Her Boss Is Tall And Handsome And Older Than Her.

…morning after…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.

restlesslibido: Tonight’s the auction. Everyone going up on the block is supposed to wear pink, in line with the charity’s branding. This is all the pink she has. The t-shirt is from a friend’s bachelorette party. It’s soft and baggy, with the word squad written across the front in silver letters. The miniskirt is something she bought herself on impulse not long after we first started dating. She wore it under a long overcoat and made sure to arrive after me, so she could watch me watch her take her jacket off. The last time she wore it was out to drinks with some people from my work, spending the entire evening chatting with my co-workers and remaining torturously out of reach. That is, until, half-mad with lust, I followed her into the candle-lit bathroom and took her against the sink. That was a year ago. Since then, it has hung, forlorn and forgotten, in the back of her closet. So what do you think? she says and she does a turn. The twinkle in her eye tells me she knows exactly what I think. It’s such a shame you won’t be able to make it, she adds, giving me a pout. Unavoidable work obligation. I grit my teeth. It is, I say, but I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time anyway. And raise lots of money, she says. Undoubtedly, I say. She gives me a chaste peck on the cheek, then turns to go. Don’t wait up, she says.

…might be a long wait…{blushing}…<3 emmie @ le cocu quotidien.