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

him a response, instead, I pulled him back into the kiss.

to distract Tom from confronting me. I

the kiss, he pulled me closer to his groin. I could feel his hard against my belly and I almost shook my head at him

buttons on my shirt and he began to fiddle with them,

that mission, he pulled my shirt off and gently

swear, I would have come even prepared."

It actually felt like the right thing to do and

voice came from but he did not react to it negatively and that was

attempt at a sexy voice made me cringe. He dived right into my skin and sucked on

whilst I wrapped my hands around his neck. He tugged my skirt up all the way

now. Even though it was

him. He ripped my buttons and forcefully pulled me out of my shirt, then carelessly, he tossed them across the

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

He pulled away for a blank moment and stared

my eyes in 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

down. He lifted me up and gently placed me on my desk, after lifting my skirt above my waist so he could see my

and down his