Re: Office Sex Fantasy: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Re: Office Sex Fantasy: Part 3

... make every last thing okay, but we can try to make them better." She nodded again, and then threw her arms around me and just held me close. I held her just as tightly until we both gently released. She still had tears at the corners of her eyes, but the happiness beaming from her smile was infectious. "Can you teach Brad how to hug like that?" she asked. I laughed and said, "Of course." After a moment I added, "Although he is nearly as tall as I am, so he and I will have to work out where to put our arms." Her eyes flared with laughter and she punched my arm. "Goof!" she declared, and then she kissed me. The kiss lingered for several moments, and she and I both knew that things were getting better. I finally let her out of the trap, and we walked arm in arm into the cafe. We sat in a corner booth and quickly ordered soft drinks and sandwiches. I could tell that she had let go of the tension she had been holding since the night before. She was smiling and much more relaxed as we waited for our food. I thought of the game and I prepared to click on a square. "So talk to me about Kathy," I started. Her smile faded a bit, and she briefly looked away. Her eyes were clear as she looked back at me. "I think I could love her," she said. "I don't think I realized that when I called her last night. I was trying to understand myself, but I was demanding answers from her. I think I scared her away and I'm afraid that she will leave me. I've tried to think of what I can say to her to ...

... bring her back, and I think anything that I say will make her hate me more." "Did you think to start with 'I'm sorry I spoke to you that way'?" She stared at me for so long that I was sure I had clicked on a bad square. Our food arrived, and I was granted a reprieve until the waitress walked away. Hopefully it gave Anne more time to think. "That might work," she finally said with a half smile. "Unless I made her so mad that she hates me," she added. "She is worried that you hate her," I pointed out. "She is afraid that she pushed too hard last night and that you want her out of your life." "That's the last thing I want," she exclaimed. "Heh. That makes things easy for me," I said without thinking. "What do you mean?" she asked with a frown. I realized I was still clicking dangerous squares. "I agreed to meet her tonight. She wants to see if she can recruit me to help her win you over." The truth is usually a good place to go. It could easily be a trap as well. "She wants to convince you that you don't have to send her away." "I want her to stay, now more than ever. Did she say how she was going to get your help?" I know a loaded question when I hear it, but I had no choice but to click the next square. "She offered to let me seduce her, or to let me punish her for being bad." "So she wants a lover or a father, or both." "I don't know. She never asked in that way, and she was most concerned about repairing her bond with you." I waited. Finally she said, "So, I don't know if I am ...