"Look, Brett, we can't just reschedule. I don't care if- no, we're doing the presentation. We need this."
Chris argued with Brett through the phone as Danielle walked into the room. She overheard their conversation from the hallway and knew she had to stop him from throwing his phone. Her feet padding across the floor made Chris's eyes follow her. Danielle plopped the laundry she was doing down next to his desk. He tried to wave her out, but she only lifted her leg over him to straddle him. "Uh, yeah, Brett, I'm still here," Chris's voice wavered as his wife pulled on his tie towards her.
Danielle kissed up his neck; she took her precious time to reach his jawline. With each kiss, Chris said less and less. "Alright, just please don't cancel on me, okay? I've got to go. See you in the office," Chris hung up abruptly and set his phone down, "What are you doing, Dani?"
"What do you mean?" she asked in between each kiss.
"You know I have to do this for work. There's a deadline I have to meet," he groaned from her lips softly touching his freshly shaven jaw.
"I know you can spare some time for me. It's been a while since we had some fun," Danielle grinned and began her onslaught on his neck.
"I know and I'm sorry, but I need to do this, sweetheart."
Chris pulled her off him to work on the presentation. She pouted next to him, a little upset from his blatant forceful rejection. Picking the basket back up, she stomped out to go put their clothes up. Danielle angrily folded while hearing him talk on the phone through the thin walls of their bedroom. She reminisced to before the whisper of a promotion was floating around the office. Chris worked for an ad company and desperately wanted to be head of his department. As luck would have it, a spot opened a couple of weeks ago. He's been working nonstop to be the first they consider for the job.
Some revealing lingerie appeared in Danielle's hands just as she was telling herself that her frustration-- due to a lack of having her husband go to sleep by her side instead of in the desk chair on top of his desktop computer -- was unbearable. She referred to when she bought the lacy teddy at the mall. Danielle was confused on what to buy so she consulted the clerk. After trying on nearly everything in the store, she found the perfect one right as she was leaving. She immediately took it home which led her to this very moment where she held her black lace V-neck teddy, with a red frilly skirt around the waist of it, up against herself. Danielle donned the red and black garment on to see how it looked. Her body was radiant in it with her curves on display. She even snapped a picture to send to him later. She put her long thick honey brown hair up-- it being a small turn on of his to take it down and watch it cascade over her shoulders. As a final touch, Danielle put on her black red-bottom stilettos to complete the outfit. The sides had been cut out as well; so, to be frank, there wasn't much covered up except her nipples and crotch which hid behind black lace stars. Her sly grin spread across her face knowing exactly how she would get herself out of this funk. She looked at herself in the mirror one last time thinking, "Goddamn, I look good."
Almost like it was in slow motion, she headed her way to his office once more after he finished his conversation over the phone. Chris had been so busy that the clicking against the wood floors fell on deaf ears. Danielle only grinned harder and used his obliviousness to her advantage. The clicking slowly continued until her legs were centimeters from the back of his chair. Her slender fingers rested against his shoulders and roamed down his chest then back up; her stomach laid flush against his head. "Dani-," Chris started to groan at her talented hands massaging his shoulders.
"I have a surprise for you," she murmured into his ear, her breath giving him tingles. Her voiced lulled his eyes closed as he relaxed onto her.
Danielle came around to his side, her hands dragging along him as they followed. She could see his breathing hitch then pick back up as his eyes looked her over. They sat there in silence as they both shared intense stares at each other. Chris wanted nothing more than to grab hold of her hips, pull her down to his lap, and feel her against him. All he could do was sit there and wait. Danielle stood there until she realized that he wasn't going to move or say anything. "Well? Do you like your surprise?" she asked, only slightly unsure of her decision.
