A burst of giggles sprang from the women, some trying to choke back their coffee in fear of spraying each other.
“Thanks. I knew I could count on all of you to understand.” Valerie’s words were laced with a heavy dose of sarcasm in which her friends easily picked up on, causing them to laugh harder. “Go ahead, laugh it up…but if it were your nooners at stake, you’d be bummin’ too!”
When the laughter finally subsided, Ashley was the first to speak. “So take the nooners to him.”
“Now there’s an idea,” Laura giggled.
“To his office? I couldn’t do that! I’m not even sure Greg would go for that!” The thought of being that bold left Valerie with butterflies in her stomach. Could I do something like that? “We have always been pretty open about sex, but it’s always been behind closed doors. There’s never been any attempt at…well, you know—the great outdoors.”
“Seriously? You’ve never had sex outside of your house? Or in your yard?” Jamie’s tone was filled with amazement.
“Uhh…no” Valerie answered shyly. “Have you all been doing the horizontal bop all over the neighborhood?”
“Well, not the neighborhood, but yeah, we’ve definitely done it outside. Lots!” Jamie replied.
Valerie was shocked to find that she and Greg were the only ones that hadn’t taken that leap. Maybe her friends were on to something. “We were hoping that Gary would have a job by now and things would go back to normal, but sadly that hasn’t happened. He’s had a few interviews but nothing concrete.”
“Why doesn’t he go work for Greg’s company?” Ava asked?
“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that Will loves it there. I haven’t talked to Greg about it recently, but I do know his feelings from past conversations. Greg’s afraid that Gary will screw it up, like he has all his other jobs. Gary has never been very dependable when it comes to showing up on time or sticking with one thing for a long period of time. What it all boils down to is he doesn’t want to be the one to fire his own brother.” Valerie shrugged not knowing what else to say about the situation. She could understand Greg’s point of view, but she wished he’d give his brother a shot to either succeed or fail on his own.
“Greg shouldn’t be the one to do it. Why would he be? He doesn’t deal with the HR stuff, he has a team there to do it, right? So why not let Gary work there just like any other person? Just because he’s the owner’s brother doesn’t mean he has to get special treatment…and he shouldn’t.” Jamie offered her opinion.
“I’ll talk to Greg about it and see what he says. I think it could be good for Gary, maybe get him on the right track.” Valerie filled up her coffee cup. “So tell me more about this whole taking the nookie to him thing. I need to come up with some ideas and figure out if I’m brave enough to do it.”
Valerie’s weekly coffee meeting with her friends ended on a positive note. Hugs and laughs were exchanged as each of the women left to start their day. They left her with several ideas for getting her and Greg’s sex life back on track. Now she just needed to do it.
“This won’t work, I need something a little more flexible,” Valerie said to herself as she dug through her closet, looking for the perfect outfit for her surprise lunch date with Greg.
Dresses, shirts, and blouses flew from the hangers as she tossed each selection aside. At first she considered wearing nothing more than an overcoat, but with her luck, she’d get pulled over on the short drive home and have to explain to the officer why she only had on a coat in the ninety degree heat. Pass, thanks!
Valerie’s eyes finally landed on the perfect outfit. Conservative, yet sexy…and easy to maneuver in. She set the outfit to the side as she contemplated her decision. Should she do it today and get it over with? Should it not be a surprise? Should she talk to Greg about it? The thoughts spun in her mind, making her question the validity of her friends’ warped minds. If we get caught, there could be serious trouble. That would be a gazillion times worse than getting caught by Gary. Who the hell would I call if we were arrested? Jamie…definitely Jamie. Fear coursed through her mind, making her weak at the knees.
Taking a deep breath for courage and steeling her spine, Valerie grabbed the outfit from the closet before making a mad dash for the bathroom to set her plan into action. I can’t believe I’m actually going to go through with this. I must be losing my damn mind.
She quickly showered, dried her hair, and dressed. Hoping to cause a bit of drooling from her husband, she chose the sexiest push up bra she owned. It worked wonders at showing off her assets. Once again she took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she thought of the devouring that occurred the last time he caught a glimpse of her in this particular undergarment. This time butterflies of anticipation danced in her tummy. Valerie could almost feel Greg’s touch at the mere thought of what she was about to do.
Desire and need twisted through her body, moving her feet forward to meet her husband. Rounding the corner to the living room she ran into Gary.
“Heading somewhere?” He asked, giving her a once over.
“Yeah. I’m going to surprise Greg for lunch today. I thought it would be nice to get out for a bit today.” Valerie pasted a nervous fake smile on her face before continuing on her merry way. God, I hope he doesn’t know what I’m up to. What if he overheard us talking about it? Maybe he could hear us the whole time. This is such a bad idea.
“Have fun,” Gary offered with a wink. “Hey, you mind if I heat up the leftovers from last night since you didn’t save me any French toast?”
“Not at all and sorry about that. It went over better than I thought it would. I’ll make a special batch just for you soon. See you in a bit.” The click of the door sounded behind her as the bright sun and warm breeze hit her face.
She tried not to think about what she was about to do for fear of chickening out. I am such a coward. Her body moved seemingly of its own free will, wanting to be swept away by her husband, her mind begging her to stop. The drive to Greg’s office was short and filled with a heavy mix of anticipation and fear. Valerie had never experienced such a mix of emotions for what she was about to do. She was nervous, but what she found was the nervousness fueled her desire more. How odd.
Her plan was to meet Greg in the elevator just as he was leaving his office. She quickly phoned Greg’s assistant to let her know that she planned to surprise Greg for lunch. Valerie left out all of the details of course, not that she would be able to admit her plan to another living sole…ever.
Mrs. Livingston was a sweet older lady who was more than happy to help. It was no secret that she adored both Greg and Valerie and treated both of them as if they were her long lost children. She would do anything to help put a smile on either of their faces.
Valerie hastily pulled into the parking garage and headed for the service elevator. Looking around to make sure no one saw what she was about to do, she quickly tapped an out of order sign on the call buttons before stepping in and pressing the button for floors one through six. When she reached each floor she quickly placed an out of order sign over the elevator call button before heading to the next. In between floors she quickly unfastened the top two buttons of her shirt, adjusting herself for maximum exposure. Her phone buzzed letting her know that Mrs. Livingston sent her a text stating that Greg was leaving for lunch. She informed him the main elevator was down for repairs, forcing him to use the service elevator.
The bell rang for her destination as the elevator came to a halt. Valerie let out the deep breath she didn’t realize she was holding as Greg caught sight of her. She stepped to the front of the elevator, grabbing his tie, pulling him in the elevator.
“Val, what are you doing here?” Greg stammered.
“Shhhh.” She released him just long enough to tape the out of order sign to the outside of the door then quickly pressed the door close button. Her hips swayed as she made the three short steps to her husband. Her lips met his in an instant, crashing together. She sighed as G
reg’s familiar masculine scent wrapped around her, filling her with warmth and security. His fingers swiftly opened the rest of the buttons on her blouse as the passionate kiss continued. Their tongues intertwined and released, teasing one another.
Greg rapidly pushed the stop button, halting their descent between floors. No one would come looking for them as the service elevator wasn’t monitored like the public elevators were, and it appeared that Valerie had taken care of anyone trying to use it by placing the out of order signs on each floor.
Valerie groaned as his lips left hers and anchored on the tops of her breasts, licking, kissing, and sucking them into his mouth. Greg pushed her skirt up, finding her bare underneath. “What do we have here?” He moaned as his fingers found her wetness. Rubbing her sensitive bundle of nerves, he was rewarded when she unzipped his pants. His cock strained against his boxer briefs, begging for her touch. He thought he’d died and gone to Heaven when her fingers wrapped gently around his cock.
“Just another little surprise.” Valerie nervously nibbled on her lip.
“I’m loving your surprises today. You should do this more often…as in all the time.” He slid one finger inside of her, then another, pumping them in and out. “Shhh, wouldn’t want anyone to know what we’re up to in here, would you?” Greg teased, trying to see how she would react to the threat of being caught.
Her voice cracked as she tried to speak past his sensual onslaught. “Mmmmm,” was all she could manage as her body sped towards a release.
“Oh God, Val. We need this, I need this. I need you.” Greg offered praises to her as he watched the blush building over her skin. Her legs started to tremble as her climax boiled deep inside of her. “That’s it, honey, let me take care of you.”
He bit back a curse when her light grasp on his cock tightened. Her palm slid up and down, squeezing from base to tip. “God, that feels so fucking good.” She stroked him slow at first then faster in unison with the movement of his fingers in and out of her. Greg felt her channel tighten around him, her free hand wrapping around his sac. Leaning in he whispered in her ear, “Come for me, honey.”
Valerie didn’t have to be told twice. Her climax slammed into her, knocking the wind from her lungs. Greg held her tight, keeping her upright as her body shook from the force of her orgasm. “Oh, Greg!” Valerie cried out, forgetting the need to be quiet…forgetting their surroundings…forgetting everything but what he made her feel.
When she finally caught her breath, she tried to apologize for her wanton behavior. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to have you. Please don’t be upset with me,” Valerie pleaded.
“I could never be upset about this, honey.” He pulled her close, kissing her playfully, his tongue swept across her lips. When she gasped in surprise, he quickly took advantage of the opening, sliding his tongue in to meet hers. His kiss was gentle, yet demanding. Their tongues seeking and retreating again in a passionate dance, stoking the already hot fire. Greg slid his fingers out of her before pulling away and bringing them to his lips, licking each drop of her sweetness. “Mmmm, so good. If we had more time, I’d devour you right here on the elevator floor.”
Valerie continued to palm Greg’s cock, wanting to feel it deep inside of her. He brought her to one climax already, but it wasn’t nearly enough to sate the appetite she had for him. She felt like a woman who had been denied for far too long.
“Greg, please. I need you inside of me.”
In a hurry to please, he pushed her against the side of the elevator, lifting her off of the floor. “Wrap your legs around me and hold on.” She didn’t hesitate to obey his command and was swiftly rewarded when she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her entrance. He teased her relentlessly by sliding the head up and down, never quite giving in to the demand. He wanted it to last as long as possible because he knew once he buried himself balls deep inside of her, there’d be no turning back. He’d be blissfully lost to his desire.
The nervousness she felt earlier remained, fueling the fire for her husband even more. A welcome excitement washed over her, knowing that any second the elevator could start moving. Valerie circled her hips, trying with all her might to get what she wanted. “Please, Greg.” Her voice almost a cry—her body desperate for more.
Greg responded by slamming home. A grunt escaped him as he buried himself to the hilt. “So wet, so tight.” His mouth covered hers once again, stifling the passionate cry that he anticipated. Greg worked his hips back and forth, taking her hard and quick against the wall. The elevator rocked with each movement.
Valerie moaned with pleasure with each demanding stroke. Her skin heated even more when he nipped playfully at her neck and ear. His light stubble rough against her soft skin. The contrast almost too much for her senses. She wrapped her arms tight around Greg’s neck, tunneling her fingers through his hair as he pummeled her core with abandon. Each thrust seeming to be deeper, more forceful than the last.
Her inner muscles clenched, pulling him deeper inside, holding him tight within her as her body spasmed. She tossed her head back against the wall as another climax tore through her. Gasping for air, Valerie held on tight as Greg’s cock pulsed inside of her, shooting his seed deep within her.
A minute maybe two passed before he set her down on weak shaky legs. “That was amazing.” Valerie pulled her skirt down and tried to straighten her blouse.
“Yeah, it was.” Greg worked at trying to right his clothes, hiding all evidence of their little session. “We may have to do that again…soon,” he chuckled.
“I think we can most definitely arrange something like this again…as long as you don’t get in any trouble with the building superintendent.”
“We own the building remember? What could he possibly say? Uh boss, no sex in the elevator?”
“Oh God! You don’t think he knows do you?” Panic raced across her face.
“Honey, it’s okay. I’m sure he doesn’t know anything. He’s on vacation this week.”
Valerie took a deep breath, trying to let go of the terror that gripped her seconds ago. “You’re sure?”
“Positive. Now let’s grab something quick, maybe drive-thru so I can get back to work and you can pick up Daphne and Dylan.”
“So let me get this straight, I not only give you sex, I have to feed you, too? Geez, buddy. Talk about high maintenance.”
“Me caveman, you woman. Fuck me then feed me.” Greg aimed for his best Neanderthal voice.
“Nice…very nice. Surprisingly accurate, too.” Valerie laughed as she pressed the button to start the elevator.
On the drive to grab lunch, she talked to Greg about Gary coming to work for him. She pitched the idea the girls had about Greg not taking a personal interest in the daily dealing of his brother’s job, if Gary were to work for him. “I think it would be a good opportunity for him. Who knows, maybe he’s finally ready to grow up. He seems to have learned his lesson with his latest life disasters.”
Greg was quiet for a minute, collecting his thoughts. “I wondered when you were going to bring this up. Just for the record, I have considered it. Val, my feelings are really mixed on the subject. I want Gary to have a good life. He’s been busting his ass at bullshit jobs just to earn a buck, but never considers his future. Maybe there’s a way to get him to do that?”
“It could work, if you let whoever his manger would be and Human Resources deal with him like any other employee. You shouldn’t give him any special treatment at all. The employees need to see that he’s treated just like everyone else or it won’t work.”
“That’s what I’ve been worried about. I’d actually love it if he were to join the company. Maybe one day take an active role in upper management. Granted, that would be a long way off. The problem is, I know Gary and how he thinks. He would expect special treatment because he’s my twin. I’m sorry but that can’t happen. He would have to learn whatever position from the ground up, get the training he needs to do the job, then advanc
e like everyone else.”
Valerie turned into the parking lot of their favorite burger joint. “If he set his mind to it, he could do it. But here’s the thing—you have to set the ground rules up front with him. Tell him exactly what you expect and what won’t fly. Gary’s different from you in that aspect. If someone gives you an idea, you run with it. Gary needs more direction, more oversight to keep him on track. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just the way he works. Give him the choice to abide by the rules. And be honest with him that you’re not going to babysit him or his job. He has to make it on his own, you’re only giving him the opening.”
Valerie turned to the loud speaker at the drive through. “One second please. What do you want?”
“My usual is fine.”
Greg appeared to be deep in thought as Valerie ordered their food and headed back to the office. The warm sunny day allowed for a picnic style lunch at one of the many tables scattered around the grounds. Several of the employees waved and offered a greeting. A few stopped by to see how Valerie was doing. They missed her daily presence in the office, which she gave up when she was pregnant with the twins.
“I really do miss this place some days. How’s your burger?”
“Perfect! I guess I worked up a hunger.” Greg popped a couple of fries in his mouth and playfully winked at her. “Do you ever think about coming back to work? I know we really haven’t talked about it because I don’t want you to feel like you have to. I want you to do what you want, but I do miss you being here. I’ll support you either way.” Greg took another bite out of his burger.
“Honestly, I did at first. But not so much now. The twins keep me busy, plus, I like the fact that they get some socialization when they go to daycare for a few hours a week. I never thought I’d want to be a stay at home mom, but I’m really enjoying it. I kind of wish I would have stayed at home with all the kids when they were little.”
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