Under The Rug by Lina Langley

Author:Lina Langley [Langley, Lina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Half Past Three
Published: 2017-12-24T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THREE

It was hard to determine which of the two of us was the instigator of our nightly trysts in the weeks to come. Most nights it was like we were of one mind and just came together as if by some unseen force.

We never saw each other outside of work and as the time passed it seemed to me that we might never take our affair further than the nightly fuck in my office or the storage closet down the hall.

John didn’t seem overly concerned about it nor did he ask for more, which made me hesitant to suggest that we meet up for something that might be considered a date.

He was young and still trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his life. Maybe I was just a fun distraction on the way to where he was going.

But soon it was evident that I was falling in love, and I didn’t know how to stop it or even if I wanted to if I could.

It was the night before the annual Fourth of July company picnic.

I was standing with my back pressed against the wall as John, who was on his knees in front of me, took my cock as far as he could into his mouth and then hummed.

I groaned and gripped his hair as I came, shuddering at the heavenly sensation of having his lips around my cock as I released a deluge of come into his mouth.

He was getting so good at making me come that I was getting a complex about how quickly it happened.

“You taste good,” John said once he’d let my cock slip from his lips. “You must have taken my advice and lightened up on the meat and dairy.”

He stood and kissed me, letting me taste myself as if to prove his point.

A breathy sigh left my lips when he pulled back. “Nope, I had some pineapple juice.”

I wasn’t going to admit that I’d changed my diet for him when he’d complained about my come being bitter one night and came back the next with printouts on how I could remedy it.

I figured it was the least I could do since he spent so many nights drinking my come.

“Well whatever you’re doing, it’s working and speaking of working,” he eyed his little cart. “I should get back to it.”

He left me to button up my trousers as he picked up the spray bottle and rag.

“Are you here to work or did you just stay to see me?” It was the first time he’d asked if I was specifically staying so we could see each other, which I’d done on occasion.

“I have a report to finish up, but it shouldn’t take me too long,” I said. I unlocked the door and then went to sit at my computer while he did his nightly duties around my office.

It was only moments later when a light tapping preceded Mr. Harriman as he entered my office.

“Max, I figured I find you here,” he said with a jovial grin.

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