motions for me to take a seat across from him and starts to go over our itinerary for the day. Most of it making sense, some not so much. I make notes on the things I want to call Ilyanna about, not wanting to seem lacking to Braydon. Hopefully she'll keep my inquiring phone calls between us. I don't want him having to find someone else to do this for them. I'm sure I'll learn as I go. “You can use your own office if you want to but it will most likely be easier on us both if you use Ilyanna's. Whatever you want to do just let me know. And Mariam will be in shortly if you need her to help you with anything.”
“I'll use her office that's fine. I'm sure my computer doesn't have the right files anyway.”
“Now that that's settled, are you alright?” He asks with genuine concern in his voice.
“Yeah, I'm good. We're good. Just some miscommunication. No worries.” I smile, trying to make him believe my words. If last night and into the early morning are any indcation, we're fucking awesome.
“Good, I'm happy for you two. Please be patient with him. I know he's trying.” I just nod my head at his advice. “Come on, let me show you her office and go over a few programs you'll need to familiarize yourself with, as well as introduce you to a few client files we'll be having meetings this afternoon with. I want you as comfortable as possible. If you have any questions don't hesitate to ask.” He stands and walks to his still open door.
I thought Braydon had a lot of photos in his office. Ilyanna has twice as many. All different except for the one on their desks. They're sitting at what looks like a kitchen island completely oblivious to the camera, smiling at each other with so much love in their eyes it could literally make someone sick.
My phone chimes on the desk and I swipe the screen to unlock it and see a text from Brent.
{ Hey gorgeous, wanna do lunch? P.S I love you! }
I smile down at my screen like a school girl for what seems like forever before responding.
{ Sounds good sexy. You in the mood for anything particular? P.S I love you too. Xoxo }
My phone chimes immediately letting me know I have another message, this one's from Ilyanna.
{ So? How's your first day in my shoes? Lol! If you have any problems I'm only a phone call away. I hope everything is okay with Brent. If you ever need to talk I'm here for you, I hope you know that. Anyway Get back to me when you get a chance. Ttyl :) }
She is such a good person and I'm glad I've found such a good friend in her. I hadn't heard my text from Brent come in while I was reading Ilyanna's. I open it up and get tingles all over as I read his reply.
{ You sprawled across my desk. ;) }
Shaking my head I don't respond. I'll see him in a few minutes. I'm hungry but a big part of me wants to take him up on his offer. It's not like my bare ass hasn't ever been laid flat against the hardwood surface before. Smiling to myself which I've been doing a lot of lately, I shut down the computer. My text from Ilyanna forgotten for now. Before I reach my door I lift my skirt, take hold of my panties and shimmy them down my legs. I stuff them in my purse and leave my office with purpose. Maybe when I'm done with him we'll have time to eat.
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I hear my office door open and look up to see Sarah closing it behind her. She stands with her back against the door and her hands behind her. The look on her face is serious and I try to think of anything that could have happened to upset her today. Braydon said she was catching on quickly and seemed to be in a really good mood all morning when he called me earlier to go over employee turnover. He also asked what last night was about and I filled him in, leaving out the marathon sex I had with the sexy as sin woman in my office.
She's still at the door looking delicious, her tight lipped expression turning into a provocative smile. Her bottom lip's between her teeth as she pushes off of the door and walks with purpose
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