Page 27 of Mr. Not Quite Perfect

“No, we did not hook up, but…” I bit down on my lower lip.

“Oh my gosh. What? You went down on him?”

“No, I did not go down on him. Why do you think I’m always going down on guys? You know I don’t even like to give blow jobs that much.”

“Well, you gave him one on the first night you hooked up.”

“Because he was virile and sexy, and there was a moment when I just wanted to have him in my mouth.” I groaned. “But no, I did not have him in my mouth today.”

“So then what happened?”

“Okay. I’m not going to lie. It was kind of hot.”

“Oh shit. He went down on you. He swept all the folders off his desk. He put you on the desk and spread your legs, and he went to town like you were a buffet.”

“That’s not giving the imagery I think you wanted it to give, Poppy,” I said, giggling. “But no, not quite.”

“So then put me out of my misery. What happened?”

“He took me to his office because he said we had some important meeting.”

“Okay.”

“But that turned out to be a lie.”

“Ooh, juicy,” she said. “Of course it was.”

“Yeah. Well, I didn’t realize that. Anyway, we kind of had a little back-and-forth banter.”

“Aha,” she said, giggling. “This is getting good.”

“And then he started a discussion about my panties.”

“Whoa. What sort of discussion? Did he offer you money to put them in his pocket or something? Did he want to eat them or sniff them or—”

“No, he’s not a pervert. At least I don’t think he is.”

“So then what was the discussion?”

“He wanted to know if they were lace or silk or cotton. Actually, he bet me that I was wearing cotton panties.”

“Cotton?” She giggled. “Does he not know you?”

“I guess not.” I laugh. “So I made a bet with him for one hundred dollars.”

“Ooh. And then what happened?”

“Then he decided to check for himself.”

“What’d you mean he decided to check for himself?”

“Let’s just say he slid his hand down the front of my skirt and—”

“Oh my gosh, that is so hot,” Poppy said. “Whoa. And you’re telling me you don’t want to hook up with this guy again?”

“I’m not hooking up with him again, and we didn’t hook up today.”

“But he had his hands inside your panties?”

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