Banking on Him

Chapter 6 - Reese

She was actually smiling when she opened the door. "Ms. James, you look happy to see me." God, I missed her. She turned to walk back up the stairs, she had a tight pencil skirt on and I was so busy staring at her ass I almost missed what she said. "It's the food I'm happy to see, not you. I'm starving!" She glanced back over her shoulder and I took the opportunity to mouth "Smartass". She giggled and opened the door to let me pass.

She had a small round table in her office and lots of bright and colorful artwork on the wall. Her office was almost homey. She gestured for me to have a seat at the table and walked over to a cart near the wall holding glasses. She walked over and set them on the table, "These will have to do, I don't drink much in the office so no wine glasses." She shrugged.

She looked tired, almost like she hadn't been sleeping. The thought made me sad. I wanted to comfort her. I studied her for a minute, noticing she was barefoot, and when she bent to take a seat beside me, I realized she also didn't have a bra on.

I caught her by the hip before her ass hit the chair and shifted her to sit on my lap. She was shocked and I smiled having caught her off guard. She didn't try to move so, I reached up to push a strand of hair out of her eyes. She had pulled her hair up into a messy bun, but I thought she looked just as beautiful as the night we met. I told her just that. Her eyes searched mine for a minute before she said, "I don't get why you're so sweet to me, but I like it."

She didn't give me time to respond before she gently pressed her lips to mine, hands fisting in my shirt, she pulled our bodies together and deepened the kiss. Slowly, I removed her hands from my shirt, picked her up, and sat her on the chair beside me. She looked confused and maybe a little hurt. I kissed her forehead and sat back down. "I actually came to feed you. You must be starving. We should eat before the food gets cold."

Who the fuck was I? Stopping a beautiful woman who climbed on top of me was insane, especially since I'd been picturing bending her over the desk, spanking her perfect ass, and fucking her since I walked in. I shook my head and focused on unpacking the food before my train of thought got me in trouble.

"So, I got a few things since I didn't know what you'd like. There's lasagna, which is my personal favorite, seafood alfredo, baked spa.." She interrupted me, "You had me at seafood alfredo. My two favorite foods." She licked her lips and I got hard. I set the alfredo out for her and the lasagna out for me, then poured us both a glass of wine. I raised my glass, "To good food and good company." She blushed a little. "Thank you for bringing me food. I didn't realize how hungry I was until you showed up."

"Hey, it's my pleasure, I'm just glad to have someone to eat with, but if you don't mind me asking why are you here so late on a Friday night? Surely you have something better to do. From what little I've seen, you must be the hardest working person in this bank."

She frowned, "I guess I could have tried to find something better to do, but since I graduated college my career has been my main focus. I don't even think about doing anything else anymore." Now I felt bad for asking. "You've done really well for yourself," I said, trying to cheer her up. "Not very many people can say they achieved CFO status by 27."

At that, she smiled. "No, it's not, but lately I've been feeling a little like I'm missing all the fun parts of my life. Erica is always going out, having fun. The most fun I've had lately was with you." She had been spinning pasta around her fork, but she met my gaze at that last part. Then she went on, "I mean the thing is for me, my career, you're a reckless decision. I don't ever make the reckless choice. I like to play it safe."

I knew what was coming, so I cut her off. "So, let me be your reckless decision, the guy you call when you want to let loose. If there's anything I do well, it's having fun." I winked, then continued before she could say no. "Before you immediately say no, think about it. I obviously also have a reason to want to keep this between us, I don't normally mix business with pleasure. I can give you discretion, unlimited orgasms, and we can do it on your terms. Well, mostly your terms. You say when, but everything else is up to me."