Our team is going to New Jersey for training in a month's time. Today, I finally got around to expensing my airfare and travel insurance. I went upstairs to have my manager sign it. What I had hoped would be a brief chat turned out to be a meeting before our team meeting.
Needless to say, my responsibilities are growing as the most senior writer on the team. I don't mind it, but it is a shift considering how much work there is to do.
We had our team meeting after my one-on-one meeting with my manager. Unfortunately, half the team is rather chatting. So, this meeting that is typically scheduled for thirty minutes became a 1.5-hour meeting.
Towards the end of the meeting, I logged on to Skype on my phone. Moments later, my guy (MG) sent me a text message.
MG: Are you still at work?I found an empty conference room. I brought my phone and earbuds with me. I closed the door and called my guy.
Me: I am. Wanna chat?
MG: Sure."
Me: OK. My meeting is wrapping up soon. Too many chatty folks!
MG: I can imagine!
Me: How was your day?
MG: OK.
Me: Mine is better now that I am texting you. =)
MG: Glad to hear that. =)
He sounded happy to hear my voice. He had that familiar tone in his voice that said that he missed me, without telling me that. I love that.
I started reminiscing about my guy coming over to my desk, and plunging his hand under my shirt and bra to find my breast to grope. I also loved when he did the same thing, but with my pants and groping my buttocks.
He asked whether I could touch myself and get off. I could. I said that I needed his help to get wet. We both talked dirty. I came first and felt so dopey afterwards. Moments later, he came and sounded even more dopey than I did.
My guy leaves Croatia on Saturday afternoon. He is sightseeing on Thursday night. We agreed that we'd chat on Friday.
I wished him sweet dreams, and told him that I would have kissed him and tucked him into bed. He liked that, saying it in a sleepy, dopey voice.
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