"What Jacob wants, Jacob gets. A spicy meeting in the office, after everyone else has gone home. Public s*x, hot and rough. In a co-worker's cubicle, perhaps, or better yet, up against the windows, where the entire city could watch if only they knew where to look. What Jacob wants, Jacob gets. And what Jacob wants is me.
Note: This story is included in the author’s anthology, Whetting the Appetite."
After Hours By Elizabeth L. Brooks My hands shake as I punch the buttons on the phone. “Hey, sweetie, how’s your day going? …Great. Listen, I have bad news. I have to work late tonight.” Can he hear the tremor in my voice? “Yeah, I just found out. I’m so sorry.” Can he tell I’m lying through my teeth? “No, I won’t be home until after nine, probably. I know. I’m really sorry.” Lies, lies, lies. I hang up the phone and turn back to my work, but my heart is pounding so hard, my extremities trembling so violently, that I can’t concentrate. I really am in danger of having to work late if I can’t get this spreadsheet done, though, so eventually I manage to push away the lies and the excitement and the vague sense of shame, just enough to focus, a little. But the fluttering in my stomach ret