by KA Hobbs
“What the hell?” its pitch black. “Doug?” I ask into the darkness.
“Who else?” he chuckles.
“Why is it so cold?”
“Because you fell asleep under the blanket and wrapped in a towel downstairs, come here, I’ll warm you up.” I wriggle closer, feeling the heat radiating off him as I get closer,
“How are you always so warm?” finally coming into contact with the warm mass of muscle, I wrap myself around him.
“Warm heart, warm body.”
“That isn’t the saying Doug.”
“Well it is to me.” he chuckles
“You are so full of crap, you know that right?” I yawn.
“Charming, go to sleep, its late.” he tucks me into him a little more and kisses me.
“What time is it?”
“A little after 1am, so time to sleep, I have to be up in less than five hours.” he groans pulling me closer still.
“What were you doing all that time?”
“Working, which I have to do in a few hours, can we go to sleep?”
“Okay, night Doug.”
“Night Sophie.”
Chapter Five
I’m barely awake when Doug leaves in the morning.
“Stay as long as you like, in fact, never leave…” he grins, sliding his nose against my chin, “God you smell good in the morning.”
“I’ll shower and then I’ll go. I’ve got a busy day.” I yawn, stretching my hands up, oh, that feels good.
“What are the plans for tonight? Am I picking you up? Are we meeting there?” he pulls away.
“I don’t really know. What did you want to the plans to be?” I close my eyes, snuggling deeper into the covers.
“Sophie!” Doug pulls the covers down, exposing my naked body to him. His eyes bulge as if he just remembered I was naked.
“Yes...” I ask innocently letting my hands slide over my body and letting them come to rest on my thigh.
“Um....yeah.... we…..” he is staring at my naked body.
“Tonight, you were asking me about tonight.” I laugh snapping my fingers in front of his face.
“Right.” he drags his eyes away from my body and to my face.
“I’ll meet you here. Then we can go to dinner.” I rise out of bed, stretching my arms above my head, fully aware of what it does to my breasts.
“See you later then.” I turn my back to him and walk towards the bathroom, stopping just inside the door, I turn to peek at him. “You don’t want to be late now do you?” I ask winking.
As I close the door I hear his groan.
Knowing how I left Doug this morning makes me smile most of the morning. His poor, tortured little face. He will enjoy my surprise later though. Sitting at the breakfast bar eating my toast I hear a key in the front door, thinking that Doug has come back from work, I groan, he has spoiled my surprise. When I hear footsteps that sound nothing like Doug's coming towards the kitchen I start to panic a little. My heart rate picks up. When a middle aged, brown haired women steps round the corner, I sigh in relief. Oh, it's Alison, Doug's housekeeper.
"Oh, morning Sophie. Mr. Roberts didn't say you would be here." She smiles warmly at me and places her bag on the counter.
"He didn't know I would be, still doesn't actually. I am planning on surprising him this afternoon." I smile back reaching for my orange juice.
"Oh that's lovely. You are sweet. How are you?”
"Very well thank you. How are you? Is Steven well?"
Alison is in her early fifties and is married to Steven who is a mechanic. She has a son who was currently at university.
"We're both well. Sean is doing well at university. He is actually coming back home for a visit this weekend!” she beams, clearly excited about having her son back home for the weekend.
"So you'll get to spend the weekend washing his clothes and feeding him." I laugh.
"I'm looking forward to it!” she beams at me.
Alison is such a wonderful motherly person, I loved her the minute I met her. She takes fabulous care of Doug, shopping for food so he has something to eat after a long day, stocking his cupboards with his favourite treats like chocolate fingers and fruit pastilles and always keeping his coffee bean supply stocked. I slip off the stool, taking my breakfast things to the dishwasher.
"I've got to get a few things ready, I shall let you get on.” I say walking to the stairs. Alison waves to me before heading to the pantry.
As I reach the bedroom I am reminded that I still need to phone Caroline, Doug's PA, to make sure she managed to clear his afternoon from lunch time for a couple of hours. Dialling Doug's direct office number, I walk into the wardrobe.
"Mr. Roberts’s office, how may I help you?" Caroline answers the phone sweetly.
"Caroline, it's Sophie.”
"Hi Sophie, are you calling about today?" She asks, I can hear her tapping away at the computer.
"Yes, did you manage it?”
"Yes. He thinks he has a meeting at 1.30pm with his marketing team and you have until 3pm when he is due to meet with a client, that be okay?"
"Perfect, thank you.” l reply, smiling at Caroline's efficiency.
"I shall make sure he is alone at 1.30.” she laughs, with a hint in her voice that she understands my plan
"See you then”
Reaching behind my collection of bags I have left here over the last few months, I pick out the new underwear I bought, especially with today in mind. It is a black set with a gorgeous white lace trim. The knickers are thin at the hips and held together by two pieces of silk that reach around the back. I choose my black pencil skirt and purple frilly silk blouse. Deciding I should probably get ready as I still had lunch to pick up I head to the bathroom to get ready. Switching on a little Justin Timberlake to shake my butt to.
An hour later, I have said goodbye to Alison and am walking out the door heading to the shops. I head straight to Prèt, Doug’s favourite. I take my time picking out a selection of things to have for lunch. Happy with my choices, I make my way to Doug’s office. I look at my watch, its 1.15. Perfect timing. Entering his building, my heels click on the floor turning a few heads, I walk straight to the lifts and ride up to Doug’s floor. As the lifts ping open I spot Caroline at her desk, smiling I walk over.
“Hi Caroline, is he free?” I ask smoothing my hair.
“He will be in five, he’s just on the phone.”
“Okay, can I leave these with you while I visit the ladies?” I hold up the lunch bags.
“Don’t really want to take food in there” I grimace at the thought.
“Of course.” she stands to take the bags and I turn to leave, as I am going, I hear Doug’s voice behind me. Not wanting to ruin his surprise, I step into an open office and push the door closed.
“Caroline, could I be a real pain and ask you to run and get me some lunch? With the meeting in five I won’t have time, would you mind?” he asks in his deep, sexy voice.
“Of course not, what would you like?” she replies smoothly.
As he tells her what he would like, I mentally check it off in my head; I’m delighted that I know him so well. It sounds like he is turning to leave, when he remembers something else.
“One last thing, one of their sparkling apple drinks, please?”
“No problem, I’ll go out now”
“You’re the best!” he relies laughing “What would I do without you?”
“Oh, I’m sure you’d manage.” she laughs.
I wait a few more minutes to make sure the coast is clear and leave the office. Caroline is making her way to the lifts when I exit.
“Thank you Caroline, he has no idea!” I grin walking towards her.
“Clueless... And looks like you have his preferred lunch already.” she grins.
“He always has the same, not difficult to guess.” the lift pings and she goes to get in.
“He is yours till 3pm, enjoy your... lunch.” she winks at me, making me blush.
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bsp; “I will, thank you again.”
“No worries.” and with that the doors close.
Making my way to Caroline’s desk, I collect lunch and walk to Doug’s door. I knock and wait for his reply.
“Come in.” I push open the door and stand in the door way.
“Sophie!” he looks up at me, surprised but pleased.
“What are you doing here? Did I forget we were meeting?” his brows crease and he rubs his hand over his chin.
“No, I just thought, it would be a nice surprise.” I smile walking over and putting the bags on the meeting desk.
“It is... but I have a meeting in like, two minutes.” he scowls looking at his watch.
“I’m your 1.30.” slowly, I walk behind his desk, his eyes widen as he finally gets a good look at my outfit. Opening his legs I step in between them and he wraps his arms around my waist.
“You’re my marketing meeting?” he raises a perfect eyebrow at me.
“Yes I am.” he pulls me closer and rests his forehead to my stomach.
“And what are we going to discuss in this... meeting.”
“Well, I can assure you, it won’t be marketing.”
I lean down, kissing him on the lips. His hands float up my side and back down, reaching behind me to cup my arse. His eyebrows shoot up when he finds the bump.
“You’re wearing stockings.” he growls.
“Maybe... Shall we have lunch?”
I make to move away when he grabs me and sits me on his desk. Running his hand from my ankle, he runs his hands higher up my legs, pushing up my skirt as he goes. He gasps when he spots the suspender attached to the lace top of my stocking.
“Fuck me, Sophie, what are you doing?” He is running his hand up and down the thin strap of material, his eyes full of need and wanting.
“Well, hopefully, just that.” I bite my lip and shake my hair around my shoulders.
He gets up quickly, walking toward his door, looking out, he shuts it once again and locks it.
“I don’t want to be interrupted.”
He stalks towards me, loosening his tie as he does. When he reaches me, he pushes my legs further apart and steps in-between them. Leaning down, he undoes the buttons on my blouse, opening it fully to expose my breasts to him.
“This is stunning.” he caresses one breast through my bra.
“I thought you’d like it. I got so wet trying it on in the shop, I almost had to touch myself in the changing room.” His eyes darken instantly and he pulls me toward him, kissing a slow, warm trail from my mouth to my ear, his hands come around to cup my breast.
“You have the most amazing breasts.” His thumb flicks back and forth over my hard nipple making me gasp.
His big, strong hand reaches inside pulling down one cup, he dips his head, lapping at my erect nipple, biting gently causing it to stiffen further. Pushing him away, I reach behind me, lowering the zip on my skirt and dropping it to the floor; I slip my blouse off my shoulder, standing before him in just my underwear and heels. I drop to my knees and pull his ready cock from his trousers; wasting no time at all I wrap my mouth around him, sucking deeply. Doug groans, throwing his head back and tangling his hands in my hair.
“Oh, baby, that feels so good!” After a few minutes, I can tell he is getting close.
“Sophie, stop, I want to come inside you.”
Doug tries to pull away but I am having none of it. Knowing he is close I double my efforts, taking him deep into my mouth, running my tongue along the sensitive head and reaching up to cup his balls, He reaches down, trying to control my movements.
“Sophie, no…..”
I take him all the way and suck hard, hollowing my cheeks and reaching behind him to grip his arse, feeling him tense. He comes with a guttural growl. Looking up at him from under my lashes I swallowed every last drop.I’m swiftly lifted and placed on his desk, he drops to his knees and his mouth is on me. Seeking my already swollen clit, he strokes it, gently, picking up pace then dipping his head to take it in his mouth. I grip his head and ground myself into his mouth, He moves back slightly, and thrusts two fingers inside me, causing my hips to buck off the table.
“Doug, please!”
“What Sophie? What do you want?” he murmurs against my sensitive flesh.
“Make me come!”
I am so past begging, I just want to come. As the tension began to build, his hand comes up to pinch my nipple between his fingers, sucking my clit inside his mouth and I explode, yelling my release, not caring if anyone hears. Suddenly, Doug’s fingers are gone and his hot cock is plunging inside me.
“Oh god!” the feeling was out of this world, I was still pulsing and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I was tipping over the edge again.
“Fuck, Sophie, get up here!” he pulls me into his arms, continuing to thrust into me, smashing his mouth against mine, speeding up he reaches between us, finding my still sensitive clit and rubbing.
“Doug, stop, it’s too much!”
He doesn’t listen, only kissing me again and pounding away. Suddenly and without warning, I come, harder and faster than ever before, Doug, feeling me clench around him gives two more thrusts then empties himself into me, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
“Fucking hell, that was the sexiest fucking thing in the fucking world!” he groans covering his eyes.
“Stop swearing.” I admonish laughing.
“You can’t wear that...” he gestures at my outfit, “Come in here and suck me off like that and not expect me to swear!” I kiss his nose and hop off the desk.
“I’m so glad you have a bathroom in your office, I can’t go out there like this.” I laugh gesturing to my almost naked form.
“Damn right you can’t.” he scowls tucking himself in.
Chapter Six
“How did you know I wanted this for lunch?” Doug asks, finishing the last of his sandwich.
“You always have the same, every time. It wasn’t difficult to work out.” I smile, popping a grape into my mouth.
“That boring huh?” he grins at me.
“A little.” I wink. Lunch was delicious, and getting to spend some time with Doug was even better.
“Are we still going out tonight?” he asks, putting the empty lunch things into the bin.
“I’m not sure I want to share you tonight after all, I have to share you all weekend.” I pout. I don’t get enough time just the two of us, when one of us isn’t tired from work.
“We can stay in. I’m more than happy with that.” he leans down, pressing a kiss to my head.
“Shall I meet you back at yours tonight? I need to get a few things from home first.” I wanted to get some clothes, check my post.
“Sounds like a plan.” he seems relaxed, but that soon stops when his phone buzzes, he glances down and his face is instantly filled with tension.
“I need to get this... “ He looks regretfully up at me and I know, he wants me to go.
“I’ll see you later.”
Trying to keep the look of hurt from my face, I get up. He reaches out, pulling me into him, planting his lips on mine.
“Thank you for lunch.” he murmurs between kisses.
“I’ll see you later.” turning to leave, I hear him answer the phone.
“Jane, how are you?”
I chance a glance back at him and his eyes meet mine, they are cautious, and the smile he flashes me doesn’t quite meet his eyes. I nod with a smile and close the door. Stepping into the lift my phone bleeps, alerting me to a text.
Can’t wait for tomorrow. My birthday and time with my fave girl. Meet at Bocca di Lupo at 7.30. X
Bocca di Lupo, yummy! I shall wear my BIG knickers :) X
Firing off a quick reply to Miley, I make my way out of Doug’s office building and to my car. I crank up the volume on the drive to my flat singing along to the songs on the radio. Parking my car, I dash into my flat and out of the rain. Opening the front door, I collect the post from the f
loor and dump my bag and jacket in the kitchen. I slip off my shoes and walk into the bedroom. I really do need to get my stuff sorted to take to Doug’s but I’m so tired. Flopping onto the bed, I just close my eyes for a second...
I’m suddenly alert and awake. There is a wall of warmth and muscle pressed against my back and its dark outside. Turning round, I see Doug, his face only lit by the moonlight outside. He’s fast asleep, he looks gorgeous. So peaceful and calm. What time is it? Craning my neck to see the time on the bedside clock 8.25pm I’d slept for four hours. And how did Doug know I was here? My movement stirs him and his piercing blue eyes find mine.
