kitchen.
‘Never
mind three months.’ Lucas muttered to himself. ‘How will
I last three minutes?’
He
followed her into the kitchen.
‘Have
a seat.’ She was standing by the kitchen counter with kettle in
hand. ‘I will make you a nice cup of coffee.’
On
autopilot Lucas took his position up at the head of the kitchen
table.
‘How
was your day?’ she asked.
He
couldn’t take his eyes off her.
‘Um,
it was busy.’ Even Lucas was surprised that he was able to form
some sort of a reply. He was still shell shocked by how amazingly
sexy Scarlett looked.
‘Did
you get a new secretary?’ Scarlett had to stand upon her
tiptoes to reach a pair of cups in the cabinet, high upon the wall.
Lucas’s eyes nearly popped out of his head and bounced away
across the floor. When Scarlett had reached up, the base of the baby
doll lingerie had risen to show her cute naked ass.
Was
she wearing any panties?
Scarlett
turned with cups in hand just in time to see him checking out her
ass.
An
embarrassing red blush teased his cheeks.
‘What?’
he said distracted.
Scarlett
giggled.
‘I
said did you get a new secretary?’
A
tea bag hit the kitchen floor. Lucas watched in awe, as she
strategically bent over directly in front of him. The fabric of the
baby doll lingerie was lifted up to the level of her hips. Lucas
unconsciously licked his lips at the sight of her ass and… it
answered the question that, no, she wasn’t wearing panties.
Scarlett
looked back at him in her exposed position and smiled a cheeky smile.
A
thought bloomed inside his head.
Was
she doing this on purpose?
Something
lurking in the deepest depths of his unconscious mind was screaming
for him to reach out and caress the ass that belonged to him. It was
hard to ignore the flames of lust raging within the depths of his
stomach, especially when she was in his favourite position.
He
pushed his thighs together and tried to ignore the sudden rush of
pressure.
‘I
have a new secretary starting tomorrow,’ he confirmed.
He
wasn’t doing a very good job at acting natural.
‘That
is good.’ Scarlett went back to making the drinks. ‘So,
you will be home at the usual time from now on then?’
‘It
may take a day or two for her to come up to speed, but yes. How was
your day? Did you manage to get much writing done in the end?’
‘No.
Not really.’ She poured the water into the cups. ‘I
decided to take a break from the book today. I feel like I am banging
my head against a brick wall with it, but hopefully tomorrow I can
attack it and make some progress.’
She
finished making the drinks and brought them over to the table.
Lucas
was forced to swallow down the lump in his throat, as she stood a
hair’s length from him. It was only now that he realised that
the fabric that she was wearing was completely and utterly see
through. It really did leave nothing to the imagination. Scarlett
leaned down and placed his cup of coffee on the kitchen table.
She
did not stand back up again.
Light
brown eyes fell down the front of her top.
She
knew all too well that Lucas was a breast man and right now he was
looking at the greatest masterpieces ever created.
‘What
would you like for dinner?’ she spoke in a calm cool voice.
‘I-I’m
happy to have what you want,’ stuttered Lucas.
‘Well,
I can make you anything you want.’ She looked him dead in the
eye. ‘Just tell me what you want and I will do it for you.’
Lucas
had the slight feeling she wasn’t talking about food any more
‘Would
you like me to do something for you?’ she lowered her hand onto
the top of his muscular thigh.
Butterflies
started to flutter wildly within the pit of his stomach. It was like
his body was acting on its own. He never gave the order, but he found
his legs opening for her. Scarlett stroked her fingernail up the
inside of his thigh. Something dangerous was happening beneath his
trousers. Suddenly, the image of his soon to be father in law
appeared