It wasn’t enough for Franklin either. The sexual tension between them was too intense. They’d gone way too far and weren’t going to stop until he was fully sheathed inside of her. Franklin removed their hands from her body and pulled himself out of them. Sandy stood up and shimmed out of her lacy thongs.
Franklin was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. He was still fully clothed in his blue two-piece suit. His tie had been loosened earlier. However, when she turned around Franklin’s manhood was the only thing about him that was exposed. He was protruding through his slacks and fully erect. His size never ceased to amaze her. He was so large she wondered how he ever fit inside. But, he always did…perfectly.
“Are you going to just stand there or what?”
Facing him, Sandy gave him her sexiest smile before holding onto his shoulders and placing one knee outside of his strong thigh, then placing the other knee on the other side. She eased herself all the way down and rotated her hips in a circular motion.
Franklin wanted her too much. They didn’t waste any time. He thrust into her tightness. It was wonderful. He was so deep and so hard inside of her. He held onto her hips knowing she was ready for him as he lost himself in her body.
They were in a perfect rhythm rocking up and down. Franklin continued to pound her. This is what they needed. Release wasn’t too far away for either of them.
Franklin tried to contain Sandy’s moans and groans inside his kisses. The people outside his office didn’t need to know what was going on inside.
Her orgasm was in reach. Sandy rode him hard. It was right there.
Sandy bit down on her lip to keep from screaming as her body shattered into a million pieces. He drove into her as hard as he could. A moment later, he grunted, threw his head back and exploded.
They were thoroughly spent. He hadn’t used a condom because Sandy was on the pill. He kissed her hard one last time, “Let me carry you to my bathroom to get cleaned up.”
Sandy chuckled, “You’re going to have to. My legs are like jelly.”
He stood and picked her up when he did. Their bodies were still connected. Sandy wrapped her arms around his neck and her long legs around his waist as he carried her to his private bathroom. Once inside, he reluctantly broke their connection when he sat her down on the vanity.
Franklin used a warm wash cloth to clean up their excess juices from Sandy’s body and their love making. Taking special care of her and kissing the inside of each thigh.
“Mmm…you better stop it before I’m late coming back from lunch.”
“Just tell your boss you were busy having the best sex of your life with his boss.”
Franklin tried to fix Sandy’s clothes before he started cleaning himself up.
Sandy looked lovingly into Franklin’s eyes. She wanted to scream from the roof tops ‘I love you’ but something held her back. Something…an intuition maybe…told her that Franklin wasn’t ready to hear it just yet. Soon…hopefully soon he would be.
Moments after he finished cleaning up, there were three rapid knocks on the door. It actually sounded more like pounding.
He kissed Sandy on the lips, fixed his tie, adjusted the neckline of her dress and smiled, “You might want to double check that I put everything back in the right place.”
Franklin left Sandy in the bathroom and went over to open his door. His General Counsel stood on the other side.
“Mr. Roth, I was just about to leave. I thought maybe you were gone to lunch. A messenger dropped this off for Mr. Rutherford. It’s marked time-sensitive and personal so I didn’t open it. Since Mr. Rutherford is on his honeymoon, I thought I’d better give it to you.”
Franklin took the package from him, “Thanks. I’ll make sure that he gets it.”
He closed the door and opened the package.
Sandy came out of the bathroom.
“Is everything alright? Whatever they wanted seemed really urgent.”
Franklin pulled the documents out of the package and started reading them. He looked up at Sandy.
“No. Everything is not alright.”
He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.
“They can’t even catch a break on their honeymoon.”
Chapter 4
Jason and Vicky spent the morning and most of the afternoon on a small yacht. The S.S. Angel to be exact. She still couldn’t believe he’d had a boat named after Angel. It never ceased to amaze her how deeply Jason could touch her heart.
The S.S. Angel had a small staff of three whose job was to wait on them hand and foot. Vicky marveled at how life could change in an instant. This time last year, she was in a small one bedroom apartment trying to figure out how to keep the lights on and pay her daycare bills. Today, she was on a yacht with her husband.
They spent time swimming in the ocean. Well, she couldn’t really call what she was doing swimming because Jason was so careful with her. He’d only let her wade in the water for a little while. But, he did let her ride behind him as they sliced through the water on the wave runner. She’d had the most fun that she’d ever had in her life.
By the time they returned to the yacht it was lunch time. The boat was stocked with all of Vicky’s favorite foods. He made sure to stay away from anything she’d shown a sensitivity to since being pregnant.
While having lunch music was playing in the background. Jason must have signaled someone because the volume
