Choosing Her Lover

Chapter 24

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r u free tonight?

yes am free. wot u want 2 do?

pick u up from work. u want to go to ur club?

wud be nice if u r sure?

am sure xxx

gr8 6 pm?

yes c u @ 6 xx

Humming to myself at my desk, I try to resist the warmth pooling in my core at the thought of an evening with Ryan, and especially in the heady environment of the Club. I need to keep a clear head while I am working. I’ll not be thanked for directing visitors or goods to the wrong destinations or mis-spelling names on badges. The work isn’t difficult, but it does need to be done right.

At five to six, Ryan walks in. As he strolls across to me, his gaze sweeps the lobby.

“No-one else here?”

“No, most of them have gone home.”

“Good. I like to get you alone.” He pulls me up into his arms, holding me tight as he kisses me. “How long before you can finish?”

“Only a few minutes.”

“Mmmm, good.” He nuzzles into my neck. “You smell as though you want to be fucked.”

And my pussy floods.

dropping my face

he says, concern on his face.

chuckle. “It’s just that you do it to me every time. I’m all calm and collected, and then you come along,

going to complain at that. Tell you what. I’ll get two cups of coffee and just wait over there to drink mine, shall I?” He head-points towards the waiting area. “Then you can stay nicely professional until you’re off-shift, and

I think you’d

coffee machine and all but

I didn’t hear him

with that slant-eyed glance of his, but he doesn’t seem angry,

have

his molten chocolate tones. “Do

ten minutes. Is there something I

doesn’t matter right now. but I’d like a word sometime.” He sees the look on my face. “Don’t panic. You’re not in any trouble. I only wanted to thank you for your help this afternoon. You did exactly what you should, hitting the panic button like that, and calling for Michael

could help,

in his voice. “Are you alright, Kirstie? Has something

fine. Sorry, I’ve not had a chance to tell you about it. There was…. er…. an incident here earlier today. Ryan, this is James Alexanders, my, er, Boss. Mr Alexanders, this

Ryan. It is perfectly obvious to him what kind of ‘friend’

He holds out his hands to

getting Kirstie into any trouble with you by

complaints. And today she did her job

step in to explain. “Mr Alexanders is the Technical and Works Director of the Haswell

I could give you my card? I supply heating and

card. “Ryan Dougherty?

the

equipment? What about installation, commissioning, servicing and so

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