Wrong Number

"What am I doing here?" He seemed surprised that I would ask. How could I not? Tom was standing in my office during working hours and he just expected me to go all quiet about it.

"Oh my God, you weren't paying attention to my phone call, were you?" He widened his eyes and closed my door behind him.

"Nikki this is what I always have to say about you. You never listen to anything I have to tell you and it hurts really bad." He frowned and stopped right in front of me.

I stood to my feet and tried to get him to bring his voice down. "Tom this is my office, you'll get us in trouble if you aren't careful." I whisper yelled at him.

"Nikki this is saddening, I spent minutes explaining how Fester got me a job in your company, I can't believe you didn't..." He said. I cut him off by pulling his collar, causing him to move towards me.

Before he could understand what was going on, I laid a harsh kiss on his manly lips.

Knowing my constantly horny boyfriend, I knew this would work against him. He received my kiss and slowly, I let go of his collar.

His hands found their way to my waist and they remained there while we harshly sucked on each other's lips.

He moaned gently into my mouth and pulled away for a second. "What are we doing?" He breathed heavily as he asked the question

I didn't give him a response, instead, I pulled him

out and I could not be more grateful. This was enough to distract Tom from confronting me. I already had so much to deal with, working with Chad, and Tom would not be

His hands found their way to my buttocks and maintaining the kiss, he pulled me closer to his groin. I could feel his hard against my

hands moved to the buttons on my shirt and he began to fiddle with

he pulled my shirt off and gently tossed

have come even prepared." He

actually felt like the right thing

lustful voice came from but

at a sexy voice made me cringe. He dived right into my skin

hands around his neck. He tugged my skirt up all the way and licked his lips at the sight of

only to realize that now. Even though it was

me with so much pressure but I let him. He ripped my buttons and forcefully

my boobs and he squeezed hard on them. "Ouch!" I slapped his hands off with a frown, he was so

He pulled away for a blank moment and stared at me

realization and pulled him back in for a kiss. I was terrible at making out a d do was he and my definition of intense kissing seemed to be the only thing I was good

lifted me up and gently placed me on my desk, after lifting my skirt above my waist so he

his pants were below the belt and down his knees. He made his move to pull his boxers