She sat at her computer, working hard at organizing the new managers' schedule at the front desk. Felicia was a short woman, light brown hair, cute face with freckles and a figure to die for. And she knew it.
She typed away, gathering dates and times all together. Every once in a while, her finger would slip down and she'd catch herself. Most of the time. She flushed every time she thought about the night before. It was a treat to herself, her birthday being only two days away. Felicia couldn't find a steady boyfriend but even then, it'd been a while since she had gotten laid. Her former manager suited just fine in a pinch but then he stepped his bounds with another employee who wasn't as...open and that nice, strapping, young CEO-wannabe went right out the door.
Felicia quickly redid her skirt buttons and went back to typing. There was no time for that now. She had a date after work and the clock was ticking.
After a couple more hours of emails, typing, and edging, she finally gathered her reports and left them on the desk, trying to get out of the manager's office quickly. He skimmed them and nodded, giving her a strange look as she stammered a thanks, then waved her off. Felicia quickly clocked out and went for her car.
She pulled out her phone as she placed the key into the ignition and skimmed the messages. That red-head was amazing and he was down for another night, just with her. Felicia expected a dozen messages after they'd sexted most of the morning, however the man had left just one over the eight hours she'd been at work.
[Firecrotch] - Busy. Maybe another day.
She slammed the phone into her horn, eliciting a loud blare. She cringed, looking around, then without another thought, started the car and made her way home.
She turned the car off in her driveway, sighing with frustration. She wanted so badly to be relieved at least once more before she went back to her dry spell.
Felicia gathered herself, opening the door when her phone buzzed.
[Unknown Number] - Hey, I hope this is that lovely little lady I tried fooling with last night. Not sure if you'll remember me, it was towards the end of the night. I'm down for some fun if you're more open to it than you were last night. <3
Felicia shook her head. She couldn't place who it was but at this point, she wanted something. She foresaw a long drought ahead and anything would do. And it was better than going to the bar because at least she had been with this person once already.
[F.] - I'm open to you jogging my memory. I'm still in my car, where can I pick you up?
A long moment passed. Felicia almost couldn't take it. It was only two or so minutes later but it seemed like half an hour had passed before her phone buzzed again.
[Unknown Number] - 10th and Carson. I'll be wearing my Sunday best. Dinner first?
Felicia smiled to herself.
[F.] - Dinner second.
She typed away, gathering dates and times all together. Every once in a while, her finger would slip down and she'd catch herself. Most of the time. She flushed every time she thought about the night before. It was a treat to herself, her birthday being only two days away. Felicia couldn't find a steady boyfriend but even then, it'd been a while since she had gotten laid. Her former manager suited just fine in a pinch but then he stepped his bounds with another employee who wasn't as...open and that nice, strapping, young CEO-wannabe went right out the door.
Felicia quickly redid her skirt buttons and went back to typing. There was no time for that now. She had a date after work and the clock was ticking.
After a couple more hours of emails, typing, and edging, she finally gathered her reports and left them on the desk, trying to get out of the manager's office quickly. He skimmed them and nodded, giving her a strange look as she stammered a thanks, then waved her off. Felicia quickly clocked out and went for her car.
She pulled out her phone as she placed the key into the ignition and skimmed the messages. That red-head was amazing and he was down for another night, just with her. Felicia expected a dozen messages after they'd sexted most of the morning, however the man had left just one over the eight hours she'd been at work.
[Firecrotch] - Busy. Maybe another day.
She slammed the phone into her horn, eliciting a loud blare. She cringed, looking around, then without another thought, started the car and made her way home.
She turned the car off in her driveway, sighing with frustration. She wanted so badly to be relieved at least once more before she went back to her dry spell.
Felicia gathered herself, opening the door when her phone buzzed.
[Unknown Number] - Hey, I hope this is that lovely little lady I tried fooling with last night. Not sure if you'll remember me, it was towards the end of the night. I'm down for some fun if you're more open to it than you were last night. <3
Felicia shook her head. She couldn't place who it was but at this point, she wanted something. She foresaw a long drought ahead and anything would do. And it was better than going to the bar because at least she had been with this person once already.
[F.] - I'm open to you jogging my memory. I'm still in my car, where can I pick you up?
A long moment passed. Felicia almost couldn't take it. It was only two or so minutes later but it seemed like half an hour had passed before her phone buzzed again.
[Unknown Number] - 10th and Carson. I'll be wearing my Sunday best. Dinner first?
Felicia smiled to herself.
[F.] - Dinner second.
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