I couldn't resist his charm, so I gave in and took another sip. I looked over to the main conversation of the room and it looks like Jessica and Damien are holding their own.

Ed’s right. They've got this.

I turned to him. ”you're right. Cheers”

He smiled, his eyes clearly glowing with the win I just handed him.

”After this, you want to grab another drink?” he asked, again with his playfully gorgeous eyes.

For me, it's either hanging out with this handsome creature or binge-watching archer tonight. I think I will crack my luck at socializing tonight! Besides, my mother has been pining about getting a life outside of work.

”sure,” I told him, uncertain of the how where or when.

”Josh is busy tonight.” he told me. ”ill send a car for you?” a question he thoughtlessly posed.

I don't have to feel guilty about this, do I? He's not my client... He's just a beautiful human being with stunning features and a posture fit for a king.

”sure” I was through with my drink. I must have nervously sipped it up.

I started at the glass with big eyes because I wasn't sure about the outcome of drinking that much whiskey. I was starting to feel light-headed already. I look towards my responsibilities. Jessica and Damien were wrapping up.

”Mel, do you approve the timeline and budget?”

Uhh... What?

”Sorry, what's the budget? Timeline is the end of the week, right?”

I needed to clarify things before I go around approving things while I'm feeling tipsy.

”40k retainer,” Damien said and stared blankly at me.

why in the world would they do a retainer?

I wasn't going to argue.

I approved it.

”6?” Ed mouthed as we said our goodbyes. I nodded wondering if we should keep this a secret.

His hands were warm and he clasped tight when he shook my hand.

”Stop...” I told myself as my thoughts tried to wander off.

I have an afternoon to look forward to, and it is highly unlikely to end with sex. He'd probably be very polite and offer to pay for my drinks.

Its been at least a year since my boyfriend of two years broke up with me. Since then, I’ve buried myself in work and tv shows, surrendering my needs to store bought objects that do more than enough to take me there.

I imagined the perfect night. I wouldn’t waste his perfectly shaped body just on my eyes, I would jump him the moment I get in the car. I would take off, no, rip off his expensive looking clothes and suck him off watching his gorgeous face in ecstasy as he helplessly latch on to my hair. I wondered what the expressions on his face would look like as he comes.

I shuddered at the thought and came back to reality. He was walking away down the hallway, with a gait that made him look proud.

Right before he disappeared, he looked behind, catching my gaze. He threw a side smile, a smile that made me want to go to the bathroom and do things to myself before i actually get to see him. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to keep my hands to myself what with the glass of whiskey and all.

It might actually be better if I satisfy my needs before I see him tonight. I only have 15 minutes.

“Why are they on retainer?” Jessica and Damien stood in my way as I tried to scurry my way into my office.

“I have no clue. All I know is they’re high profile clients” I told them with air quotes.

“But that’s like more than we need for one ad, and doesn’t seem like they’re coming back...” Jessica protested.

“Right. I’ll find out more tomorrow” I promised them.

The liquor is not affecting me as much as I thought it would.

It took another 10 minutes of questions before I could escape to my office.

“Y’all should go home now” I told them before I disappeared.

I paced in my office as I tried to calm myself down from the excitement that a simple handshake aroused in me.

I sneaked out to the bathroom and looked at myself on the mirror. No was in there. I quickly let down my hair from the high pony tail. I was wearing a knee length black tight skirt and a sleeveless silk blue shirt with a jacket. I took the jacket off. I don’t need to look professional.

So it was just sleeveless blue blouse and the black skirt. My thoughts were cloudy and I held on to the counter just in case I lost my balance.

The drink... I shouldn’t have. I quickly walked into a stall and removed my panty and tucked my blouse in. No one would know that I wasn’t wearing any. My watch said it was 6 and I figured I wouldn’t have time or the tools to give myself a proper orgasm.

Having sex with high profile strangers is not in my bucket list for the night. I shouldn’t. I would like to, but I shouldn’t. I clenched my thighs together and gathered my things.

Struggling to stay on a straight path, I walked into my office and grabbed my purse. My high heels were starting to be ineffective.

Damien stopped me before I could walk out of my office.

“Mel, I don’t know if we can finish my the end of this week. He wants 5 different types of banners.”

I felt the lack of clothing under my skirt and suddenly it made me awkward.

These are my colleagues.

“Uhh... I’ll take a look tomorrow. Go home..” I told him and tried to walk away.

“I can do 4 maybe, but I need more I go on the fifth.” He called out.

“Ok I’ll arrange another meeting” I told him, not making eye contact.

I was embarrassed to be in the office anymore! I was drunk off of expensive whiskey, i wasn’t wearing any underwear and I was needing the client they spoke with, not minutes ago, to fuck my brains out. I need him to pin me to a wall, hold my knee up and pound into me relentlessly, each time faster than before.