Page 45 of Indecent Ventures

Her eyes light up. “A man issue? Are you seeing someone?”

“Absolutely not.” I say nothing else. I simply sit and pick at my lips nervously, remaining silent.

“Are you going to share, or do I have to guess? I imagine you came in here for a reason.”

I slowly nod. I take a deep breath and begin. “A few years ago, I had amazing sex with a sort of stranger.”

“What doessort of strangermean?”

“It means we didn’t know each other, but we ended up having…friends in common.”

She nods in understanding. “Continue.”

“Though we’ve been around each other a few times throughout the years, we have never spoken since that night. He wouldn’t acknowledge my presence. I ran into him a few weeks ago at a bar. The mutual attraction was still there. There’s a chemistry that’s bizarrely strong. It’s so powerful that it’s practically a living, breathing thing. But nothing happened….”

“Good. You don’t need a guy who ignored you for years.”

“Until last week. We fucked our brains out. Against a wall.”

Her face drops. “Oh. I see. Well, how was it?”

I blow out a loud breath. “If it wasn’t the best sex of my life, then I wouldn’t be sitting here, would I?”

“I’m following. How did you end things that night?”

“Day. It was during the day.”

“Honestly, I’m afraid to ask how it went down.”

“You should be. It’s irrelevant though.”

“How did it end?”

“I basically walked out without a word. I was a little freaked out. I wanted to avoid another awkward goodbye from him.” I sigh. “Then he called last night, and we had crazy hot phone sex.” I leave out the part about us now working together. She doesn’t need to know that part.

“I have a lot of questions about the logistics of that, but most importantly, you didn’t do anything on video that could be captured, did you? That would be highly irresponsible and a woman in your high position here needs to be careful…”

I smack my hand on the table. “Thor! Stop. There’s no evidence. I have a real problem though. I’m asking for your help. I’m confused.”

“Sorry. I feel the need to mother you at times.”

“I have a mother. I need a friend right now.”

“Fine. Friend hat is on.” She makes fake movements with her hands over her head simulating placing a hat on it.

I continue, “After the insanely hot phone sex…”

“Was it hot or insanely hot?”

I narrow my eyes at her. “If you ask another stupid question, I’m leaving.”

“You’re so bossy.”

“I know. After the insanely, crazy, wickedly hot phone sex, he tells me he wants to see me.”

“In what way?”

“That’s the thing. If he just said he wanted to fuck me, I’d be cool and the gang.”

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