Can I Have You…
Wake up at my desk, to the sound of the cleaning lady’s vacuum passing by. “Goodnight Mr. Hugh,” she says in her sweet Latin accent. Another late night at the office. Covered in all this paperwork, this job drives me bizzerk. “Another late night Mr.Hugh?” Without looking up I reply, “the worst.” I hear the vacuum turn off as I hear footsteps moving towards me. Still not looking up I yell out, “you shouldn’t be in here.” “Shhh,” she replies “I’ll give you a quick massage loosen you up a bit and be out of your hair before anyone knows I’m here.” I could use a massage “but what if they catch you” she snapped back “then for you to feel better would be worth it.” Skeptically looking outside wondering who would see, but how could I say no when her hands began massaging me.
“You have so much tension,
Maybe you get new chair.”
As my eyes were closed I could hear her sweet accent ringing in my ears.
“Ya, new, ugh, chair, right, on it,” I replied in my own dimension.
As her breasts grazing my head caught my attention. “Done!” “NO,” I snapped back “I mean, ugh, ya your right, never mind thank you”
She walked towards the door me flushed with emotions put my head down to regain my cool.
A faint click of the door locking made me raise my head only to see the cleaning lady in her laced black Victoria secrets walking towards me. Astonished and job conscious I said “you can’t” “oh silence with your cants” she said with her sweet accent.
“Mr. Hugh when your near I lick my lips so slick you’d think they were glass. The heat in my eyes, the sensitivity alone turns my every touch into fire until my clothes are ash and I can’t help but feel a thousand needles of want, need, and a dire annoyance of thriving sex building in the air surrounding my every senses. I WANT, you in my mouth plugging my every moan. I need, your touch on my fiery skin as I burn even heavier with greed as you pull my hair and feed inch after inch deeper inside me. Take control, slap my ass put me on your desk and make me scream, and cream for you. Can I have you? Mr. Hugh”
Stunned I was not saying a word jaw open just thinking, WHAT THE HECK! She then turned around picked up her clothes and heading to the door. I said “one sec,” “I know your gunna tell my supervisor” she replied, “no, just let me clear my desk.”