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She’s an older woman; her brown hair has just a touch of gray, and her blue eyes are always cheerful.
“He’ll probably be available for you, Chase. Let me just check.”
She walks to his office door, which is open. “Carson, do you have time to talk to Chase?”
Suzanne turns back to me with a smile. “He said to come in.”
“Chase, what did you need to see me about?”
I explain the situation.
“You already called Carter?”
“Yes, he couldn’t say much more, just that if it is a lower quality, we definitely don’t want our staff wearing it.”
“We all agree on that. We want our guards fully protected. It can be a dangerous job," Carson thinks things over, “Okay, let me know what the vendor says. Oh, and Chase, tell them we need their response in writing. We can’t just take a verbal confirmation on something like this.”
“Will do. Thanks, Carson.”
My phone rings when I get back to my office.
“Hello? Yes, this is Chase Knight. Thank you for the callback— Okay— No, we haven’t received any notification. As you know, our first priority is protection for our guards. We won’t be using the vests until we have written confirmation. Next time, we need to be notified prior to the shipment being delivered.”
“Charlie, the vendor is sending over the information we asked for. Can you let me know once it comes through?”
“Sure thing, Boss.”
A few hours later, I hear my office door open, and when I look up, it’s Val. She’s wearing a red dress that shows off her dark hair and eyes.
“Hi, Chase. I thought I’d drop by and see if you’d like to go to lunch.”
“Sounds good, Val. Come on in. I just have to finish this email.”
She walks in, but instead of sitting, she stands and admires my pictures of Jacksonville’s skyline. As she leans in to study one of the pictures, I glance down and see that she’s wearing red high heels.
I feel an instant response from my body. I startle Val when I abruptly stand. I walk over to my office door and turn the lock. When I turn back to Val, her eyes widen at the look in my eyes.
As I approach her like a predator stalking his prey, I notice her color heighten, and her breathing accelerates.
“I like your shoes, Val.”
“You do?” She licks her lips.
“Yes, do you know what I call high heels like that?”
She shakes her head no.
“I call them fuck me heels.”
I see her throat work, and her breath hitches as I draw closer.
I wrap my hands around her waist and lift her onto the edge of my desk. I hear a few things scatter to the floor, but I don’t take my eyes off of Val.
I put my hand around her throat and on her hip, and then I lean her back onto the smooth surface of my desk.
Her dark bedroom eyes go half-mast when she realizes what I’m about to do as I spread her legs. I push her skirt up toward her waist and then slip off her panties. I stuff them in my pocket. I leave on her heels, then place her legs over my shoulders.
She’s spread open before me. I lean in and give her one long, slow lick, and I hear her whimper. I feast on her as she mews and whimpers. She’s writhing on my desk. I hear more things fall, but I don’t stop. I can tell she’s close. So, close.
