Word Limit: 200
Word Bonus: +10, per inch, of the biggest cock you've ever handled
Required Word: Suit
Forbidden Words: Penis, Cock, Prick, Dick, Dork, Dong, Pecker, Johnson, Wang, Elvis
Extra Credit: What does he do for a living?
Mmm..I admit I'm completely mesmerized by this week's prompt. [Smack..snap out of it!] It reminded me of a previous entry. Time to tell her side.
Brenda walked quickly to the elevator, her heels clicking loudly on the lobby's marble....Fuck she was late again. David sweetly held the door for her and then he shyly stepped to the back. She looked over her shoulder to say thanks but he was avoiding her gaze as usual. Disappointed she watched the floor lights too and hurried quickly to her cubicle.
Her asshole boss berated her because she didnt have time to get his venti half caf, double shot expresso. WTF ever! She made her way to the breakroom and ran into David's assistant, Kathy. She tried not to be too obvious when she asked how he was. She completely missed Kathy's vent about David asking for Pfizer's number. She poured her boss a cup of decaf horsepiss and helped herself to the delectable French Vanilla cappucino
She relaxed against the counter and thought of David. He was so nice. Such a gentleman. She, of course, knew he had a crush on her. It was sweet! And nice. And therein lied the problem. The whole nice guy thing. He was such a bad ass litigator in court, but went all googly-eyed at the sight of her. Why couldn't he nail her on the stand like that!
She delivered the coffee to her boss and settled in for the day. But she couldn't keep her mind off David. When he walked by earlier, she completely embarassed herself when she not only knocked over rhe pencil holder but the phone off the hook during the partner's conference call. She caught him looking down her blouse but still he said nothing.
Retreating to the restroom, she tried to think what she could do. It was technically "wrong" to top from the bottom but she was desperate. All she could imagine today was his hard outline in his suit pants. Quickly she typed the note and bribed Kathy with a steak lunch next week to slip it into his briefcase. She was a nervous wreck the rest of the day.
She approached the elevator at the end of the day holding her breath in anticipation. He wasn't there. She hemmed and hawed for 25 minutes but still nothing. When the elevator dinged again and opened, she stepped in. Suddenly she heard a voice call out "Hold the door!" She did and suddenly he was there! He thanked her and grasped her chin whispering, "Good Girl" before he backed her into the corner.
"I got your note."
Im bad because i havent been using my wordcounter lately...oops. I will cop to the biggest ive had as 9 in. But again it isnt the dick, but the mind and guy its attached to.
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