Work....Work...Work
I was taking some invoices down to my supervisor’s office when I come back to my office I hear my phone ringing….it’s Timothy, he wants to come see me. It would be his second time coming over in two weeks. But you know I kinda figured he wanted to come today, my gut just said “look out and be on your best behavior”.
I answer my phone and hear him say, “Girl, what took you so long, you must have been running an obstacle course?” I giggle, because I’m crazy and I like crazy talk like this. We exchange pleasantries and he says he is at my building trying to get in. Now in a sidebar, me and Timothy have not worked in the same building for about six months and I know why. I know that we played a little too much by the coke machines and I had to be moved. This is not my first time having to be moved due to a man wanting to play too much on work time.
Timothy remembers his way back to me and comes in and immediately wants a hug…ok now, just a hug. He does really well and just gives me a hug. We sit and talk about upcoming vacations and the like but I notice he is looking at my mouth, so I ask, “Is something on my face?” He looks deeper and says, “ah no, but your lips ….your lips are so pretty, that’s something I have always liked about you, that your mouth is so pretty.” I don’t really know what to say to this and I start to bite my bottom lip and he closes his eyes and says, “man, when you do that I just…oooh”. I get ready to stand up but he stops me and stands in front of my chair. I look up at him and ask, “Timothy?” He looks at me and rubs my shoulders “we are gonna be good”, he says. But then he pushes my chair back and pins me to ask, “when you giving head, are you passionate about it, I mean are you REALLY into it, is it something you just feel like you got to do for your man?” I am thrown off a little by this question and I guess Timothy can tell by my facial expression so he laughs and jokingly says, “you don’t have to worry I’m zipped up”. I start to explain to him that giving head is not my “go-to”, if I am with someone then yes I am about my business, but the last two guys were not really committed to me so therefore I let their committed girls “handle” that. Timothy was satisfied with that answer and released me from my “questioning chair”. We smiled at each other and he gets ready to leave, we hugged and I turned to get my phone when he comes up behind me……I can feel it, he moves a little to the left so they can feel my entire booty and I pressed back a little so they wouldn’t be disappointed. He leans in to my ear and it’s like he wants to ask something or say something but I just feel him breathing and I hear this low moan. Oh Timothy! I was trying to be so good, but right now I just want you to be soooo good.