EroticReverie

Curtis Cash

I'm sitting in my office behind my desk talking to friend and work partner James when Janelle my new secretary knocks on the door.

"Come in" I answer her knock and watch those long trim legs in those high heels walk their way into my office. 

James turns his head and takes a look and I watch his eyes pop slightly as she passes him, and he cranes his neck to look at her ass when she walks past him to the side of my desk at sets down a post it with messages from earlier this morning. 

"Hello" James says and Janelle lifts her head as she starts to speak to me, but instead greets my friend. 

"Hello." she replies. 

"I'm James..West...I dont think we've met yet" he says with a smile that is clearly meant to try to charm her. 

"I'm Janelle Fox, Mr. Cash's new secretary." she says. "nice to meet you" she says with a polite smile and nod. 

Then she looks to me and then points to post it. 

"Mr. Decker says he needs to know about the budgets for the new projects by the end of the day." she says and I watch as she lifts her hand and pushes a piece of hair behind her ear. 

"Also your wife called a few times earlier when you were meeting with Sandusky, she says it's important." she says. 

I watch her mouth as she speaks. Today she's wearing her lips plain, with nothing but some gloss, and their nice and full, pouty little lips that I've already imagined wrapped around my cock a thousand times this past week since she's started. 

Today she's wearing a simple black pencil skirt, with a cream colored satin blouse, that has one of those large , draping bows at the neck. Her tits are hidden, I much prefer the tight sweater she wore yesterday the clung to those tits like it was painted on her. 

"Thank you." I tell her as she also points to the documents that are in a folder left for me by another executive. 

"These have to be signed by the end of the day as well." she says and smiles. 

"Thank you Miss Fox." I say and she gives a little smile. 

"Of course Mister Cash, you're welcome." 

Her blonde hair was down today, really allowing me to take in the length and try to estimate how many times I could wrap it around my fist. I look her in her blue eyes and nod. 

"Miss Fox, why don't you join me and Mr. Cash for lunch today?" James says making Janelle look over to him. 

"Oh..I...well, I have to be here to take his messages." she says. 

"Bah" James waves his hand. "Let Nancy do it. Join us. We're going to the new sushi place." James says and I just look at him and then to Janelle who is looking at me as if she's waiting for me to say it's okay. 

"Do you like sushi?" I ask. 

She gives a small smile and nods. 

"It's settled then." James says. "We leave in ten minutes." he smiles at her. She nods and walks out of the office excusing herself. 

"What the fuck are you doing ?" I ask James. 

He gives a low whistle. 

"You see the legs on that thing? Imagine those things wrapped around your head, god damn, why didnt you tell me your new secretary was a hot piece? I would've made my way down here sooner." he says and I roll my eyes. 

James worked a few floors above me and only made it down here about once or twice a week. 

"Damn" he gives a low whistle again. "Decent plump little ass in that skirt too, looks like she's a got a nice set on the chest" he says and I just shake my head. 

He laughs. "Don't act like you don't notice you've got a secretary that's playboy bunny material working for you. We're married, not dead Curtis." he says with a laugh and I just laugh and shake my head. 

"Damn, if my secretary looked like that, i'd be working late, a lot" he says and I just shake my head. 

James was twice divorced, and working on ruining his third marriage currently I guess. The man couldn't keep his dick in his pants. 

"Listen, if you aren't gonna fuck her, mind if I do?" he asks. 

I laugh. "What makes you think she'd even want to risk contracting whatever it is your dick has these days?" I joke. 

He laughs. 

"So youre calling dibs?" he asks. 

"I'm not calling anything West" I say using his last name. ""I'm married for one. And second, she's a decent secretary, I dont need you fucking her and screwing it up for me and making me find a new one." 

James huffs a laugh and throws his thumb over his shoulder. 

"That out there...that's a once in a lifetime opportunity...you get to live out the dirty office fantasy my man...with a hot as fuck secretary, and you're just gonna pass , and tell me it's cause you're married?" he says and rolls his eyes. 

I shake my head and run a hand over my face. 

"Clap those fucking cheeks man" he says and I just laugh and shake my head. 

"Miranda has been a bitch lately anyways right? Doesnt even fuck her husband anymore. You deserve that little hottie to swallow your cock and ride it like a cow girl." he says. 

I grumble. Me and my wife WERE having problems. And honestly, I already knew, it wasn't going to work out. She wanted kids now, and I wanted to wait a few more years, but really, deep down I think we both know that's not the real reason. I just don't want kids with HER. She's a different person than she was when we were married, I was now too. The attraction wasnt there. But ..I still loved her. I cared about her. How can you not, when being with someone for ten years? 

"Seriously, Miranda is a stepford wife, she's great for all that domestic shit...but what you need to keep yourself going, is a little side piece. I'm telling ya." he says.

"And how'd that work out for your marriages ?" I counter with a raise of my brow. 

"Oof" he slaps a hand to his chest. "I'm truly fucking wounded Cash" he says and I just laugh because I know he doesnt give a shit. 

"See, I didnt care if I got caught...women have shelf lives ya  know? They lose that allure after a few years, it gets boring, that's why you need to find the spice somewhere else." he says and I just shake my head. 

"Why do you even get married?" I ask with a laugh. 

"I'm a fucking romantic that's why" he says and I throw my head back. 

"You're such a prick West" I tell him and he laughs. 

"Sure am. And women love that shit, they think they can change you or fix you. It's kind of a turn on watching them try honestly. I'm just waiting for the one that accepts the fact her man has needs, and sticks around, let's me sow my oats where I may, and still wants to put dinner on the table for me." he says. 

I shake my head. "You're a bastard." 

He laughs. "That too. I'm that too. Come on, get your dick ready and let's take your newest project out to eat." he winks.