“I don’t care about that,” she said, waving her hand around. “I mean, what’s he like in bed?”
“Jesus, Jess,” I groaned. “I’m not talking to you about that here.”
“Yes, you are. Is he big? Is he any good? Of course he’s good, why would you keep this up if he wasn’t? Does he dirty talk or is he more of a moaner?”
“Jess!” I shouted, snapping her out of her rambling. “Not. Here. We’ll get coffee or something after work to talk about my sex life.”
That was enough to get her out of my office while I continued prepping for the custody battle about to happen.
I was a mess. The couple I had to work with hated each other’s guts, making both lawyers wish we had taken something boring like a contract signing instead of the custody fight. They wouldn’t stop yelling at each other over who would be a better parent, while the father’s lawyer and I just stared at each other in shared annoyance and empathy at what we were experiencing.
Getting out of that meeting with a final agreement was all I needed for the day. Well, I wouldn’t have minded a couple shots of tequila to ease my simmering annoyance but having a little time to organize my old case files was good enough for me.
Until the secretary called into my office. “There’s a man named Luke here to see you,” she said.
“Jesus Christ,” I mumbled before pressing the speaker button on my desk phone. “Send him in.”
Seconds later, the tall, blond man I had come to know so well walked through the door with a folder in his hand. “Hey. Fancy seeing you here.”
“You really shouldn’t be coming to my work place,” I grumbled, continuing to stack folders in my filing cabinet.
“I actually need your help,” he said. “Well, kind of.”
“With what?” I asked, intrigued.
“I got an offer to do commercials with an insurance company but I didn’t want to sign the contract without a lawyer looking over it first. You were the first person to come to mind,” he smiled.
“Don’t you have a team lawyer or something?” I grabbed the folder from his hand and looked over the contract.
“Yeah, but he’s not as fun as you.” I looked up at him from under my lashes and shook my head at that damn smirk again.
He sat in silence while I looked over the contract, only responding when I asked him how he felt about some of the things the contract said he may have to do. It only took about 10 minutes and a couple small modifications before Luke signed the contract and was set to be on his way.
Except he didn’t leave.
He stayed seated in the chair across from me with a blank expression.
“You can leave whenever you want,” I said, implying he should leave then.
Instead, he stretched his legs out and leaned back in the seat, making himself more comfortable so he could stay longer. “I don’t have practice today so I might just hang out here for a while.”
I rolled my eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that day before going back to organizing my cases by type and time. Luke sat silently in his seat, presumably occupying himself on his phone while I was busy. At least, that’s what I thought until he walked up behind me and pressed his front to my back.
“You seem really tense right now,” he said quietly, running his hands up and down my arms.
My breath caught in my throat at his touch but I realized my office was the last place we should do anything. “I had a stressful case this morning, that’s all.” He moved my hair off my shoulder and pressed his lips to my neck, softly trailing kisses on the sensitive, lightly darkened skin he marked the night before.
“I can help you relax a little bit,” he murmured. One of his hands moved down my front and slipped under the elastic band of my skirt. My mind was whirring at the thought of having him on my desk – until I remembered where we were.
I gently pushed him back and caught my breath. “Not here, Luke. The door isn’t even locked.”
He took this as an invitation and walked across the room, flicking the lock on my door and pulling me to straddle his legs on the black leather seat. As much as I knew we shouldn’t be doing this at my workplace, I didn’t have any more cases for the day and didn’t have anything coming up soon so part of me said it wasn’t a problem. The door was locked and if anyone asked why, I could say we were going over the contract and had to make some changes.
No harm, no foul.
The adventurous side of me took over and I pressed my lips to Luke’s, his hands pushing my skirt up my legs until it pooled at my waist. “You have to stay quiet,” I whispered.
“It’s not me I’m worried about,” he smirked. His fingers slipped under my panties and he ripped them in half – downside to fucking a professional linebacker.
“Luke!” I whisper-shouted, knowing I had to keep my voice down.
“Don’t worry, I’ll buy you a new pair.” He pressed his lips to mine again and moved one hand between my legs. I quietly moaned against his lips when he slipped one finger inside me and slowly pumped and curled it until he felt I was properly ready for him.
Since we were technically in public, we couldn’t strip down like we usually would, but he unzipped his jeans and pressed the tip of his cock to my folds. I rolled my hips against him but waited for him to take it further. I bit my bottom lip when he pushed himself up off the chair, sliding into me easily. He wrapped both arms around me and held me still while his hips pounded against my ass. Luke was right when he said he wasn’t the one who was going to be loud. He was mostly letting out breathless groans and quiet sighs but I had to bite his shoulder to keep from making too much noise.
One hand was wrapped behind his neck, my nails slightly digging into the skin with my teeth scraping against his shoulder. He started moving a little faster at the nip of pain and a small rush of pride ran through me at knowing of one of his weaknesses. His rough palm ran down my back and gripped my ass to help move me on top of him. The thought of getting caught and knowing my coworkers were right outside the door helped push me over the edge. My teeth dug into his shoulder a little more as I held back any noise, my body shaking with the rush of my orgasm.
Luke let his head fall back against the chair as his movements got even sloppier until he stilled completely, his chest heaving with the exertion. I bit back a disappointed moan when I climbed off of him and readjusted my skirt, letting him reorient himself as well.
He just sat in the chair for a minute with a sated look on his face. I leaned against my desk and caught my breath for a second before walking forward to kiss his lips. Without a word, I walked back to my filing cabinet and went back to organizing things like before. We weren’t in private in a bed so there was no point trying to sleep or cuddle or anything. Luke remained sitting for a while until he stood and pressed a kiss to my cheek.
“I’m going to head out now. If you want me to come over or if you wanted to come over, just text me.
“Okay,” I smiled as he walked to the door.
Before he flipped the lock back, he turned towards me with that signature smirk. “Wear that skirt to the next family dinner.”
I rolled my eyes at him but smiled anyway. He threw me a wink before he walked out with his contract in hand. Less than five minutes later, Jess ran in with a huge smile on her face.
“You two totally just fucked, didn’t you?”
*****
Luke and I kept our tryst going for another three months, usually spending every other night with each other. Sometimes he’d visit at work or I’d stop by after practice and wait until the locker room was empty. Our parents seemed elated that we were practically best friends but they were still clueless about us having a quickie in his car after dinner every now and then.
Before we could really brace ourselves, our parents’ wedding day was upon us. I was my mom’s maid of honor and Luke was his dad’s best man, so we were the last to walk down the aisle before my mom, escorted by her brother.
Luke was dressed to
the nines in his black tux while I stood across from him in my light pink bridesmaid dress. Mike looked so happy when he saw my mom walk through the church doors and make her way down the aisle. Even I started tearing up a little bit. I was so happy for her and proud of her for finding a stand-up guy like Mike.
The ceremony went flawlessly and, before long, the bridesmaids and groomsmen were piling into a limo for the trip to Mike’s house for the reception. They had a small stage for the band and toasts surrounded by tables for all the guests. A smaller makeshift stage was set to the side for dancing and the entire thing was beautiful.
When everyone stood to dance after dinner, Luke and I gravitated towards each other at the edge of the floor.
“So I guess this is the end for us, huh?” he said, giving me a sad smile.
“I guess,” I replied quietly.
I shuffled my feet a bit until Luke spoke up again. “I really care about you, Josie. And before you say I can’t catch feelings, I’m not in love with you. But I do really care about you and our time together was amazing,” he smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets.
I took a deep breath and turned to face him so I couldn’t back out. “Here’s the thing: I really care about you too and I’ve had a lot of fun these past few months. So what if we keep this up a bit?” His expression turned to a mixture of confusion and surprise, but I continued explaining so he’d understand. “I’m not saying we start dating or anything, but what if we keep doing what we’re doing for a bit? If we can’t be each other’s happily-ever-after, why not be each other’s happy-for-now?”
He bit his lip in thought and I was already hoping he’d agree because all I wanted to do was wrap my own teeth around his lip. He turned to face me directly and held a hand out for me to dance with him. He didn’t respond, he just silently asked for a dance. I accepted but gave him a confused look.
“I think that’s a great idea,” he finally said. “Now I just have one question for you.” I looked at him expectantly and he leaned down so his mouth was closer to my ear and no one would over hear him say, “What do you say we go find a closet inside?”
THE END
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24 of 25 Bonus Stories
Sexy Hornets
“I'm not missing the game for anything,” Tara said at the top of her voice, over the roar of the engine as she pushed the lawn mower over the grass.
“As you please, girl, just make sure that you get the work here done before you go for the football match,” her mother shouted back at her. “I have left some money in the kitchen that you can use so that you don’t max out your credit card.”
“Thanks, Mom, I love you,” Tara Banks said to her mother, wondering what she would do without her.
She listened to her mother’s heels clicking away as her mother headed out to the front of the house and moments later she heard her vehicle firing to life before the car drove off. Tara continued mowing the grass, wondering how the football match would go. Her favorite team was playing and she was hoping that they were going to win. She had been a football fan from the time that she had been in college. She had played the game a little back then but had given up after it had become too strenuous for her. She had, however, remained a great fan and had even become a fan of the women that actually played the game. Nowadays, one of the main reasons that she went to the matches was to watch the women, more than to watch the actual game. Tara particularly liked one of the women on the team that she supported even though she could not understand how she liked her.
Being a twenty-year-old woman, Tara had never been in love. As a matter of fact, she had never shown any sexual interest in men but, instead, found herself more attracted to women. She at times wondered if maybe she was a lesbo although she really did not know. It was something that she was going to have to try to discover if she got the chance. It was already hard enough seeing the way that most of her friends went around bragging about their boyfriends and the explosive sex that they’d had.
The sound of booming music approaching told her that her friend, Amanda Stern, was coming to visit her. She quickly finished mowing the grass and was just in the process of removing her gloves when Amanda and yet another of her friends, Tanya, walked around the house to where she was.
“Don’t tell us that you are doing chores on this perfect Saturday afternoon,” Amanda said, walking over to Tara and hugging her warmly.
“I'm just trying to help my mother out with the lawn but I’ve just finished. What’s up, girls?” Tara said cheerfully to her friends after hugging Tanya.
“We just thought that we would drop by and see what you're doing. Maybe if you're free we could drive down to the beach and hang out there. I'm sure that there are plenty of guys down there right now and someone here could use a boyfriend right about now,” Tanya said, patting Tara on the back.
“Oh come on, Tanya, let’s not go there, please-“
“I think that Tanya is absolutely right, Tara, it is about time that you stopped acting like a nun and get yourself a boyfriend. I mean, what harm will it cause? And, besides, I think that it would be emotionally healthy,” Amanda cut her short, talking about the subject that Tara preferred to keep in the closet.
“And what if I told you that I don’t feel attracted to men in the way that you would want,” she challenged her friends.
“Well then, maybe it is time that you found out if you are attracted to women. If that is the case then you can think of getting yourself a female lover. I don’t see any harm with that,” Tanya said to her as they pushed the lawn mower towards the store.
“You guys are just impossible to deal with. About going to the beach, I really wouldn’t mind going there for a tan before heading out to watch today’s game.” The last part of the sentence made her excited. “I mean, that is the beauty of summer, isn't it?”
“Well then, get dressed already so that we can get going,” Amanda said as they made their way into the house, heading upstairs to her bedroom.
Tara peeled off her clothes and went into the bathroom for a quick shower, leaving her friends going through her CDs. She was out of the bathroom less than five minutes later, quickly changing into her bikini. Over the bikini she wore a pair of shorts and a loose fitting blouse. She then slipped on a pair of sandals and worked on her makeup.
“There goes, how do I look?” she said to her friends, as she finally walked out of her closet all done up.
“Oh my god, hun, you look stunning,” Amanda said to her, her eyes widening as she looked at Tara.
“With that sort of look, it would be difficult for someone not to notice you,” Tanya added.
“And not to mention that on the beach I'm going to be dressed in just my bikini. I feel sorry for you guys if you didn’t bring yours,” Tara said to her friends, turning around for them to admire the new clothes that she had purchased only that morning while at the mall with her mother.
“Hahaha, you wish. We came well-equipped knowing where we were going,” Amanda said, pulling her overcoat open for Tara to see that all that she was wearing inside was a sexy bikini.
“Okay, come on, I need to get some sun before the game later on today,” she said to her friends, grabbing her sun glasses, makeup bag and handbag and leading the way out of the room.
*****
Carina loved her workouts on the beach, especially on such an important day when they would be playing their biggest rivals, the Eaglets. She was on of one of the city’s biggest football teams, The Hornets, where she had moved up the ranks to end up as the captain. She loved her role as the captain and she was very dedicated to the success of the team.
“It looks like one of your biggest fans is also on the beach today and I must say, isn't she looking hot,” Denise, one of the other teammates, jogged to her side, nudging her head to the side.
Carina’s eyes followed her gaze, settling on the hot blonde that never missed any of their games. She was on the beach with two of her fr
iends, and they were all dressed in sexy bikinis. The blonde was lying on a towel spreading sun block over her skin. She looked hotter than she had ever looked before and Carina found that she could not stop looking at her. Carina had noticed the blonde from the very first time that she had started coming to the arena to watch the games, mainly because she was madly attracted to the blonde. She usually sat in the front row cheering them on, dark glasses covering her eyes, and each time she seemed to be dressed sexier than the last time. This time she was dressed in practically nothing, the sight of the bare flesh getting Carina turned on.
“One hell of a sight, huh,” Denise continued, as Carina slowed down her jog to look at the women more closely.
“I swear to god I'm going to get that hottie for myself,” Carina said, although she was not sure if she would be able to make the first move, since she was not sure if the blonde was a lesbian like her.
She felt herself growing moist in between her thighs at the thought of her and the blonde, all alone and naked, doing things that only lovers did.
“You know what, I have an idea,” she said, suddenly brightening up as an idea lit up in her mind. “Why don’t we give them a VIP pass to the game today? At least that would let us get to know more about them, especially the blonde?”
“Hmm, I think that’s actually a very good idea and after the game we could probably go out so that you can have some fun with her. That is a really brilliant idea, captain,” Denise said to her as they automatically turned and began jogging towards the three women.
Carina found her heart beating faster and harder as they got closer to the three women, who did not seem to have noticed them. Feeling the shorts rubbing against her sex since she had not worn any underwear did not seem to make things any better, since she just found herself getting more and more turned on by the second. She found that goose bumps had formed on the back of her hands, despite the heat, as they got to the three women. The blonde sat up, looking a little surprised, her eyes widening when she finally recognized who Carina and Denise were.
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