It had been another long day, and with the main lights of the office turned off, she was finding it harder and harder to keep staring at the spreadsheet open in front of her.
Budget season was the worst. Dozens of files came in from other departments in the firm. Projecting what they thought they would spend and using that as justification for what they were demanding for the next year. That none of the things they were asking for was really necessary wasn’t really relevant. Honestly, who would believe that marketing was really going to need $10,000 in pens when they were also asking for new tablets to “reduce the need for stationary”?
Erica saved her latest update, and thought about the date that she was missing. John from the gym had been trying to talk her into going out for weeks now. She’d been putting him off, not because she didn’t find his hard, toned 6’ body enticing, but because she was still getting over the breakup with her boyfriend of . Coming home after a late night to find him in bed with his 18 year old caddy had been a bit much. Sure she’d wondered if he was bi when they’d got together, but his constant attention to his manicure and outfits was such a cliché she hadn’t really thought about it until she’d seen David’s cock in his mouth.
John seemed to be all man though. Fit from spending at least an hour at the gym every day, he was an unusual mix of professional and manly. Unlike most of the guys that tried to pick her up, and there were many, her petite 5’2” frame, complete with a slim waist and C cup breasts seem to attract more than her share of attention, John hadn’t tried cheesy lines or bullshitting her. The second time he had seen her on the treadmill he had come over, introduced himself, and said simply “you know, I’ve seen you in here a few times before and you’re beautiful. I’d really like to see if you’ve got the personality to go with your looks.”
Annoyed that work had interfered with her plans, a coworker calling in sick had left her having to text John at the last minute to say she was going to have to work late and wouldn’t be able to make it, Erica pushed herself back from her desk and pulled her phone out of her purse to stare at John’s reply again.
“too bad”, it said “I was hoping you’d get to take this off of me.” A picture of him in a suit, clearly tailored and likely worth more than she made in a month, replaced the cock shot she was used to seeing from guys.
Frustrated, she leaned back in the chair, staring at the image and picturing John’s firm chest and cut six pack under the suit. Her hand drifted down her body as she imagined touching him, fingers caressing the hard muscles she’d seen him working on in the gym. What it would feel like to have his hands caressing her breasts, gently pinching her nipples before pulling her close and cupping her firm ass as he picked her up to set her on her desk.