Page 44 of Cocky Nerd
John
Iflew over six thousand miles to meet with these people face-to-face and figure out an affordable, efficient way to bring sustainable organic food to the masses, but all I can think about is Olivia’s nakedbody.
I’m pretty sure they can tell that I have a sex hangover, even though I blamed it on jet lag. People with jet lag tend not to have a big stupid smile on their face all the time. I really need to focus and pay attention to what the interpreter is saying, otherwise I could end up agreeing to invest more money than I have on this startup, or accidentally buying a pigfarm.
I have no regrets about bringing Olivia along for this trip. It really was a necessity, PR-wise, for the women-in-tech foundation events. But it’s an added bonus having Mrs. Chen spend her time entertaining Olivia instead of coming with us to tour the warehouse facility after lunch, because when Mrs. Chen is around, Mr. Chen has a tendency to get morereserved.
I’ve never been distracted at work before. I wonder if Olivia is up yet. I wonder if she’s still naked. I wonder if I should have woken her up to say goodbye this morning. I wonder if she’s going to shave all over in the showertoday.
That was by far the best sexual experience of my life, last night, despite the sub-optimal physiological circumstances. I’m pretty sure I blew her mind, but it took tremendous restraint on my part not to just scream about how hot she is and come all over her. She is so much sexier than I ever dreamed she’d be. Her skin is radiant and she just vibrates with sexual energy, and that mouth, that soft and dirty, dirtymouth…
I may be introuble.
Fuck, I’m gettinghard.
Shit, I think I just bought a pigfarm.
I need tofocus.
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When I returnto the hotel room before dinner, Olivia is curled up on the sofa, reading something on her iPad. Her hair is damp and she’s only wearing a black lacy bra and panties. If I could come home to this every day, I’d be the luckiest man alive but I’d have a non-stop erection. Could be bad for business. As soon as I’ve dropped my messenger bag to the floor, she tears herself away from what she’s reading, drops her iPad and runs towards me with the grace and speed of a panther, leaping up and wrapping herself around me. She is somehow lighter than air, and kissing me all over my face. I’m too happy to speak, I don’t want to move, don’t want this to end. My face is a stage and her lips are dancing all over it.Olivia OliviaOlivia.
My phone vibrates in mypocket.
I can continue to hold her up while checking myphone.
“Olivia, I have to take thiscall.”
I lower her down to theground.
“Hi, sorry, it’s about the banquet, I have to talk toher.”
She says nothing, exhales loudly and retreats to thebathroom.
I confirm that we’ll be in the lobby at five forty-five to be picked up to go to the restaurant. I can hear Olivia moaning in the bathroom. She’s getting herself off while I’m on the phone. That is just sounfair.
“Yes, yes, my girlfriend eats meat, she’s a very adventurous eater, thank you for asking, whatever you’ve ordered will beperfect.”
She is pressed up against the bathroom door. I hear her breathing heavily, the door is rattling. She is vigorous. I stand in front of the door, imagining her touchingherself.
“Yes, we’re really looking forward to it and we’ll see you very soon…Thank you. Okay. Yes, thank you so much. Okay,bye.”
I make sure to hang up before tossing the phone onto the bed, knocking on the door and pushing it open. Olivia’s got one hand on her breast, one down her panties and she’s on the brink. She uses one hand to push me away. She’s mad atme.
I grab onto that hand, hold it up over her head against the door and put my hand over hers, inside her panties, applying more pressure, kissing her neck. She holds her breath and resists at first. “Have you been touching yourself allday?”
“Fuckyou.”
“You want to, don’tyou?”
“I can take care ofmyself.”
Her body stiffens, but she moves her hand away, allowing my fingers to rub against her clit. Fuck, she is so warm and wet and smooth and I push two fingers inside. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day,” I growl into herear.
“Yeah?” Both arms clasp around my shoulders as she tenses around myfingers.
I slide them out and in. “You shaved again today, didn’tyou?”
