Day dreaming

I had shit loads on today and I'm getting concerned the newbie isn't coping. He told me today that he can't manage his workload and I could see it in his eyes that he was very serious.

I'm trying to keep everything in perspective at the moment, so in my all afternoon meeting, while listening to newbie present his strategy for 2010 in excruciating detail, for the millionth time, I let my mind wonder to where I'd rather be...

I'm not in a room in the bowels of a cloned office. I've escaped. I've cancelled my meetings, booked a luxurious hotel room and sent hubby a text telling him to drop what he's doing and meet me there.

When I arrive I set the room, dim the lights and get out of my work clothes. I slip into a silky black number and naughty underwear that I bought on the way and lie there in waiting. The text arrives... "where do you want me?" I reply with the room number and within a few minutes there's a knock on the door. I open it slowly and stand behind it while he enters the room. I'm almost shivering with anticipation and adrenaline. This is how it should be. Life it too short and we usually only dream of this type of thing. Now we're really, actually doing it. I close the door behind us and push him onto the bed. We're trying to be serious and sensual, but we both let out a giggle of excitement as we acknowledge how naughty we're being: Everyone is at work and no one has a clue what we're up to. We don't even want to think about what the hotel receptionist thinks of us. I lean forward and kiss him gently. We kiss all the time, but this is different, it's a kiss of longing and desire, remembering the days when we were young, had no cares in the world and the sex was full of lust as well as love. He responds, gently at first, but then the manly desire kicks in. He wants me. I feel so sexy. We both fumble to get him out of his suit while kissing each other with intense passion, like this is the last time we'll ever be together like this and know we have to make the most of it.

Soon he's lying next to me on the bed and we're grasping to get at each other like teenagers. Then he's pulling at my nightie to reveal my tiny red and black lace number. He's impressed. We pause to take each other in. And then we can't wait any longer. I jump up so that I'm standing over him in the bed and start to slowly remove my bra. I can see he's now very impressed. With one quick move I'm naked and slowly moving myself down onto him.

We don't talk for about half an hour, we just enjoy absorbing each other, enjoying each area of our bodies, each caress, each kiss like it will be our last. Finally we move together to reach a beautiful climax and fall exhausted into each other's arms, hot and breathless. I look at him and smile, knowing that it was the best decision ever "we must do this more often"

And then newbie has finished his presentation and I'm back in the bowels of the office, hoping that I've managed to look interested and not aroused during the presentation!

So, I have a vivid imagination, but don't we all.....?

Nite ;-)