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As I felt , I shifted and realized how sensitive my pussy was When did that happen? I hadn’t been this aroused in weeks Ies of Vincent’s profile invaded my mind His arms His chest And his waves of blonde hair inches above my face earlier that day while I was sprawled beneath hi my skirt to uely aware of er touchedto et my attraction to him and think of him only as a client Maybe I should ask Riley to set me up with a date or two; she’d love the opportunity

As if seeing other men would solveRichard "Dick" at the end of our first , and had a sense of hu to breathe

Maybe one touch I letthe sensitive nerves there My breath caught and I tilted my head back It’d been a few days since I last touched myself, which was normal But since I met Vincent, days felt more like months I tried another touch and an unexpected shiver ran up asp I’d anticipated a slow build, but after a few light strokes, I realized I was already priall of Vincent Sorenson I always thought I’d be offended if sohtenedI wanted to resist and prove hi--more fortoo aroused to care What would it matter anyway? I’d never tell him and he’d never know He wouldn’t have the satisfaction

Without wasting ti both the pressure and area with each stroke until I was gliding up and downup to ers steadily at work,hands exploring nature boldness drovein quicker bursts as I shortened , interrupting the , I realized it was ht-thirty Nobody called that phone after work unless it was important, and I was expected to answer nomy hands on my towel, I leaned out the tub and reached into , not for the first time, on how ridiculous it was I had to take e Whoever was calling had an unknown number

"Kristen Daley," I answered

"I hope I’ you at an aard moment" The familiar voice made my pulse leap

Vincent I became all too aware of my compromised state with him on the other line Why did this have to happen to asm then call him afterith a clear head but I wouldn’t knohat nu to calh that my voice would come out evenly "Mr Sorenson, of course not How can I help you?"

"You know it’s Vincent," he said, correcting me "I’m afraid I have a problem"

My heart skipped a beat There were nuret for signing with ?"

He sighed deeply into the receiver "I haven’t been able to focus on et any work done You’re constantly on ain Uninterrupted"

I tried to think of so to say, but first had to find the pieces of my mind that had scattered across the bathroom

"I’m flattered But that sounds like a personal problem that I can’t help you with, Mr Sorenson"

"Vincent And tell ht about me as well"

I briefly wondered if my company recorded conversations on this phone but reardless, I needed to steer this discussion away fro "Vincent, I’m sorry, but this discussion just isn’t professional" I didn’t understand why it was so hard for hiet that into his head

"Then let’s end it We’re two consenting adults who have a strong sexual attraction for one another What do we have to do to make this happen?"

A curious bubble swam towards my chest and I popped it with judiciousness "As an adult, I admit our mutual attraction, but you and I can’t happen Personal relations with clients are forbidden by my employer If you have a problee-Howser human resource departainst it"