The Undoing of James Hong – Part II.
By V. Jessica Cali
James Hong was in a bad mood. He liked his job. He liked his life. He liked keeping them separate. He worked hard. He enjoyed arriving at the office feeling focused. He actually worked hard to achieve that, too. Mina Peyton was a distraction. He just couldn’t decide if she was a welcome one or an annoying one. Either way, she was a splinter in his brain constantly reminding him of her presence. Rubbing him. Getting under his skin as splinters do.
Ruminating about Mina while deciding which tie to wear, James found himself imagining Mina taking his tie off. He closed his eyes for a moment just to enjoy the feeling. Her hand would slide down and over his cock. His jaw clenched. He could almost hear the purr of the silken tie sliding out from under his collar. She would slowly sink to her knees all the while looking into his eyes. HIs heartbeat quickened. He would hear his zipper unzip. He knew exactly what he wanted.
“James, may I suck your cock?”
“Say please,” he would say ever fixated on her face.
“Please, James?” she would ask, her tongue licking her lips.
He grinned at the thought of it. “You may suck my cock, Mina,” he would say, stroking her hair. He wanted to touch her hair. Smell it. What did her hair smell like? What did she smell like?
James wanted Mina’s mouth on his cock, licking and sucking him. He wanted to feel her hands all over him. Her tongue in his mouth. His cock in her mouth. His cock in her…
“Enough. I have to work with this woman!” he groaned out loud.
Then, he remembered the elevator. What the hell was that all about? She actually smelled him. He heard her inhale. He had gotten hard instantly. He had been so turned on. He, of course, pretended not to notice. He kept his cool. And, where did she run off to after that? They were supposed to have a meeting about this new account assigned to both of them. Both of them! A collaboration, their boss called it. Great. Just what he needed. More time alone with Mina. Her eyes. Her long legs. Her hair. Her sense of humor. He liked her.
No. He was going to be strictly professional and laser-focused. They were both good at their jobs. An office flirtation was not on his agenda. It made no difference that he wanted to fuck her on his desk until she came over and over again or bury his face in her pussy and feel her come in his mouth. No, Mina would remain in his fantasies.
And now, he was late for work.