Visiting Work

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Tessa
I decided to change into a white crop top instead of the shirt I was wearing. If I'm being honest I only wore it to impress Ryder. I passed by my favorite Seattle cafe and ordered three coffees. I didn't know what Ryder liked but he seemed like the type of man to drink black coffee. I got the drinks and walked to the office, Digital Dynamics.

I walked first to Ethan's office and gave him his coffee. "A crop top.... Oh! Mr. Lawson!" Ethan said the moment I walked in. "Yeah... Can I go I'm so sorry just...." "Oh come on Tessa, I know you. Of course you come in here all dressed up and there is a big smile on your face, you're definitely not here to see me. Go..." "Thanks!" I said running out of his office and into the elevator.

I walked to Ryder's office and saw my soon-to-be colleagues looking at me spitefully. I pushed it off and walked inside. He immediately stood up and looked at me as if he was imagining what I'd look like undressed. He took the coffee out of my hands and pulled me into a small kiss. We broke the kiss and he pulled me into a side room without windows. I could only imagine what was gonna happen in the room.

We got in and he lifted me up and pressed my back to the door. He started kissing my neck and running his hands up and down my thighs. "Remember the room's not soundproof." He said after I let out a soft moan. He reached for my shirt and hesitated to look at me... "Can I take your shirt off?" He asked. "But not the bra or underwear." I replied. He just nodded and lifted my shirt over my head. He moved down to collarbone. He took off my jeans and tossed them somewhere in the room. His mouth came back to mine and explored the inside of it.

Eventually after about 20 minutes he put me down and told me to get dressed. I immediately put on my clothes and we walked out. Luckily I didn't have any hickeys. I got us our coffee and sat in Ryder's lap with both my legs in-between his. We drank our coffee, talked and pretty soon, I left.

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