Page 107 of Hale Yes
Can I have a gallon of this stuff?
It’s like that feeling I get when my husband hugs me.
I stack yesterday’s reports and place them in a manila folder before dating it and placing it on the corner of my desk. Then I press the button on my intercom that goes directly to her office phone.
“Hey, can you come in here?”
Our offices are right next to each other with a connecting door in between. I don’t think I’ve ever even unlocked it before I started dating Nicolette, but now it remains open all the time. She comes through a second later.
“Why didn’t you just holler?” she asks, setting a fist on her hip. “I’m right next door, so there was no need to use the damn intercom.”
I lean back in my chair and rest my elbow on the arm of it, brushing my thumb along my bottom lip. “I wanted you to feel summoned.”
Understanding dawns on her face, and her smile turns coquettish as she closes the door behind her. “Oh, did you? And why did you summon me, Dr. Hale?”
My eyes rake up and down her body, letting her feel the heat of my gaze. The skirt she’s wearing is completely work-appropriate, as are her closed-toe flats. Her blouse is a rosy pink that matches the blush rising up her cheeks right now. She looks sexy as fuck, even in her prim clothing.
“What kind of panties are you wearing, Dr. Bell?”
She dips her chin, feigning shyness, and says, “White lacy ones, sir.”
I waggle my fingers in a come-hither gesture. “Give them to me.”
Without hesitation, she leans against my desk and pulls off the smallest panties I’ve ever seen, handing them over to me. I hold them up and glare at her.
“This little scrap of lace is not compliant with the company dress code,” I inform her, putting a distinct chill in my voice.
Nicolette bows her head. “I’m sorry, Dr. Hale. I didn’t think you would find out.”
“Well, I did, and now you’re in big fucking trouble.” I jerk my chin upward. “Come stand between my legs while I try to figure out what to do with you.”
She moves quickly with a pep in her step. She likes this little game, and fuck if I don’t too. I spread my knees wide, and Nicolette stands between them, watching as I lift her underwear to my nose. I growl at the delicious scent of her.
“It smells like you’re aroused. Do you think that sounds like professional work behavior?”
“No, sir, but it’s hard to control myself around?—”
I lift one brow when she cuts herself off. “Around whom?”
Her cherry-red lips form a whisper. “You.”
“Is that so?” She nods, and I stare at her for a long moment as she squirms. “The way I see it, there are only two options.”
“I’d be happy to hear any suggestions you may have, Dr. Hale.”
Fuck, she’s good at this role-playing thing.
I recline in my chair and rest my hand on my dick. “Number one, I can jack myself off with these slutty panties of yours and cover them with my cum. Then I will stuff your cum-soaked panties in your mouth to keep you quiet while I bend you over my desk and fuck you stupid.”
“And number two?” she asks.
“Number two, you can get on your goddamn knees before me and suck my cock until I come down your throat.” I lift one finger when she starts to speak. “And then I’ll stuff your panties in your mouth while I bend you over my desk and fuck you stupid. Your choice.”
Nicolette taps two fingers against her lips and hums. “Hmmm, it’s a hard choice. To be honest, I haven’t had my throat fucked in a while, so I’m leaning toward option two.”
My face hurts from trying not to smile, but I maintain my stern demeanor. “Option two it is.” I slide a hand up the back of her skirt and give her ass a firm squeeze. “Get on your knees for me, Dr. Bell.”
She does, and it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. We’ve done a lot of sexy stuff since we started our relationship, including Nicolette wrapping that pretty mouth around my dick, but I always stop her before I come in her mouth because I’m too anxious to get inside her hot little pussy.
