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  “Liza, you need to tell the driver your address.”

  “I thought I was going home with you,” she said and giggled some more.

  “Oh that is a good plan, however, it might be best if you go to your home, in the state you’re in.”

  “I can’t remember my address, can you?” This was followed by more laughter from her.

  Anthony was getting frustrated and gave the driver an address before they were kicked out of the cab. The driver turned up the radio and Liza mentioned how much she loved the song that played, then started to sing at the top of her lungs. Luckily for them, the ride was a quick one. Anthony gave the driver his fee and a generous tip.

  “Come on out the cab and let’s get you inside,” he said, placing his hand around her waist and lifting her out of the cab.

  She started to slump and Anthony picked her up, carrying her up to the door. He put her down in order to unlock it.

  “You’re not going to carry me across the threshold?” She asked him, laughing loudly.

  “No not tonight.”

  He got the door opened and she stumbled in. “Wow someone came in and redecorated my whole place. That’s just wild.”

  “Come with me,” he said as he led her to the bedroom.

  The light streamed through the curtains as Liza tried to open her eyes. That was strange as the sunshine ought to be coming in from the other side of the room. She managed to take a look around and then sat up in a panic, not sure where she was. Her memories were fuzzy about the previous night. She started thinking back. It was quitting time and she had gone over to the little bar a couple of blocks away. Not long after that, Anthony had come up to her. They had taken tequila and that was probably how she got her current this situation. Taking a peek under the covers she let out a gasp, seeing she was wearing nothing but her panties.

  A light knock came on the door. She was scared of who that could be even though she had a good idea who was on the other side. There came another knock, just a little louder. She gripped the sheet tight around her. “Come in,” she said, her voice breaking a bit.

  Her eyes grew wide as the door slowly pushed open. Anthony stood there wearing just a pair of tight jeans. His skin was tan and his tattoos were on the left side of this chest and down his arm, almost to his elbow. Liza tried not to stare but was curious as to what they were. It looked like some tribal design, which was incredibly sexy on him.

  Clearing her head, she asked “Where am I?” in a demanding tone.

  “Good afternoon to you too.”

  “Afternoon?” Liza picked up her phone. It was twelve-thirty already.

  “By the way, you are at my place.”

  Panic was about to set in when she heard the words my place. Her hands gripped the sheet tighter, pulling it up to her chin. He walked over to the side of the bed and put down a glass of water and two pills that looked like aspirin on the nightstand.

  “I brought you something for the hangover you probably have. I’d be really surprised if you didn’t have one,” he said, smiling at her.

  She didn’t say anything to him.

  “I’ll let you get dressed. I didn’t think a woman like you would wear such a pair of lacy panties like that.”

  Liza’s cheeks started turning red and her face felt as if it was burning. “Just get out,” she snapped at him.

  Her clothes were neatly folded on a chair on the other side of the room. She waited until she was sure he wasn’t going to come back and then slipped out of the bed. Grabbing her clothes, she put everything on but her pantyhose. She slipped them into her purse. Leaving the water and pills untouched, she dug in her purse for sunglasses. Walking out the door, she found Anthony sitting at a small kitchen table.

  “I need the address to this place so I can get a cab.”

  “I can take you back to your car if you want.”

  “I am so not getting on the back of a motorcycle in this skirt.”

  He laughed. “Alright, suit yourself.”

  “Just give me the address,” she said. He was getting on her last nerve.

  He gave her his address and she reached in to grab her phone. He handed her the card he had gotten from the bartender that had the number for the cab company. She dialed it. When it went through, she grabbed her wallet to take a quick look to see how much cash she had. All she had was a five and a couple of ones.

  “Downtown Cab Company, How can I help you?” A voice said on the other end.

  “Sorry I have the wrong number,” she said and disconnected.

  Anthony gave her a perplexed look. “Is that offer for a ride still good?” She asked him, sounding a lot nicer than she did earlier.

  “Sure thing,” he grinned at her.

  She let out a deep sigh as he went to pull a shirt on. This was a total mess and she should have never let him talk her into doing shots with him. Her head was pounding as she slipped out on the patio for a smoke. The place he had was really nice. She sat in a chair on the deck and just listened to the world around her.

  The sliding glass door opened and he asked her, “Ready to go?”

  “Yes,” she said, putting out her cigarette.

  He grinned at her, “This is for you,” he said as he handed her a helmet to wear.

  Oh great! Her hair would be a total mess as she rode home. The one good thing was that people wouldn’t recognize her riding with her skirt hiked up to God-knows-where. She followed him out to the garage and he threw his leg over the bike.

  “Get on the back. I promise to get you back to the parking garage in one piece.”

  Liza pulled up her skirt until it started looking more like a mini-skirt than a business suit. She was thankful that no one could see her as she slid in back. Placing the helmet on her head, she was as ready as she ever was going to be for this ride.

  There were mics and speakers in both helmets so he and a passenger could talk back and forth. Anthony put on his helmet and then spoke. “You are going to want to scoot up as close to me as you can then hold on tight.”

  She ignored the scooting up and lightly put her hands around his waist. The motorcycle roared to life and the garage door opened up. He kept his feet on the ground guiding them out of the enclosed area. It was a bright sunny day and she was happy the visor was tinted. “Here we go. Just remember to lean into the turns,” he said.

  He took off and her body lurched forward pressing into him. Her hands tightened around his waist as they took the first turn. They zipped through the streets, in and out of traffic. The wind was blowing all around them. Most people would find this exhilarating, but Liza just wanted the ride to be over because she thought she might throw up.

  Finally, he slowed down as he turned into the entrance to the now empty parking garage that was next to the Senator’s office. He glided up to the third floor where her car was parked. He came to a stop and when she thought it was safe that she wasn’t going to lose the contents of her stomach, Liza took off the helmet and handed it to him. She carefully dismounted and straightened out her skirt.

  “You should wear more short skirts. You have great legs.”

  “You should just shut your mouth because you’re an ass,” she said pressing the button on her car alarm.

  “No, thanks for an incredible night,” he said to her as he started up his bike.

  “What do you mean?” she asked but Anthony just put down the visor of his helmet and took off.

  “You are infuriating,” she yelled at him even though she knew he couldn’t hear it.

  Sliding into the driver’s seat, she turned on the car. He could have waited to at least make sure her car started. Luckily for her, it did and soon afterward, she was on the way home. However, she was distracted. her mind was racing, wondering what he meant by an incredible night. Did they do something and she was just not remembering it.

  The rest of the weekend was uneventful and Monday morning rolled around soon enough. Liza walked outside on the balcony and had a quick smoke before getting
herself her usual coffee and piece of toast before rushing out the door to the office. She liked to be there first so she could just sit and think in peace and quiet.

  She unlocked the door and came in then relocked it. Being that she was the only one here, this was a safety precaution. Making her way down to her office, she thought she heard some noise. She stopped in the hallway and listened. It must have been something like the air conditioner kicking. Even weirder was that the door to her office was closed. She didn’t remember closing it when she left on Friday. Turning the knob slowly, she pushed it in and got the surprise of a lifetime.

  Standing there was a guy wearing nothing but boxers. She almost let out a scream but then she saw a now familiar tattoo. Her hands made into fists as she said through clenched teeth, “What the hell are you doing in my office.”

  “I’m changing, darlin’. What does it look like?”

  “Why the hell are you changing and why are you using my office to do it?”

  “I rode in on my bike and I needed to change into more office-appropriate clothing. As to why I’m doing this here, it’s because the bathroom is just way too small to change in. Since no one was in yet, I picked the first office I came to.”

  Liza just stared at him trying not to think about how good he looked mostly undressed. He started walking towards her and this made her heart beat faster. He pushed the door closed behind her and locked it.

  “Don’t want anyone coming in while I’m finishing up,” he said. His voice was smooth and low, causing her body to tingle all over. His body pinned her to her own office door as he moved in and kissed her passionately on the lips. Her brain was telling her to pull away, that this wasn’t a good thing to be doing. However, her body was saying something completely different as his tongue slipped past her lips to tangle with hers.

  His hands moved up and started unbuttoning her shirt, slowly revealing her lace-covered breasts. His eyes had a hunger in them as he broke the kiss and pushed her shirt open some more. She felt his fingers glide over the material to caress her already hardened nipples. Circling them with his fingers, he started kissing her again, this time pressing more of his body into hers. His member was hard and straining through the material that covered it.

  With just a flick he opened the front hook of her bra and the cool air caressed her breasts as she let out a soft moan. His tongue traced down her newly exposed skin until he found just what he was looking for. Flicking across her nipple, he sent shudders of ecstasy through her body. His fingers moved to her other nipple and pinched it lightly, rolling it with his thumb and forefinger. He started to move her over to her desk. Stripping her of her shirt, he leaned her back against her desk.

  Kneeling down and working his way up her bare legs with his hands, he pushed her skirt even higher as his hands inched their way up. Her excitement was growing with each touch. This was something she knew she shouldn’t be doing but at the same time, it was the only thing she could think of doing. His fingers grazed the edge of the waistband of her panties. The lacy material was slowly sliding down her body towards the ground. She heard him inhale deeply as his lips pressed against her inner thigh, giving her soft kisses. Before she could stop herself, she moaned rather loudly.

  There came a rap on the door and Liza froze. “Yes,” she called out trying to sound normal.

  “Is everything alright, Ms. Sanderson?” Candace called out from the other side of the door.

  The thought went through Liza’s mind that she must know what was going on. She took a deep breath and started to say, “Everything is...” Just at that moment, his tongue licked the outside of her most intimate area and her voice started to crack. “Everything is...just... fine.”

  “Alright, I just thought I heard a strange noise coming from your office, so wanted to check on you. If you need anything, I’m at my desk.”

  Liza bit her lip, trying not moan again as his tongue gently parted her lips in search of her core. It had been so long since she had been with a man that she had forgotten just how good this could be. Her body started to relax as Anthony’s tongue worked its magic. He knew she was building up to an intense climax. His licking became more frantic. Taking one of her lips, he gently sucked it into his mouth before continuing to lick her some more.

  Her knuckles were turning white as she gripped the edge of her desk, the waves of pleasure rushing through her body. Her legs buckled but Anthony’s hands were on her hips holding on to her. She almost cried out but held back just making a low moan as her body trembled with the force of probably the most powerful orgasm she had had in a long time.

  It wasn’t over though. He stood up, a grin on his face as he looked at her and slipped his boxers off. His cock sprang to life and he turned Liza around. She placed her hands on the desk, bending over slightly. His fingers moved along her, feeling her wetness then they were replaced by the tip of his hardness as he teased her. Sliding just a bit of it in, she put her hand over her mouth, moaning into it. He paused for a bit before starting to push himself into her a little more.

  Her lips wrapped around him as he continued to slide in nice and slow. It was an incredible feeling as he moved his hips while holding on to hers. She knew that another orgasm was inevitable. As he sensed her excitement building again, he started moving a little faster. One of his hands came up under her and started to play with her nipple again. Liza’s hips started to push back in the same slow, steady rhythm of Anthony’s movements.

  “Harder, faster,” she said in a breathy voice.

  “As you wish,” he replied to her.

  His pace picked up as he moved faster in and out of her. “Oh yes, keep going, I need to cum,” she said a little louder.

  His hand moved back to her hips as things quickened. Now she was on the verge again and pretty sure so was he. He was groaning as he continued moving within her. Just as soon as she heard him, her body burst as another forceful orgasm took over her. He kept moving and her arms started trembling as she held on to the desk for dear life. His body tensed as he exploded deep inside her, the motions slowing down and then stopping. He just paused for a moment catching his breath, his body laying down on hers.

  “Oh my God, I can’t believe we just did that,” she said as she caught her breath.

  “You sure did, right here in your office.”

  Liza wiggled out from under him, realizing she had lost all track of time. Grabbing her phone, she looked at the time. It was nine-thirty in the morning and the office would be filled with people in a few. Her cheeks turned red at the thought of being discovered.

  “You have to get out of here,” she said to him, hooking her bra back and re-buttoning her shirt.

  “Sure thing but you might want me to get dressed first.”

  How could she have done this? This was so wrong on so many different levels. She searched for her panties and found them in no condition to be put back on so she went and stuck them in her purse. Straightening her skirt she smoothed it out then looked over at Anthony to see if he was dressed. Thankfully he was done and could leave now. She watched as Anthony picked up his bag and slung his leather jacket over his shoulder. He turned and gave her a wink as he opened the door.

  Right then Candace was walking down the hall. “Oh Anthony, I didn’t see you come in this morning.”

  Liza was pretty sure the woman did a hair flip just then. “I came in early. I had some business to discuss with Liza,” he said in a smooth tone.

  Candace looked in at her and said, “Oh I see.” Her tone sounded a bit brusque and the look on her face showed she was remembering a locked door and some strange noise.

  Anthony had this smirk on his face while Candace had a scowl on hers and all Liza could think of was that this was going to be another one of those days. She decided to just go along and get to the business at hand. The Senator was supposed to speak at a reception and it was going to be a big affair.

  She heard laughter as Anthony and the Senator spoke in his office. A feeling of pa
nic went through her. What if he was sharing his story of the conquest? That couldn’t be happening; she had to put that out of her mind. Anthony could not share stories with his boss like that even if he was his godfather. Still, the laughter had her on edge and she thought about casually strolling by the office. However, the Senator’s office was at the end of the hall. There was no reason to just walk by, she had to be going there for a specific reason.

  Liza stayed in her office most of the day, avoiding both Anthony and Candace. It was almost lunchtime when she finally stepped out to go to the break room. That’s when the Senator caught up with her in the hall. He was walking down with Anthony.

  “We’re going to lunch, Liza would you like to come with us.”

  “Thank you, but I brought my lunch today,” she said while avoiding eye contact.

  “Alright then. We’ll be back in about two hours.”

  As she made her way to the refrigerator to retrieve her salad, she heard Anthony speaking. “Hey Candace, you’re coming to lunch, right?”

  “Oh of course. How could I turn down an invitation to have lunch with two very handsome men?”

  Liza wanted to gag but instead grabbed her water and sat down at a table. Candace poked her head in, “Liza, you’ll answer the phones for me, right?”

  “Oh sure, no problem.”

  “Great.”

  Yeah, great! Liza thought as Candace walked out. Taking her lunch to the front desk, she started in on her salad. Luckily, it was quiet for the three hours everyone was gone. Liza should have been infuriated that they took so long. However, it was nice and quiet and she had a very productive day. She was on the phone when they strolled in and Candace was laughing and holding on to Anthony’s arm.

  Liza didn’t say a word. Instead, she picked up her water bottle and made her way back to her office. She had just settled in when Anthony poked his head in the door.

  “Do you need something?” she asked in the most professional tone she could muster.

  “I brought you a little something special,” he said, waiting for her to look up. When she didn’t, he walked over and put an enormous slice of cheesecake dripping with red sauce and covered with strawberries. Her favorite.