"Yes Mr. Williams, how are you?" I ask my boss, Mr. Williams, one Sunday night. He had called Dally and I's house and left a message, and I just now had the time to call him back.
Dally was trying to get my attention, I told him we would watch a movie and cuddle tonight. But, this was more important at the moment. It was my job, one that I worked very hard to get. He kept saying my name, and I finally gave him the stop-it look and I pointed to our amber colored telephone.
"Great, great." I answer, trying not to show my annoyance. "I was just calling you back, what did you need sir?"
Dally was talking to me, being very rude. I put my hand on the talking part of the phone, and whispered. "Stop it Dally!" He mouthed 'no' and mischievously grinned, so I ignored him.
"Okay yeah ... of course." I answer periodically. He has now moved to hugging me from behind. I was mad, but I was smiling at his actions. I love hugs from behind.
Dally was now kissing my neck slightly, moving downward with each one. Damn, was that hot. "It's n-no problem at all." I say.
I elbow him in the ribs, to get him off, and he let go. I could finally concentrate on my conversation. "Yes, I agree. I told Hank it wouldn't work, because Michael doesn't always follow though, but he pulled it off beautifully." I paused, listening to him. Dally hasn't given up though, his hands going lower than they were before. I threatened him with my eyes again, but he didn't seem scared.
Dally moved his kisses to my ear, biting it slightly. More of a turn on than the neck kisses. I meagerly shutter, as quietly as I could possible make it. "Yeah, it's no problem. Call here anytime if something's every wrong."
The last thing my boss added was: "Go have fun."
