Brunch

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The meeting was wrapping up. I'd gotten all the details down, filled in the required forms, took the photo copies of his ID, he was just required to sign the documents.

I stood to get the final signatures required for making the contracts legal. Mr Alans first, then Mr Hiddleston's.

I placed the contracts in front of my boss who quickly signed. The agent and publicist were chatting to Mr Alans. I think he was trying to wangle some more work our way with their other clients.

I blotted the paper where he had signed to make sure it didn't smear and then walked round to Mr Hiddleston's side of the table to place the documents in front of him.

His hands were waiting patiently on the table at shoulder width apart tapping a finger.

I leaned forward slightly, my hair falling forward as I did so and I'm sure he took a deep breath, but maybe I was just imagining it. I hadn't had sex in over 6 months and the last few tinder dates I had were a complete shit show, so much so that I'd given up for a while.

I laid the pieces of paper out and pointed to where he need to sign and initial.

"What, here?" he said. I pointed again, "yes sir, just here". His hand slid across the page so he was touching mine. Just the slightest touch as his index finger brushed mine, it sent an electric current up my arm and down my body to areas that were begging to be touched.

I'd always had a dirty mind and I had to remind myself where I was, in front of my boss in that office.

I quickly stood up whilst he signed his name. My head was taking my body places it shouldn't be going, I'd always had a high sex drive before having the children and now being divorced that naughty demon on my shoulder kept whispering things to me that definitely shouldn't be thought about a very famous man who most definitely wouldn't be interested in a divorced 30 something mother of two.

But... One can have thoughts surely. Him throwing the papers on the floor grabbing you and ravishing you on that desk right there. You wouldn't care who was watching...

"Becca, Becca?"...

Fuck they're all looking at me.

"Sorry sir, just not with it today" I looked at Mr Alans but it wasn't him that had said my name. It was him, now stood in front of me papers in hand, looking straight at me with that smirk again on his face from when I'd burst into the office earlier.

"I'm guessing you need to files these somewhere and I believe I need my copies aswell?" His voice was like the biggest turn on to my ears and I again had to snap myself out from just watching his mouth move whilst he spoke.

"Ummm yes sir, I will sort those all out for you immediately." I spun on my heel over to the corner desk to arrange all the paperwork into their files and the leather presentation folder that the big clients get.

I took a quick glance back at him when I got there, he had an amazing toned, muscular backside. I sure would like to be grabbing that as... Fuck it!, stop Becca. Concentrate.

I couldn't wait for lunch until I could get into the gym round the corner and run my thoughts away.

I'd discovered running a couple of years ago after I kicked Dave out. It wasn't just that it helped me finally loose the baby weight I'd been carrying for 7 years. I used it as my release, my medicine. It cleared my head and got me back parts of me I thought I'd lost after having the kids. Plus of course it helped with finding dates on various apps after loosing 5 stone and toning up again.

"Becca, would you like to join us?" Mr Alans asked. I looked at him puzzled. "Would you like to join us for brunch? We're heading out to Core." Mr Hiddleston said looking directly at me again.

"Ummm, sure, why not" I managed to stutter out.

"You might want to change your foot attire first though, I don't think they'll let you in wearing those" he smiled whilst staring down at my almost falling apart trainers.
Shitting hell, this was going to be hard to go through without making myself look like a complete idiot. But why the hell shouldn't I go for it and enjoy myself, I'd only get this chance once to go for a meal with Tom Hiddleston, although there would be three others men there.

After all it was only brunch.

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