“Not really….wait. Look at this.”
Jeanette pushed her chair closer to him. Her perfume tickled his nose and made his senses go haywire.
“What am I looking at?”
“This code here. These are the orders for the binders, the ones made after I set up my program. One thing it didn’t miss was country code. Domestic is seven, foreign is nine. All of these are nine.”
“The Paris office.” She gasped out.
“Yep.”
“So do you think we’ll find servers, binders and expensive pens there?” She rubbed her chin. “That would make sense sort of. Get the stuff out of the country, but not necessary the Paris office. That will be too traceable.” She scratched her chin. “And it won’t be hard to find someone that would look the other way and not document shipments to another country.”
“Don’t know. But I still think it would bring more attention to the situation.”
“At least this is something. Do the orders from last month have a nine on them?”
“Let’s see.” He grabbed the stack and looked over each one. They all came from the Paris office. “Yep.”
“Okay then, who took the orders?” Jeanette asked.
He looked over them again. “Damn!”
“Don’t tell me, dummy numbers.”
“Right-o.”
“Let’s not beat ourselves up. We made a lot of progress considering. We now know that all these orders came from the Paris office. It’s just a matter of time to find out who placed it.”
“And who took the order.”
“Yeah, whoever it is could be an accomplice, not just an innocent order taker.”
“Are you ready to go? Or do you want to see if we can attach a name to these?”
Jeanette looked at her watch. “I want to go home. These will still be here.”
“Okay then. Get you stuff together and I’ll walk you to your car.”
Adam left the office before she could protest. He gathered up his things and made sure everything was turned off.
He met Jeanette by the elevators. He was glad she waited for him. “I’m going to sleep well tonight,” he yawned out. “Sorry.”
Jeanette chuckled. He was going to stand there and enjoy the moment, no matter how fleeting.
“You’re forgiven. I’m feeling the same way. As soon as I get home, I’m taking a hot bath, and crawling into bed. I’m going to record my favorite shows and watch them over the weekend.”
The elevator arrived and they got on. Adam leaned against the back wall.
Why did she have to mention bath and bed? His hard-on was subsiding a bit, now it was aching hard again. Yep, he would be going to bed too, but he would be taking a cold shower instead.
They arrived at the parking lot. There was one night guard and he wasn’t allowed to retrieve the cars, like the day attendant, so it was a good thing he decided to walk her to her car.
But instead of taking her straight to her vehicle, he took her to his. He knew hers was on the upper level. He unlocked and opened the door. “Get in and I’ll take you to your ride.”
She looked at him for a split second, then got in. She probably realized that this was a good idea.
“Hopefully Monday, we can find out who placed the orders to these items during working hours,” he said, as he drove up the ramp.
“I hope so. I don’t want to come in early or stay late again.”
They reached her car. He pulled along side and unlocked his door. She grabbed her purse to get out.
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. And sweet dreams. If it’s not asking too much, I would like for you to think about our situation.” He blew her a kiss.
She smiled. “I will. Don’t worry.”
He sat there looking in his review mirror, and he watched her as she got into her car and drove off.
He wondered what kind of dreams he would be having.
Chapter Eight
It was two thirty in the morning and Jeanette found herself, lying in bed with Adam standing over her, with nothing on except for a loincloth, and that was tenting due to his enormous erection.
Jeanette sat up, the covers sliding off her naked body. Adam looked at her ravenously. He walked closer to the bed and leaned against the bedpost watching her as she tried to cover up.
“Why bother? It’s only going to come off.”
She let the covers fall. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“Through your French doors. I climbed the tree over the pool area and swung over and landed on your balcony. You left them unlocked. So I walked in.”
“You better leave.”
“Why? When I know you want me, need me.” He leaned over towards her and got on the bed. She backed up, but her back hit the headboard.
“I’ll scream.”
“Yes you will. But it won’t be screams of help, but of pleasure.” He reached over and snatched the covers away. Her nude form was exposed to him fully now. He took his one hand and put it between her thighs and slowly kneaded them. After he tired of that, he slid his hand up to her opening, which was dripping wet now.
“Ahh, that’s sweet. As if you were waiting for me.”
He inserted two fingers, pumping them, bringing her to a climax. She threw her head back enjoying the sensations.
“You like?”
“Yes.” Her one hand found his and joined it, while she massaged her own breast with the other.
“You want to touch yourself? Why don’t you pleasure yourself in front of me? I want to see your face in ecstasy as you make yourself come, thinking about me inside you.
She was hesitant at first, but Adam smoothed his hand over her, cooing erotic words in her ear.
She ran her hands over her flesh, its curves, full hips and belly. She felt goose bumps rise as her hand stroked her skin. She felt the tension building between her legs and squeezed them together, feeling the moisture build and the ache intensify. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She kept one hand on her breasts, and ran the other down to stroke her wet slit. She gently parted her lips and her fingers slid within her inner labia where by now she was soaking and dripping uncontrollably. She felt the bud of her clitoris coming out from under its hood but she didn’t touch it directly yet.
Adams eyes burned with perverted lust; he actually licked his lips. He smoothed his hand over her body, purring words of encouragement.
“I want you inside me.” Jeanette said, her fingers moving rapidly.
“Not now, I’m not finished watching. Here, I got something for you.” Adam reached behind him and handed her a dildo. “I want to see it go in and out of that beautiful pussy.”
She grasped the dildo, coating it with some of the juices from her fingers before she slid it into her wet hole. Her body contracted around it as she pushed it in deep. She moaned loudly, not caring if the neighbors could hear.
“I want them to know I desire you! Oh God yes, I’m thinking of you positioned over me, lowering your firm body and hard shaft onto me. You begin to move in and out, thrusting down into me. I take all of you that I can.”
As she fucked herself with the dildo, she rubbed her clit furiously with her fingers. She needed this so badly. “Oh yeah baby,” she screamed. Her pleasure built as she turned over, face down on the bed, the dildo still protruding from her pussy, pressing down onto the bed sheets as she imagined Adam taking her from behind.
She continued to fuck herself as the pleasure build. “Fuck me baby, fuck me please.” She sounded like an oversexed wanton that had too much to drink. She was gasping and moaning as she continued to imagine Adam fucking her. Her fingers worked on her clit as the hard, thick shaft filled her craving body.
“Oh fuck me baby. Yes, that’s it. Fuck me! Give it to me. I've wanted you to fuck me all day. Oh God yes!” Her orgasm began to build and overwhelm her, her thighs quivered. Her writhing body collapsed on the shaft as her pussy contracted and pulsed, trying to pull it in ever deeper.
There was a loud ringing and she looked over at her cell phone—on the bedside table.
She shook her head and tried to focus on her surroundings.
The room was empty.
Oh God. She saw the vibrator lying next to her. She was half asleep half awake. Even though Adam wasn’t within ten miles of her, he still had an erotic supernatural effect on her. That dream was all too real.
This was some week.
“Hello.”
“G’morning Nette. Any plans this weekend.”
“No. And how dare you have so much energy first thing in the morning?” Jeanette looked all over her bedroom floor for her house slippers.
“They must be working you like a Hebrew slave,” Nette said.
“It’s more to it than that. I’ve done more researching in a week on this job than anything I can remember.” She looked for her robe. “This is more convoluted that any mob books.”
“That bad huh?”
“Well, not good, that’s for sure.” She found the vibrator on the floor, obliviously thrown to the side. That dream was way too graphic.
“But at least you have a wonderful coworker to work with. Your days are definitely not boring.”
That was an understatement, Jeanette thought. “It’s all work Renee.”
“Doesn’t have to be. You didn’t ask him what he was doing over the weekend? Honey, that was your moment.”
“I didn’t care what he was doing over the weekend,” Jeanette said, picking up Oscar, and taking him to the kitchen for breakfast.
That was a lie. She was curious. What did Adam do for relaxation? Looking at him, she wondered if he had sex from sun up til sun down. She could vouch for the sun up.
Every time she thought about him, he was always in a state of undress. He was either standing there staring at her, aroused and ready for her, or he was in bed with her pounding into her. If they were not in bed, they where in her shower, or out on the lawn, or in her office at work. Sex, sex, sex. That’s the only way she saw him. Was she that horny?
Yeah, she was, the scent of her arousal in the room and the dildo on the floor proved it. Damn him!
“Nette?”
“Huh?”
“I was asking if you’re up for anything today.”
“Uh…yeah. Let’s go shopping. I want to get some more work clothes.”
“Work, work, work. Is that all you think about?”
No, I also think about sex with Adam.
Jeanette got off the phone and continued getting ready for the day.
After taking her shower and picking out her clothes, her cell phone rang.
Odd.
She looked at the screen. It was Adam. Damn! She forgot they exchanged numbers, just in case one of them hit upon something.
She forgot that not only did she have access to everyone’s number at work, she also had their home numbers too—and so did he.
What did he want? There was no way they were going to discuss shop after working hours. She made it perfectly clear, even to Sam; once the office door closed behind her; her time was her own.
So what did he want? It couldn’t be to talk about what happened the other morning. Of course it was, who was she kidding? Well, she wasn’t going to answer, especially now after what she just engaged in. The more she stayed away from him except when it came to work the better.
She needed to get her thoughts together on how to handle this situation. First she had to ask herself if she really wanted a relationship with this man. Or just sex. Either way it was a risk with them working together. Maybe it was best they leave that morning as a great memory and go their separate ways.
Jeanette stood looking in the mirror at herself. The thought of him being with another woman sickened her. But she wasn’t being fair. If she didn’t want him, why get bent out of shape if he moved on to someone else.
But she did want him. Mind, body and soul. And that’s what disturbed her.
***
Adam let the phone ring two more times before hanging up. He didn’t want to leave a message and he heard the phone about to switch over to voice mail. She wasn’t going to answer. He figured as much, but he took a chance.
He wanted to have that talk with her before Monday. Maybe if they both put their heads together, they could figure something out. He also wanted to make clear to her, that she was the only one on his mind, that there will never be anyone else. He wanted her to know that Monday was just the beginning and wasn’t done with her. They’ll encounter each other intimately again sooner or later. She was just postponing the inevitable.
He ran his hand through his hair almost getting it tangled. He was a mess. It was already ten o’clock and he hadn’t showered, shaved or eaten breakfast.
What was he busy doing early this morning? Jacking off to one of many fantasizes he had of Jeanette.
It was ridiculous. He never jacked off so much even as a teenage. Then again there were never any women that looked like Jeanette when he was teenager.
His fantasizes were varied, but ended the same; was always ravishing her with no mercy as she cried out in pure unadulterated pleasure.
He had a doozy of a fantasy just before he woke up. He was pumping his dick so hard and fast, he thought it was going to snap off.
She was laying by his pool, in a string bikini, the material barely covering her nipples and her crotch nearly exposed. He approached her with a drink. As she leaned up to get it, the strap of her bikini top popped off, falling off her left breast. She tried to cover it with her hand, but her hands were too small for such ample flesh.
“Here, let me help you with that.” Adam put down the drink on the table next to her and at the same time reached over with his other hand and covered her breast. He softly kneaded the flesh between his fingers but doing it in such a way the rest of the people in the complex didn’t notice.
“Adam.”
“Shhh.” He sat on the edge of the lounge chair, his hand still cupping her. He leaned forward and kissed her. “Let me fix this.”
Taking other strap, he untied it and brought it down. He leaned in and kissed each nipple. “Sweet.”
“Adam…please…someone will see us.”
“Let them watch.” He scooted back a bit and untied the corners of her bikini bottoms, sliding them off her body, smiling at that fact that she gave no resistance. Instead, she lifted her hips so he would have no problems removing the skimpy material. “Now, that’s better.”
He turned around; no one was looking as he stood in front of her. It looked like he could have been having a conversation with her. “Now, let me massage you.”
“Here?”
“Where else? No one will notice. It will look like I’m putting sunscreen on you.”
“Well.” Jeanette looked around nervously, then nodded.
“That’s my girl.”
Adam slid both his hands up her legs, rubbing them up and down in a motion that did resemble him putting on lotion. When he reached her thighs, he moved up the chair a little further, making sure the view was blocked. “Open you legs.”
Jeanette’s eyes grew wide.
“Come on, open them.”
She slightly parted them.
“Wider baby. I’m not putting my finger in you this time.”
Jeanette looked panicked.
“Don’t worry. No one will be the wiser.”
“But…but, what if I make noise?”
“Oh, that could be an issue. Well, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
Adam stood up, and reached for the umbrella hanging over her. He bent it so the view of them was blocked, at least most of the view. They could still see her feet and her calves. He reached inside his swim trucks and pulled out his hard aching cock. “This is going to be fun.”
He stroked it a couple of times, as he watched Jeanette’s beautiful face. She looked at it in amazement, licking her lips and squirming in her seat. The anticipation was too much for him.
“That’s it baby, hang on.” He starting pumping in her, each time her hips rising meeting up with his flesh. She then gripped the arms of the lounge chair tight; all the while her eyes were close and her tongue licking her lips sensuously.
“Come on baby, tell me how you like it. I’m about to come inside you.”
“I love it! I love it! Harder baby, come on fuck me harder!”
Those words coming from her lips put him in a tailspin. He slammed into her like a wild animal, both of them grunting, moaning and screaming as though they were the only ones by the pool.
“I’m coming, baby! Yeah, baby, I got some good stuff for you.”
His body stiffened and he let out a roar, he didn’t think he had in him. He wanted to collapse, but instead kept his balance and felt himself pour into her, all the while feeling the walls of her vagina contract and spasm around him.
An alarm went off and he wondered where it was coming from.
It was then he woke up and realized he was way deep in a daydream. His hand covered with he release, he shook his head and went to the bathroom.
He had it bad, and it wasn’t getting any better.
Chapter Nine
Monday came too soon. It was now lunch. Morning was a meeting but nothing eventful. Jeanette and Adam waited for the elevator with the rest of crowd. Everyone was talking at once, mostly about the cold weather and what they did over the weekend. Some came over to Jeanette to get to know her better. They were the usual questions. Where did you work before, how do you like it so far, blah, blah, blah.
When the elevator came, everyone poured in, except for she and Adam. He had her by the arm and tugged her away from the doors.
Once the doors closed, he let her go. “Why didn’t we get on? They said the fried chicken goes fast, and I wanted to be in line.”
“We’re taking another one. I hate crowds.”
The bell rang signaling the arrival of another elevator. It was empty and they got on.
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