Page 31 of Call Me Sir

“Um, hi.”

The half smile he cracks shakes me.

“I thought you left.”

“I’m almost finished making breakfast.”

I finish washing my body off, praying I’m not blushing, knowing he’s watching every move I make.

“What did you make?” I ask, shutting off the water.

“Omelets.”

My stomach rumbles at the mention of delicious food.

“Did you find the avocados to add?”

He nods.

Suddenly I’m ravenous but he doesn’t move so I can step out.

Instead, he leans in and gives me a peck on the lips.

“You’re so damn sexy.”

Now I’m definitely blushing. Should I accept the compliment or deflect?

This kind of attention is pretty new. At least as of late when I’ve been focusing on working and hookups.

“Don’t you believe me, baby?”

My heart thumps in my chest like a rabbit’s foot to the ground.

He leans in again, gently caresses my cock, and pecking my wet lips.

“Yeah,” I manage to mumble against his lips.

Suddenly my roaring stomach stops and my dick wants all the attention.

“Not till we get some coffee in me,” he says, I think to my dick.

Letting me go, he grabs a rolled up towel off the shelf above the toilet and hands it to me.

“Are you up for a day out on the town together? I need a drink and to do some shopping.”

“Yes!”

He nods then leaves the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

I dry off quickly, still in disbelief. Do I really get to spend the entire day with my boss?

I shake my head.

I need to stop thinking of him as my boss. Though I’m not sure what else to refer to him as. We’re not boyfriends. Or friends. This can’t just be a hookup though either?

Today might help determine what we are. I’ll eat, then shop with Torey, and then it sounds like another night of fun together…

Now my dick is twitching at the prospect.

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