"Probably because this is a workplace and I'm not about to get caught on my knees with a male genital in my mouth."
"Nigga, this your shit. If they walk in on you sucking dick, that's they problem- matter of fact let me give you some head so they know they boss getting good dick and head." He stood up and placed on his hands on back and the other crept inside the jeans I was wearing rubbing me through my panties. I tried my best not to moan but this man was dangerous. 
"Stop it because if someone walks in-" I said trying to remove his hand that kept rubbing my clit in circles through my underwear while he left kisses on my neck and jawline. 
"Let them watch." He whispered and I moaned the second his lips attached themselves to mine and his fingers moved my panties over, giving him complete access to what he wanted. My hips started moving in circles while his fingers slowly entered and his thumb rub my clit in circles.
"Shiiiit, Chris," 
"You want some dick right now, baby?" He mumbled against my lips. He had on these gray sweatpants which made it essy for you to see his bulge in them and my hands couldn't help but rub all over it.
I didn't even answer him and just slid my hand in his pants right when the door to my office opened and we jumped apart. I turned my head and seen that new girl Brianna standing in the doorway like she just seen a ghost or something.
"Um, Nadia-"
"Girl, leave!" 
"Sorry!" She closed the door leaving me and Chris alone again and I turned to look at him who was holding in a laugh while adjusting his sweatpants. I told his ass someone was going to come in and he didn't listen.
Since we got back together, the sex been hitting a million times more than if we was just fucking as friends with benefits so it was so hard to keep our hands to ourselves.
"You taste good...you been eating pineapples?" He licked his fingers and I hit his arm making him chuckle. "Nah, but who was that? She looked familiar."
"One of your little girlfriends from Europe. Remember that?" I teased while fixing my pants. 
"Hmm...so what she doing working for you?"
"...Working for me, duh. She had good qualifications and I needed someone for the job a long time ago so here she is."
"What happened? The last person quit or sum?"
"Got fired...she loved telling the rest of the employees that she fucked you." My office wasn't even a big one. I had about only 15 employees total and that was enough to get the whole job done. I'm sure in the future I'll have one of them big ass buildings with 500 employees or whatever.
"Damn, what was her name?"
"Abby or something."
"Doesn't ring a bell,"
"Yeah, I bet." I shook my head and took a seat at my desk as he leaned on it being his nosy self and looking at my paperwork. His eye caught ahold of the paper that had my bank info on it and I seen his eyes widen.
"Damnnn, this how much you make? Let me hold $10, bae." I snatched the paper out his hand and pushed him off my desk.
"No, get out. You distracting me,"
"Let me chill. I ain't got shit else to do but get high, paint, and play the game. This break shit boring me that's why I'm always working." He explained and I shrugged.