I reach over and push the button to call back. "Yes, Andrea?" I notice Ana cover her mouth as I start slowly moving in her again.
"JerryAnderson, is here to see you."
"Can you show him to the conference room and I'll be about 5 more minutes." I tell her.
"Yes, ma'am ." I disconnect the call.
"Dinah what if she heard?" She tries to tell me sternly, but it comes out more like moans and groaning.
"She didn't." I pick up my pace. "I need you to come baby, your boss has a meeting to get to."
I take my hand and start rubbing circles on her clit.
"Come on baby, I feel you, let it go."
She finally explodes around me and I follow her.
After a beat I pick her up and carry her to my bathroom. I get a rag and clean her and myself up.
"I should kick your ass for ripping my panties. And you better pick them off the floor before someone sees them." She tells me squinting her eyes at me.
Oh, I will and they're going right in my pocket.
"Yes, ma'am." I tell her kissing her cheek.
"And what do I tell Andrea the reason why I've been in here so long?"
"Just tell her you got reprimanded for socializing in the hallway."
"Is that so? Well, I think I'll have to get in trouble more often." She smirks and then sees herself out of my office.
Friday July 15th 2017
Mani told me she and Demi got invited to a party tonight. She was quite excited about it because it was one of her friends 17th birthday. Something about her parents getting her a car and a live band.
"I really do wish you could come with me." She tells me, mindlessly playing with my tie. "I would love showing you off."
"Trust me I would love for you to show me off. Keep all those boys from hitting on you." She rolls her eyes at me.
"You keep that up and you will find yourself over my knee, Miss Hamilton."
She grins wildly. "Hmm..."
"You'll still come by afterwards?" I ask her. "I can have Taylor pick you up when you're ready."
"Don't you ever let him sleep?"
"He sleeps. I don't need you taking a cab in the middle of the night."
"Yes, Daddy ."
Ouuu I Like that Dinah said
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Now here stands Lauren a little after 6, trying to get me to come out to a bar tonight. I really don't want to. But, what else am I going to do.
"When was the last time you let loose DJ? Or got laid for that fact?"
Last night, thank you very much...
"I need my wingwoman. Come on. You have been turning me down every weekend for almost two months. You're turning into a hermit."
"I've been busy..."
"Yeah, yeah. I know the story. Come on. I will drag you out by your hair if I have too."
"Fine"
I mean what's the worst that could happen?
