Making His Baby(191)

This isn’t my first time touching myself but it is the first time I have done this at the office and all because I have an image as hot as Tanner in my head. I stroke hard a few times and feel the pressure building. I imagine Tanner’s face as he kisses me, he goes slightly out of focus as he pulls away to go down between my legs. Instead of my fingers, I feel his tongue, his fingers, searching my folds, finding my clit and sucking on it with his mouth as my orgasm begins to build under my busy fingers.

I throw my head back against my chair. My fingers keep going, controlled by some deep need to come that I’d never felt before. I slide two fingers inside myself, and I am amazed at the wetness and press my thumb against my clit as I explode, breathing deeply to avoid screaming Tanner’s name.

That was all him.

I ride out the feeling and drop back into my chair as I close my eyes. I sit there for a few moments shocked that I did that in the office, but so glad that I did. I might be able to get through the rest of the evening now.

I slowly shut down my computer and rise to leave, determined to go out and have a good time tonight. Tanner Lincoln doesn’t own my body and I can make myself happy.

I can handle this account.

I catch a cab back to my house and find a little black dress in my closet that is far too short for the workplace. I do my makeup heavier for tonight, using black liner and some vibrant eyeshadow before I spike out my hair like the girl did at the salon when I got my hair cut recently.





CHAPTER 6


TANNER



The shop is busy tonight and the music is playing loud. Trinity picks Alice in Chains and I like the beat as it pulses through my bones, still thinking about the brief but intense kiss with Penelope earlier.

Compared to any other encounter with a woman in my life, that one was innocent, but I could not stop thinking about Penelope.

What is it about her?

Coming back to work should have put me into my business mode. It usually always does but the questions that Trinity keeps asking me as well as the desire coursing through my body just make me think about Penelope more. I clean my station, thankful for a break as I glance at the clock. Almost eight. I could step out back for some fresh air and maybe jerk off again like I did earlier. Fuck knows that I am still hard.

The women I’d worked on so far today were as flirtatious as always but they weren’t Penelope. I am just leaving my area that is specifically off to the side so I could have some privacy but still hear the goings on of the shop. When I heard Trinity greet Mollie and then the surprise in her voice as she says hello to someone else.

Who is it? I turn my head to see Mollie, the familiar friend of Trinity’s, but then my eyes settle on a blonde standing beside her. All my blood races to my cock as I slowly take in Penelope, her eyes locking on mine for a long moment.

She is wearing a little black dress that clings to her tits and waist before moving easily against her body mid-thigh. Her hair is styled into a messy look and her eyes lined with dark makeup. This is not the Penelope from earlier.

“Tanner, Pen here tells me that I’m your photographer for the new tire ads. I thought we could all discuss it over my tattoo,” Mollie greets me with a knowing smile as I frown at her. Mollie is shooting the ad? I glance between her and Penelope quickly, noticing the fact that they are friends as Trinity glances back at me.

“At least I know the shots will be good,” I reply as Mollie smirks at me. Trinity calls her back to her area and I stalk the blonde as she stares warily at me.

“How about you, Penelope? Are you looking to get anything done tonight?” Without Mollie by her side, Penelope looks a little nervous as she watches me lean over the counter, oblivious to any other customers in the lobby.

“A tattoo? No. I would never,” she stammers as heat washes over her edgy, gorgeous face. That liner really makes her eyes pop and the pink flush brings them out even more. “Mollie thought we could talk about the ad tonight.”

“You don’t strike me as the kind of girl to work out of your pristine office, Penelope.” I lift part of the counter and nod for her to come inside as she glances around shyly. I can feel eyes on us as she walks forward but all I can see is her toned legs in that little skirt, ending in a heel higher than the one that she was wearing earlier.

Fuck me running.

I let her pass by me as my body responds eagerly, I am not even sure what I am going to do with her. Could we really talk business in this shop?

“It was Mollie’s idea before we go out to dinner,” Penelope responds as she pauses and looks around. The way we are set up in here was that Trinity was across from me but my section was a little more private than everyone else’s was. I could talk to anyone around me, but to see me they would have to walk in. If I am doing a tattoo on Penelope, we could talk and work all at once. The staff would get a kick out of the ideas since they’d been teasing me about my new modeling career.