“Thanks, John. I’ll text him right now.”

I hang up from my weekly call with my accountant, John Palmer. I need to text our on-call IT guy so he can give John the password into our network to check for any snags in our financial documents. I never want to face an audit, and I make sure to stay on top of my shit.

I reach into the breast pocket of my jacket. Fuck, where the fuck is my phone?

I open the drawers to my desk and I come up empty.

Fuck, not again. I’m always leaving my fucking cell phone in weird fucking places.

I dial my cell number on my office phone. Maybe someone has it and can let me know where to find it. I feel fucking lost without it.

My cock twitches in my pants when a seductive yet cool voice answers on the other end.

“Hello?” she breathes out with electric energy.

“Piper?” I say with surprise.

“That’s right, it’s Piper, answering your cell phone.” She laughs wickedly as if she has a dirty little secret she wants to share with me. I imagine her long, slender tan legs wrapped around my waist, and I want to be a part of every secret she has to offer.

I can feel her smiling with delight on the other end.

“Why the fuck do you have my phone?” I ask in a strained voice.

“Why the fuck do you think I have it?” she snarls into the phone with a venomous bite that also has a ring of sarcasm.

“I’m not really sure, but I like talking to you,” I say and smile too. I get the sneaking suspicion that she may want to flirt a little with me.

“Um…hello…” she says with mock condescension. “Do you not remember fucking three models and splattering your hot cum all over my office, or did I just dream that up?”

“It sounds like a great fucking dream to me. Why don’t we do it again? Only this time, you’ll be there joining us.”

Piper scoffs. “No thanks.”

There’s a moment of silence between us that has enough sexual tension to pull me right through the phone and into her pussy.

“So is that a no or do you want to think about it?” I say with a grin.

“You are so fucking terrible.” She sighs playfully into the phone. “Don’t you ever quit?”

“I never quit,” I say with a flare of arrogance. “I always get my way,” I add for good measure.

I want Piper. Let’s be real, I’ve wanted her from the first day I met her, and in this moment I make a fucking bet with myself to have her by the end of the week. And I never lose a bet.

“This is actually perfect,” I say as an idea pops into my head.

“What’s perfect?” Piper asks quizzically.

“This means I’ll have to come by your office to get my phone back. We can have some fun when I get there,” I say mischievously.

Piper laughs. “What makes you think I’ll be here?”

“Aw, come on. Don’t you want to see me too?” I flirt.

“In your dreams, Zane,” she retorts, but I can tell I’m having an effect on her by the way her voice trembles.

“You use your sex appeal to make me squirm, don’t you?” I get right to the fucking point with this girl.

“If I have any sex appeal, why would I use it to charm someone such as yourself?” she says coolly.

I let out a loud, whoopin laugh. “Did you not see how huge my cock is when you walked in on us? Doesn’t that look like a lot of fun? Come on, Piper…don’t pretend you don’t want to play with my fuck stick.”

Piper roars with laughter. “Oh my god, is that what you call it? Fucking seriously?”

“I can call it whatever the fuck you want me to,” I whisper with eagerness into the phone, knowing I’m fucking tempting her with my words.

“I don’t want to call it anything,” she says. And I can feel her rolling her eyes, but I also know she fucking enjoys flirting back.

She’s fucking sexy as hell, and I imagine hiking up her skirt and fucking her clit with my tongue while she moans and wails and cums all over my face. She’s a naughty girl; I just need to bring it out of her somehow.

You know those games I play? Well, I need to up my game and fuck the actual CEO this time. Forget the fucking little bitches that work under her. I’m going for gold, baby.

“Well, if you want your damn phone, you are going to have to come to me to get it,” she says with an air of finality.

“I’ll gladly come for it.” I’m dripping with sexual innuendos.

“Is that a fact?” she says, and I sense she’s not ready to hang up yet. Gladly, I’ll talk to this fucking sexy girl all fucking day long.

“You know I can and I will,” I respond.

“Well, the models sure seemed like they enjoy you.” She laughs. “Too bad I’m going to have to fucking fire their little bitch asses.”

“What? You won’t do it. You’re bluffing,” I say.

“I’m not bluffing!” she shouts. “Zane, they had sex on my fucking desk.”

“Yeah, but it was with me,” I say, as if that makes some fucking difference.

“They can’t get away with it. Sorry,” she says flatly.

“Are you going to tell me you weren’t even slightly turned on by walking in on us?” I grin and eagerly wait for her response.

Dead silence from Piper. I can literally hear the fucking crickets.

“You are, aren’t you?” I say and bite my lip as my cock continues to swell.

“That’s beside the point.” Piper totally fucking dismisses me. “I’m the fucking CEO, and I have a business to run here.”

“Calm down. No need to get your panties in a bunch. In fact, you might as well just take them off,” I say because I know Piper likes me too much to fire me, even if she’s bad at expressing that fact.

I’m fucking untouchable, and I fucking know it.

“Whatever, asshole,” she breathes into the phone. “I have shit to do today. Are you coming to get your phone or not?”

“I’ll be there faster than you can say Zane Tanner is a fucking hot piece of ass,” I say.

“I’m not going to say that, but nice try.” She hangs up, and she leaves me hanging with a rock-hard boner throbbing in my pants.

I chuckle to myself. Because you know what comes next, right? That’s right, baby. Turn the fucking page. You don’t want to miss this.