Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 165(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
“My grandfather is not here.”
“He is here, Gabriel. He is always here, and you know it. He’d hate to see you without a family. Without a wife.”
Gabriel laughed. “I’m sure my grandfather would be a lot happier with me being single than taking on one of the gold-diggers.”
“True. But there is a certain woman in Mailing that I think he would approve of.”
He looked at Trudy. She winked at him.
“Oh, I might also like to tell you, you’re not alone in the building. That same woman is also working a late shift.” Trudy smiled at him.
That woman was going to get fired. He’d fired her a couple of times, but it never stuck. As payback for one of his bad moods, she hadn’t come to work. He’d been pissed and had no choice but to physically get her back. She’d made him apologize, which did piss him off, but he had done so. He knew she must have gotten her kicks out of it. Either way, Trudy worked for him, and there was no firing her.
He watched her walk away, and then sat back in his office chair. Most of the day he’d been hunched over stats, figures, and proposals. Getting to his feet, he lifted his hands in the air and stretched the tight muscles.
Nora was downstairs in the mail room. Why was she working late, and how did Trudy know?
He left his office, taking the elevator right down to the mail room. He had access to every floor, and as he stepped out of the elevator, he spotted Nora immediately. She was once again dressed in a plain, knee-length black skirt and a white blouse. She sometimes wore a jacket. Her long brown hair was pulled to the nape of her neck, and she muttered to herself.
“What brings you to stay here late?” he asked.
Nora let out a gasp and spun around. She wore the cutest pair of glasses, and she quickly pushed them up into her hair.
“Mr. Williams,” she said.
“Please call me Gabriel,” he said.
She nodded. “Uh, Gabriel. There were three people who called in sick, and the temps that were brought in to do the job didn’t do it well. I was the only one who could stay and organize them for tomorrow.”
He knew the mail was important. Trudy had tutted as his mail hadn’t been brought up in a timely fashion this morning, and there was a contract waiting for him to read.
There was a time and a place for modern technology. However, when you invested in an old company and did things the old-fashioned way, you kept that tradition.
“Is there something you need?” she asked.
You, bent over my desk, so I could get you out of my fucking mind.
“No. Trudy mentioned that you were still here, so I thought I would come and see what you were up to.”
Nora chuckled. “Yeah, she told me you were not in the best of moods. I’m so sorry that mail was delivered late, and I couldn’t bring it up. I’ve been here most of the day, trying to fix it. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten until around two.”
“It’s fine.”
He glanced down the length of her body. Her thighs looked full and ripe. He wondered what they would feel like wrapped around his waist as he pounded inside her. Gabriel wanted to touch her, to pull her into his arms and kiss those full lips, designed to be wrapped around his cock. He’d love to sink to the back of her throat. His dick started to harden, and he wanted to slide so hard and deep within her.
“I forgot to give you something,” she said.
She moved toward her desk and had to bend over, didn’t she? That full ass looked so inviting. He wanted to lift that skirt and see what kind of panties she wore.
Gabriel was not used to having these kinds of feelings. He loved women, enjoyed playing with women, but since first seeing Nora, he’d not been able to even look at another woman. This was disconcerting. It had been a long time since he had sex.
She came toward him carrying a brown paper bag.
“Thank you for the other day,” she said. “These are the clothes you let me borrow.” She offered him a smile. It was such a sweet, endearing smile.
Damn it. He grabbed the bag from her and placed it right in front of his dick. She didn’t need to see how aroused he was.
“How much longer do you have?” he asked.
“I’m not sure. Thirty minutes, an hour, perhaps.”
“Good. I’ll help,” he said.
“You really don’t need to do that,” she said.
“I insist.” He removed his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and got to work in learning how his mail room functioned.
Nora was a good teacher, and together they were able to finish in exactly thirty minutes.