by Sotia Lazu
He kept his thoughts and his stride more confident than he felt, but if a good show would work on her, now was the time for one.
She didn’t glance his way for what seemed like an eternity, but he knew she eventually would.
He studied her, searching for a sign she read something naughty. Something to indicate maybe she didn’t regret what they did. That she might want more. The look on her face held none of the repressed lust he saw before. He had no doubt she wasn’t working; she seemed captivated by whatever was on the screen, and wasn’t typing but scrolling down from time to time. If he wanted, he could see what she was reading, but doing so without knowing for a fact she was reading Exotic Beast felt like an invasion of her privacy. It was stupid, and he knew it. He’d been invading her privacy since he first hacked into her PC.
Well, he had to draw the line somewhere.
He stepped over the line when Lexi giggled.
In a matter of seconds, he was on the same chapter she was, and decided he wanted to read more as soon as possible. Rex and Xandra weren’t fucking or fighting, for a change. They were having fun, enjoying each other’s company, and it was just… nice. Nice and normal.
He stopped thinking about Rex and Xandra when Lexi signed on her messenger and pinged that MagicA friend of hers.
Blondes_Rule: I got laid yesterday
The other girl couldn’t be more shocked than Ric was. His chin almost hit his keyboard, at the suddenness of Lexi’s confession.
MagicA: HUH? WHEN?
MagicA: No, not when. WHO?
MagicA: Ok, when too. And WHERE?
MagicA: Seriously, WHO?
Just as shocked, then. The lines appeared in quick succession, and Ric saw Lexi bite down on a smile at her friend’s reaction.
Blondes_Rule: Last evening. Rex. On my desk.
MagicA: Ah, so sleep–laid then? Work still that boring?
Blondes_Rule: Not sleep-laid. Wide awake :-D
Ric saw her mouth nope and pop the p as she typed. She was so adorable, he wasn’t even pissed off she said Rex had fucked her.
MagicA: Will you tell me what happened, or do I have to go all magic-y on you?
Blondes_Rule: can’t turn me into a frog now. You’ll never know about my hot passionate night if you do
Ric’s grin threatened to split his face in half. His cheeks hurt, and he hoped she wouldn’t look his way, because he’d be unable to hide his glee.
MagicA: I can make you mute till you write down everything that happened…
Blondes_Rule: I’m shaking in my brand new pumps. :-P
MagicA: Hey! Don’t mock my powers missy. You do not want to mess with a pissed-off powerful witch.
Blondes_Rule: *is petrified*
MagicA: *sighs in resignation* Will you keep doubting my spell-casting abilities (which are totally real), or will you tell me about the sex?
Blondes_Rule: tell you about the sex *straight face* what more do you wanna know?
MagicA: Um… for starters, was there an actual male involved?
Blondes_Rule: I told you: Rex was here!!!
MagicA: Ok. *crosses arms* explain
Blondes_Rule: *whispers* IT-Richie is Rex. He came here afterhours, with the hair and the jacket and the boots and the swagger and the accent… *swoons*
MagicA: OMG, OMG, OMG! I KNEW you liked him!
Blondes_Rule: I don’t, Angie. It was just sex. And it wasn’t him. It was Rex.
MagicA: I didn’t say whom I thought you liked, did I? And it’s never just sex.
MagicA: Was it good?
Blondes_Rule: it was…
Blondes_Rule: …UNBELIEVABLE
This part of the conversation took place so fast, Ric didn’t know whether he should be angry for being known as IT-Richie or bouncing up and down for being bloody unbelievable.
MagicA: See? Not just sex. Unbelievable sex. Good and to be repeated, yes?
Blondes_Rule: No
Ric glared at the screen. No? Why the fuck not?
MagicA: But why not, sweetie? It was great, and he’s there.
Ric wanted to kiss MagicA—Angie. She could find out what held Lexi back. He clenched his fists and waited for the answer that would crush his hopes.
It took Lexi roughly a minute to reply. A minute during which one of Ric’s hands found its way to his mouth, and he chewed on his thumbnail.
Blondes_Rule: several reasons, really
MagicA: name one.
*
Lexi rolled her eyes. Things were serious, if Angie didn’t take the time to capitalize the first letter of a sentence, even while instant-messaging.
Blondes_Rule: he hates my guts
Her answer lacked something.
Blondes_Rule: and I hate his
MagicA: not enough to refrain from getting groiny with each other
Punctuation was gone now, too. Lexi scrunched up her nose. How much could she divulge while saving face? She decided to go with the whole truth. After all, this was her best friend. She typed, when he came, and then paused. The cursor blinked at her. She deleted the words and started over.
Blondes_Rule: when we were done, he just left. Angie, he wanted nothing more to do with me. It was just sex. Great, awesome, mind-blowing sex, and nothing more
MagicA: Aww, sweetie, did you show him you wanted more?
Blondes_Rule: of course not.
Blondes_Rule: who said I did, anyway? Did you miss my hating his guts? I’m just saying he was rude
MagicA: Sometimes I wish I could magic some sense into you, you know.
Blondes_Rule: well, first you have to manage to cast spells in front of other people ;-)
MagicA: You wouldn’t have to be in the same room, for me to do it. I only have to find the right spell. Hahaha.
Blondes_Rule: again with the trembling in fear. lol
MagicA: *shakes head*
Lexi was about to lie and say she believed her friend could do magic—despite the utter lack of proof—when a new window popped up.
Rex_is_back: can’t stop thinking about yesterday
Lexi couldn’t believe the man’s gall. Actually that, she could believe. It was her eyes she couldn’t.
Rex_is_back: you shouldn’t have left like that.
She threw him a murderous glare over her monitor, but he just smirked at her.
Blondes_Rule: you left first
Rex_is_back: had to clean up. I was right back, and you weren’t here
He came back, hoping to find her waiting? This clashed with her world theory, and Lexi tried not to let it get to her. Flashbacks of the night before flooded her memory though, making heat rise inside her.
Blondes_Rule: why should I have stayed?
Rex_is_back: ’cause I wasn’t half done with you
Blondes_Rule: maybe I was done with you!
Lexi had no idea why she kept answering him, but she promised Angie to meet her the next day and closed that chat window, so she could concentrate on messaging Ric.
Or Rex.
Yeah, it had to be Rex, because she’d never ditch her best and oldest friend for IT-Richie.
Rex_is_back: you weren’t done. Trust me.
Blondes_Rule: I can always block you again, you know
Rex_is_back: you can, but you won’t.
Blondes_Rule: and why is that, Richie?
Rex_is_back: call me that, if it makes you feel better about wanting me. You won’t block me, ’cause you want to know what more I can do to your body.
Blondes_Rule: who said you have any effect on my body?
But he did. He made it hum with pleasure last night, and he now caused it to tighten with anticipation.
Rex_is_back: I can make you cum without even touching you, Xandra
Blondes_Rule: promises, promises
Okay, so she was taking things too far, flirting with him. At work. While people worked around them. The degree to which she didn’t care amazed her. Despite playing it cool the entire previous night and this morning, the trut
h was she didn’t want to be rejected by Ric. And she most definitely didn’t want to deny herself the chance to experience again the level of pleasure she’d reached with him.
Rex_is_back: stay after work, and I’ll prove it to you
Blondes_Rule: prove it to me now
He glanced at her, and Lexi arched a brow. When he leered, she knew he accepted her challenge.
Rex_is_back: what are you wearing?
So very original. Lexi decided she’d play dumb.
Blondes_Rule: what do you mean, what am I wearing? can’t you see from there?
Rex_is_back: indulge me, Xandra. This is a fantasy. What are you wearing?
She spared a brief look at her jeans and white button-up shirt.
Blondes_Rule: I'm wearing a grey knee-length skirt, nude stockings, white blouse, and grey suit jacket
Rex_is_back: and underneath?
Blondes_Rule: a black panty set. And I have on my black stilettos.
She wanted to pat her own back at how he narrowed his eyes.
Rex_is_back: stilettos… Take the jacket off.
Blondes_Rule: it’s off
Rex_is_back: take the blouse off too. Slowly, caress your stomach as you lift it
Blondes_Rule: mmm, feels good
It didn’t really, but the way he gave her orders did. She tried to feel what he wanted her to. His right hand disappeared under his desk. Maybe experiencing the fantasy wasn’t that hard.
Rex_is_back: now unzip your skirt and let it slide down. Stockings have to come off too, but leave the stilettos on.
Blondes_Rule: I’ll have to take them off in order to lose the stockings. Is that ok?
Rex_is_back: has to be, unless you can magic them off!
Blondes_Rule: didn’t I tell you I'm a magician?
Rex_is_back: you must be, making me imagine you in front of me in nothing but your knickers and heels
He turned away from his screen and met her eyes. She could feel his gaze glide over her like silk. She sucked in a breath.
Rex_is_back: I kiss you, nibble on your lower lip, feel your tongue play with mine, as you suck it into your mouth… It drives me crazy
Rex_is_back: Are you wearing a thong?
She was, but it didn’t fit the look in her head.
Blondes_Rule: French lace panties
Rex_is_back: you sit, and I kneel before you, reaching up to lower the straps of your bra. I love the feel of your skin under my fingers
Blondes_Rule: I wanna take my bra off
Rex_is_back: not yet. I pull down one side of your bra, exposing the nipple. You arch towards my mouth
Blondes_Rule: mmm…
She had to type something, and ‘mmm’ was all she could come up with. She could almost feel his lips closing around her nipple, and had to bite back a moan.
Rex_is_back: want to lick that nipple, suckle it, feel it harden under my lips. I flatten my tongue against it, flick it, my teeth just barely grazing it
Rex_is_back: one of my hands is playing with your other nipple over the bra
Blondes_Rule: oh god…
Rex_is_back: is the bra lace too? Do you like the feel of lace scratching against your beautiful tit?
Blondes_Rule: fuck yes
Fantasy and reality merged. Her nipples were hard, stretching the lace of her bra, the scratchy fabric teasing them. Lexi’s head felt light. She wanted to touch herself, trace the path Ric described. Knowing she wasn’t allowed to made her need all the more intense.
Rex_is_back: my other hand takes over that precious mound my mouth has been playing with, so I can uncover your other tit. I pull down the lace with my teeth and lick that nipple while rolling the opposite one between my fingers… I love the feel of your tit in my mouth, could do that forever, but I want to taste your pussy too
Rex_is_back: I want you, but all in good time. I cup a breast in each palm. Knead them. You kiss me so hungrily, you make my head spin
Blondes_Rule: oh god, feels so good
Rex_is_back: I lick down your neck, your stomach. Trace your sides with my fingers and reach the top of your knickers, but I don’t lower them
She needed him to cross the room, bend her over her desk, tear away her thong, and give it to her hard. She couldn’t say that.
Blondes_Rule: please?
Rex_is_back: instead, I slide my fingers to your legs, all the way down to your knees and then up the inside of your thighs, until I reach your pussy. How wet are you for me, Lexi?
Lexi was too far gone to correct his slip of tongue.
Blondes_Rule: so wet. You feel so good
Rex_is_back: I nuzzle the inside of your thigh. Want to leave a hickey there. My mark. I run my thumb against your pussy over the lace
Rex_is_back: I think these have to come off too. Will you take them off for me?
Blondes_Rule: yes.
In her mind, the word was a sigh. She was breathing hard. Ric’s words—no, it was Rex talking to her—turned her on more than she imagined possible.
Rex_is_back: good girl. Now I can spread your folds apart and, God, you're so fucking wet
Blondes_Rule: I am. Please, I need more…
Rex_is_back: I lick you, circle your clit. Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue or my fingers, Xandra?
She had her left hand in her lap, digging her fingers into her thigh to keep from inching just a little bit lower. She hadn’t lied. She was wet. Uncomfortably so. She wanted to do something about it. Wanted him to do something about it.
Blondes_Rule: tongue
Rex_is_back: I flick your clit a couple of times, before plunging my tongue inside you. Fuck, I love how you taste
She was rocking in her chair. She crossed her legs. Rubbed her thighs together. The friction wasn’t enough to alleviate the heat burning her.
Rex_is_back: I rub your clit with my thumb, as I push my tongue as far inside you as possible
Blondes_Rule: …
Rex_is_back: you're so hot, pushing against my mouth, your fingers in my hair, pulling me closer. I want to get lost inside you. You taste like heaven
Rex_is_back: how does my tongue feel, sliding in and out of you? My thumb, pressing harder on that precious nub?
Lexi’s mind objected to telling Ric how good he felt in her imagination. It would become too real. They wouldn’t be Xandra and Rex, if she went there…
But he did have the jet-black hair. And the accent.
Blondes_Rule: feels so fucking good. I want you. Now.
She saw him look around and push back his chair. He wrapped his jacket around his waist and typed something, before disappearing around the corner.
He just left? In the middle of this?
With a frown, Lexi turned to her screen.
Rex_is_back: broom closet. Now.
Chapter Fourteen
It took Lexi all of thirty seconds to decide to follow Ric. The broom closet was located between the women’s and men’s restrooms, so no one would wonder why she walked in that direction. As long as they didn’t see where she went, she’d be fine. Luckily, nobody raised their gazes while she passed by their desks.
Just as she reached for the doorknob, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She whirled around and saw Matt shaking his head at her.
Busted.
He must have seen Ric. He knew what she was about to do. How would he use that knowledge? What could she do, to save herself?
She opened her mouth, to sputter out something lame like this isn’t what you think, but he tilted his head to the right, toward the ladies room.
“Unless you plan on mopping or something, I think this is what you’re looking for.”
“Right. Silly me. You’d think I’d know by now.” Lexi rolled her eyes dramatically, praying Ric heard the conversation and stayed put. If he came out now, it’d be hard to explain how they were both lost while looking for the restroom.
“Nah. Happened to me a couple of times, too. In fact, I could swear John has actually… done his business there a time
or two.” He winked and nudged her with his elbow.
Lexi tried not to wince at the thought of having sex there after that piece of info. “You mean…”
“I’m kidding. That’s what I do—I kid. Not that John isn’t stupid enough to have done that.” Another grin.
“Whew. Thanks.” She returned his grin and entered the ladies room. Would Ric still be waiting for her after Matt returned to his desk? She chastised herself for the thought.
“Well… enjoy.” Matt said, as the door closed between them.
“Oh, I’m sure I will,” Lexi muttered to herself.
*
Five minutes after he’d gone in the bloody dark and cramped space, Lexi still wasn’t there.
Ric was going berserk. Maybe he’d overestimated his sex-appeal, and she just wasn’t coming.
No. She wanted him. She’d come.
Oh, she’d come all right. Again and again, if he had any say in it.
But maybe he should just take care of the throbbing in his pants and then return to his desk, like nothing happened. He paced as much as the four by four space allowed. Perhaps he should quit and save himself the embarrassment. He wasn’t sure he could face the victorious smile he knew Lexi would sport, after leaving him high and dry.