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She
laughed.
    I joined Jane laughing, watching her seductive eyebrow raise
and smile, “Fine, you go first.” I was hoping Jane would be so focused on her
party antics; I could slide under her radar. Oh how she loved to share her
escapades with me.
    My plan works just as I had hoped. Jane launched into her
story about her holiday party hottie and just as she was about to hold me to my
end of that deal, we were interpreted by Sam McDimel, and Jane was called away.
I loved Jane, but I was not ready to tell her all. Soon but not yet.
    Jane and I met at McDimel-Sanders Advertising four years ago
and became instant friends. We were the only two women in the art department,
and we made a good team. When she started, I had just ended a bad relationship
and she was all about having fun. She filled my life with laughter. At the end
of our first week working together, Jane insisted we go out for some champagne
to celebrate. A girl after my own heart, as champagne is always my drink of
choice. Jane was gorgeous; tall and thin, yet shapely in all the right places
with auburn hair and blue eyes. Men were drawn to her beauty, but she was so
much more than a pretty face. She was witty, smart and kind. She was forever
trying to fix me up, but after my last experience I refused to jump back into
dating. I always worried that anyone I dated would be more interested in my
inheritance than me. I wasn't willing to take a chance. I wanted to keep a low
profile and yet here I was involved with a male supermodel. Go figure! But not
to worry. Sad to say this little tete-a-tete with Evan would be brief. At least
he was extremely attentive for the moment.
     
     

     
     
    THROUGHOUT THE DAY, I received
multiple texts from Evan. They started out simple and sweet, but as the day
wore on, they got more and more suggestive. I was trying to be calm and not
giggle too loud. The smile on my face was hard to hide.  Luckily, Jane was in
and out of the office most of the day and I didn't have to explain my
giddiness.
    < Hey bébé, I can smell you on me. It's driving me crazy.
I can't wait to be inside you again. >
    < You NOW have me tingling all over... Mmmm! >
    < I'm having a HARD time being away from you. >
    < You really should stop teasing moi. I do not have a
spare pair of panties with me. >
    < Are you wet for me, bébé? >
    < DRIPPING! I guess I could go without panties. >
    < GROWL! Keep those panties ON. I’ll rip them off as soon
as I get a hold of you! >
    < Purrrrrrrr! >
    < You are in for a GOOD fucking, bébé. >
    < Hyperventilating. May need to relieve the pressure
before I see you. >
    < DO NOT TOUCH YOURSELF! >
    < Is that a COMMAND? >
    < Damn right it is! >
    < You are very controlling, MONSIEUR! >
    < Ooooh. I like that MONSIEUR. I may need to hear that
later. >
    < Monsieur, I kindly ask that you stop texting for the
rest of the day. My breathing is irregular, and I fear I may pass out! >
    < I will leave you breathless when I'm between your legs.
>
    < Ooh? Having a difficult time sitting still at my desk.
Would like to wiggle on it as I am not to touch myself. NO, I won't do that.
I'm sure you won't ALLOW that orgasm either ;) >
    < That is CORRECT. You will be properly relieved with
mouth, hand and…! >
    That was the last text I received. I was happy but sad they
had stopped. At least I was able to get some work completed. Happiness came
again at the end of my workday when I saw Evan was waiting for me in the lobby
with a wicked grin on his beautiful face. Once in the car, our lips were
connected with tongues aggressively exploring each other's mouths. I was hoping
we would be heading directly to his apartment, but Evan insisted we go out to
dinner first. I wasn’t sure why he was making me suffer, but he had never
disappointed me in the sex department, so I was sure it would be worth the
wait. I was shocked that the wait continued when we got back to his place.
    “Sit on the couch and relax. I’ll get you a glass of wine.”
He was