*****

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. “Have I

it to me every time. I’m all calm and collected, and then you come along, and I just want

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

think you’d

towards the coffee machine and all but

didn’t hear him

looking down at me with that slant-eyed glance of his, but he doesn’t seem

have

says, in his molten chocolate tones. “Do I gather that you are

furiously, “Er, yes, Mr Alexanders. In about ten minutes. Is

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,

could

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

you about it. There was…. er…. an incident here earlier today. Ryan, this is James Alexanders, my, er, Boss. Mr Alexanders, this is my…. friend….

back at Ryan. It is perfectly obvious to him

Ryan.” He holds out

you. I hope I’m not getting Kirstie into

job properly, I have no complaints. And today she did her job very well. I am in any case, only in the loosest sense, Kirstie’s

in to explain. “Mr Alexanders is the Technical and Works

brows arch. “Perhaps I could give you my card? I supply heating and cooling systems

glances at the card. “Ryan Dougherty?

I’m the director

just supply the equipment? What about

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