey, hun. It's me...Liz"
"Oh, what's up with you?"
"I have a problem."
"What he do?"
"No...not him. You remember Angie, right?"
"Angie, Angie....oh you mean Amber Fire?"