Free Their Merry Little Christmas (Love Square) by Jessica Ingro

decanter that Sam gave me when I got promoted and I know that ’s what she is heading for. As she walks away, I can’t help but notice the sway of her hips in that tight, black dress of hers.
    I shake my head and silently chastise myself. That is one thing I should not be noticing.
    Inside my office, I find Rocky perche d on the ledge of my desk, the way she usually does. Her left foot is propped on one of the chairs in front of the desk. Her dress has ridden up her legs, and I can see the tops of her stockings where they attach to her garter belt. I swallow hard and turn my attention away from her.
    “I should probably get going. I usually like to get home before Tessa goes to bed.” I start putting papers in my briefcase, hoping she’ll get the hint.
    Ever since Sam brought up her unease with Rocky, I’ve started to notice that maybe the woman isn’t really as friendly as I initially thought. She seems to have a way of clinging to me and a couple of the other guys in the office. Ben and I had a conversation about it just yesterday. He wasn’t too keen on her either. Said she made him uncomfortable and if his wife ever saw the way she acted, she’d probably rip her eyes out.
    Women … can’t they just trust us not to stick our dicks where they don’t belong?
    “Oh, come on. Just one drink isn’t going to hurt anything. You’ll be home before she goes down.” Rocky gets up and walks over to the decanter and pours us each a glass. She slinks over to me like a cat after her prey, handing me a glass.
    Well, Sam did meet up with her ex just the other day and failed to tell me about it. Having a drink with Rocky might not be that bad. It’s not like her and I are having an affair. One drink… I can handle one drink. I just wish we weren’t the only ones in the office right now. The room is starting to feel hot, and I stop myself from pulling on my collar in uneasiness.
    “So… the meeting went well tonight. You were amazing with them. I like watching you in action. You’re so strong and sure of yourself. I find confidence very appealing in a man.” Her red painted nail runs down the length of my tie and stops just above my belt buckle. I take a step back and set my glass down.
    “What’s the matter?” She asks, moving closer to me again.
    “Nothing. I just really need to get home.” I start to slide out from between her and the desk, but she moves back into my way.
    “Aiden… I don’t bite. Not unless you want me to,” she whispers and runs her hands up my arm, squeezing my biceps. “So tell me, is that what you want?”
    Before I can answer her, her mouth covers mine, and she pulls my body flush with hers. I wrap my hands around her waist and start to move her back, but she latches on and wraps her leg around my hip, grinding against me.
    Her tongue runs along my jaw to my ear. “I know you want me.”
    I push her away forcefully and wipe my mouth.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” I ask with disgust.
    Rocky laughs and lowers the zipper on her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stands before me in a black lace bra and her garter and stockings. Apparently, she likes to go commando.
    “Aiden, I just want to make you feel good. And in turn, I want you to make me feel good. I’m wet just thinking about you. Want to see?” She sits back on my desk and spreads her legs wide. I quickly close my eyes and turn away.
    “You're delusional is what you are. Put this back on.” I pick up her dress and throw it at her. Instead, she just laughs and tosses it aside. When I chance a look back at her, she’s actually masturbating on my desk. Is this some sort of sick dream? Am I being punked?
    “Oh my God,” she gasps and inserts a finger inside herself. “I can just imagine what you would feel like. Aiden, please come make me feel good. I’ve seen you look at me. I know you’ve thought about me. Why else would you always spend time with me and talk to me on the phone. You want