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

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

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

groin. I could feel his hard against my belly and

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

pulled my shirt off and

I swear, I would have come even prepared." He sighed lustfully staring at my breasts gently stuffed in

couldn't. It actually felt like the right thing to do and it

enough for you." There was no idea where the unattractive, lustful voice came from but he did not react to

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

my skirt up all the way and licked his lips

only to realize that now. Even though

He continued to kiss me with so much pressure but I let him. He ripped my buttons and forcefully pulled me out of my shirt, then carelessly, he

found their way to my boobs and he squeezed hard on them. "Ouch!" I slapped his

a blank moment and

making out a d do was he and my definition of intense kissing seemed

placed me on my desk, after lifting my skirt

enough, his pants were below the belt and down his knees. He made his move to pull his boxers down as well but my hand