It’s Friday and my ambivalence about it is so high I feel like I’m choking on it. I know, can feel it in my bones he won’t call me this weekend. Then again, he’s never called me over the weekend, he only sent emails for information or notes he made for me to create when we got into the work the next week. On the one hand I’m looking forward to space from Leo, on the other hand, the idea of not being near Leo is fucking with my head.

I’m worried he’ll start thinking he’s had enough of me already. I’m worried he’ll think I’m not worth his time, I’m worried he won’t ever forgive me because I can still feel the anger and resentment running through him. It isn’t just him annoyed a woman has him wanting her to the exclusion of everything else, it’s that the woman is me. It’s that I lied to him and he can’t trust me. I know there’s nothing I can say to make it okay right now, nothing he’s ready to hear. For now, I’m stuck in purgatory until he’s ready to let me out. I’m not going to argue, I don’t feel like I have the right to.

The morning crawls by. When Leo’s lunch arrives, I message him to let him know it’s here. He tells me to bring it in.

Opening the door, I see Leo leaning back in his chair his eyes hooded, on me. He is so gorgeous today in a charcoal gray suit with the sapphire blue tie again. My body responds immediately, knowing what the look in his eyes means. I set the box on his desk and step back. “I do not remember saying you could go back to wearing dresses and skirts, especially ones so short.”

I blink wide in pretend surprise. “My apologies, Sir. Would you like me to take it off?”

His naughty smile makes my breasts swell and my nipples hard. “Pull it up, let me see you.”

I pull the bottom of the skirt up over my hips, showing him the red lace panties I’m wearing. “Do you like my panties?”

“I like them very much. Come here, I’m hungry but not for food, only for you.” Leo’s hands are rough as they grip me tight and sets me on his desk.

His mouth is on me like he’s starving. Leo moans as he devours me. My hands go into his hair to keep him there. I’m not sure if it’s Leo or the fact we’re doing what I fantasized us doing for so long, but it takes mere minutes to hit my climax.