The day wore on slowly. Full of meetings. At 4:15PM they were all back in the conference room. Honey made appropriate notes, asked relevant questions, and maintained her professional facade.
She and Sir had gone on to message each other all day. She had it in front of her tablet again so no one could see.
Then her phone buzzed with a message that made her whole body flush hot:
Sir: Then let me give you something to think about until then. I'm in a meeting right now too. Boring as hell. All I can think about is you under my desk, on your knees, that beautiful mouth wrapped around my c**k while I try to maintain composure.
The image was so vivid, so visceral. She could practically feel it, the carpet under her knees, the weight of him in her mouth, the thrill of the forbidden.
She glanc
