Page 4 of The Facilitator: Part 2
I laughed all the way to my office knowing how turned on he would be left by mywords.
‘There’s Lauren, the businesswoman, pillar of the community; and then there’s Lauren with the dirty mouth, devil on her shoulder, and sexy as fuck,’he’d told me, by way of an explanation, when I’d asked why my swearing appeared to turn himon.
Alex brought me out of my thoughts. “That’s a broad smile,” hesaid.
“Just travelled in with Mackenzie,” Ireplied.
“Ah, I’ll ask nomore.”
I chuckled. “I want to organise a meal, just the four of us. Any ideawhere?”
“I know the perfect place. I took Gabriella there a while ago and we’ve been promising to return,” hesaid.
“Wonderful, if you can give me the details, I’ll get somethingbooked.”
We settled down at the one desk we were sharing, and before our meeting with the finance team started, Alex ran through the basics ofaccounting.
When I thought I had a grasp of what I was looking at, he called the team and arranged to meet around the boardroomtable.
We walked up the one floor. All the while, Alex talked me through what the monthly meeting would entail. It was hard to take notes while trying to navigate the stairs in highheels.
We sat around the boardroom table and I was reintroduced to the team. I’d met them briefly over the past couple of weeks and got to learn what eachdid.
Mary, Mackenzie’s assistant, asked if we wanted refreshments, then bustled off to organise a pot ofcoffee.
Alex brought the meeting to order and documents were passed around. I listened as the Head of Finance, Dan, explained what we were looking at. We had other documents with budgets and forecasts, those I had a better grasp of. As we were talking, my phone beeped. I’d normally have it on silent when in a meeting. Without thinking I turned it over and swiped my finger across to reveal a text message. Except I wasn’t looking at a text message, I was looking at a photograph of a cock. A large cock with a hand wrapped aroundit.
I immediately felt my face flush and I fumbled with the phone, trying to deleteit.
“Are you okay?” Alexasked.
“Sure, sorry, carry on,” I said, and then glanced towards the opaque windows of Mackenzie’soffice.
No matter what was said, what figures and budgets I looked at; all I saw in my mind was his cock, standing proud and being pleasured. I tried not to laugh. In fact, I was sure the harder I tried not to laugh, the redder my facebecame.
When the meeting was concluded, I sent a text inreturn.
Yes, squirming in my chair now, thankyou!
I heard him laugh once he’d received it. I shook my head and left for my own office. Working with Mackenzie was sure going to befun.
