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I quickly avoid any prolonged contact and instead, fumble with the sketches again.
“You know, I also like blue, too. Like your eyes. I think they are a unique shade of the color.” She places her hand on my chest, looking deeply into my eyes.
I think it’s a sign for a little more, but I decline and continue to review the sketches and discuss furniture options. With each passing moment, she finds a way to touch my arm or flirt, not knowing that it is building up my want for her. She smiles and turns her attention back to her work.
“Mr. Phillips, do you get tired of traveling from state to state?”
“Please call me Brent, and no, I don’t. I enjoy meeting new people and trying new things. But New Orleans is becoming a second home for me. I have a friend who may want me to do another project after my next one.”
“A man like you must be lonely at times,” she says.
“Why would you say that?”
She walks around to where I’m sitting. “Oh, I don’t know,” she says, taking a seat on top of the table. “You have a great work ethic, but you seem tense. Have you done anything besides work since you got here?”
“No, not really. I’ve been out to eat. Strolled the quarter, you know, all the touristy spots.”
She looks at me, shaking her head, and strolls back to the other side of the table.
“What’s wrong with that?” I lean back on the chair.
“Brent, sometimes you have to go outside of what you know and take a leap. Safe is good, but taking chances is better. Experience new things. It’ll make your visions clearer.”
“Is that what you do? Experience new things?” I lean forward.
She sees my challenge and leans in, too. “Even being born and raised here, I still learn something new every day.”
“So, you just go for it? Without thought or explanation?”
“Mmm-hmm. Why not? You only live once.”
She teasingly plays with the dangling necklace again, and suddenly, I kiss her.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that,” I say as I pull away, embarrassed by my actions. “I know it was wrong of me to just…” I can’t find words to complete my sentence.
She comes over to where I stand, and instead of a slap to my face, she grabs me and kisses me back. First, it’s just our mouths opening and closing onto each other’s, then she slips me her tongue. The first taste is inviting and makes me relax. The second finds me knowing what flavor mint she had been sucking on. My tongue mingles with hers, and when our mouths part, she lets out a small moan that sends blood straight to my dick. It strains against my pants when I lay her on top of the fabric table. I unbutton her sleeveless top, exposing her bra, and yes, it matches that sexy thong. It’s all lace, allowing me to see her dark, pert nipples.
We continue to meld our tongues together. With her breast in my hand, I twist and roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and she moans. I move my mouth down her neck, teasingly biting it along the way to her tits.
“Mr. Phi…”
I stop her from speaking when I realize how odd it would be for her to address me by my last name. “I thought we agreed—call me Brent.”
She smiles at my response.
“What will you call me?” she asks, her brown eyes locked on to me.
“Mine.” I reach under her skirt and feel the slickened space between her thighs.
I zero my thumb in on her clit and circulate with slow, tender strokes while sliding my middle finger into her with ease.
She lets out panted moans and reacts by arching her back, her breasts longing to break from their bondage while my mouth yearns to suckle them. I slip my hand under the back of her shirt and unclasp her bra, freeing the bountiful chocolate mounds. I immediately dive in to savor their sweetness, applying slight pressure.
“Brent,” she gasps as my fingers prove to be eager and one more joins the other. She grinds against my hand, her pussy juices interlacing between my fingers.
I continue to rub intensely, watching her come apart at my touch.
“Oh shit. Brent, I’m c-c-coming!” And with that final flick, she explodes.
