She wore a skirt that fell above her knee and went in at the waist emphasising her large hips and modest waist. Her tits were outlined as the blouse curved into the waist but flared out for her bust. Her dark brown hair was curled around her body with some draped over her breasts and the other around. He’d never known how long her hair was until that moment. Julian imagined wrapping the length around his hand as he fucked her from behind.
“Julian? Julian? Julian?” Julian saw her hand waving in front of his face. She leaned over the desk. Without thinking his gaze went to the open few buttons on her blouse. He saw the swell of her breasts and the lace of her bra. Licking his lips Julian suddenly had the desire to separate the space between them and taste the flesh of her breast. Would it taste as creamy as she looked?
“Are you seriously ogling me?”
“Ogling?”
“The panting tongue I could have let slide, but you’re blatantly ignoring me and you’re looking at my chest. That is just plain rude, Mr. Goff.”
“You called me Julian a second ago,” he said. She had made a point of not calling him by his given name.
“A second ago you weren’t ogling me like I was a piece of candy. What’s the matter? You’ve wasted all of your energy on the women in your life, and now you’re now going to start on me?” she asked.
He didn’t know what to say to her. Her words sounded angered. She’d never lost her temper with him before.
“I wasn’t ogling you. I was thinking. I apologise if you think otherwise.” He locked his fingers fighting with himself to not look at her ass.
“Good. Here are the notes you need to start today. I’ll get you your morning coffee in a second. How did the gift giving go?” she asked.
He took the note from her, their fingers brushing. Her skin was so soft. Julian struggled to keep his mind focussed. So much about the woman in front of him was invading his mind.
“What?”
“The gift you asked me to pick up on Friday? Did your woman like it?”
“Yes. The gift was fine.”
“Perfect.” She turned and left. His gaze followed her ass as she walked out of the door then out of his sight. Leaning back in his chair he adjusted his shaft in his pants, as they had grown too tight. His erection was hard, making him ache to take himself to the nearest bathroom and relieve the pain. He hadn’t done anything like that since he was a boy. What the hell was wrong with him?
Several minutes later she walked back in carrying a mug of coffee. The scent was his usual Italian blend of coffee. He liked his black with two sugars. Milk or cream ruined the taste of the coffee. He made a point of buying the best for himself and his employees. Happy employees were the best workers. Good coffee could guarantee it to a point.
“Here is your coffee.” She rounded the desk putting his coffee down on his usual coaster. The side of her body brushed his arm, her citrus scent invading his nostrils. The lemon made his mouth water. Would she taste as good as lemons but with a tang of the woman underneath?
Fisting his hands he tried with all his might not to reach out. Without thinking he rubbed an invisible speck of dust off her ass. She jerked rounding on him.
“You had some fluff on you.” He held his hands up in surrender.
“Okay. I’ll start writing up these letters. Call me if you need me. You have an eleven o’clock appointment. Shall I show him in or make him wait?”
Julian consulted his file then informed her to allow the client to come straight in. Nodding her head she left his office, closing the door as she did so.
“I’m in trouble,” he said to himself. The reaction to his personal assistant was not good. How was he going to keep his hands off her?
Putting his head in his hands he cursed his situation. He’d forgotten to talk to her about Friday. Once he did, she’d stop looking so tempting.
****
Heather checked the ladies’ room then dialled her friends. They were all waiting for her call. It was lunch time, and Julian didn’t like her leaving the building in case he needed her. Her friends lunched together while she was controlled by her boss.
Amber answered and then put it to speaker phone for them all to hear.
“We’re here, Heather. Give us the low down,” Ashley said.
“This is a complete bust. This thong is so uncomfortable. I have to concentrate not to pull it out from between my ass cheeks. Whoever invented it clearly didn’t think straight. I’m going for the full lace panties next. This is too uncomfortable.” She pushed the thong down her legs then sat on the toilet.
“Take it off and throw it in the trash. There is nothing like going bare,” Amber said.