“Good. Let me know when you two head out for lunch.”
“Ok,” he replied.
I took a minute as I tried to force my cock to deflate, then made my way to the guest chair across from him at his desk.
“Sorry about that,” I apologized.
He shook his head, and the blush coloring his cheeks was gorgeous. “I… I should have been more careful.”
“We didn’t know,” I said.
He gave me another small smile. “I guess not.”
“Let me treat you to lunch?”
He was silent for several seconds, and I was positive that he’d refuse. But he surprised me. “Ok.”
It wasn’t much, just the tiniest of words. But it felt like a monumental breakthrough.