Once I get to work, I’m not as excited as I was at home. Sure, I’m anxious to tell the partners about Erin and me, but, I have a feeling that they won’t be as happy for us as I am. They have called a special meeting and I know they suspect something between Erin and me.
I’ve begun to wonder why I’ve even bothered to keep it a secret. Asher has known all along. Katie has undoubtedly told Damien. That just leaves Garrett, who has had issues of his own due to having knocked up his secretary Carolina, and Cameron, and I don’t know why I’ve been so afraid of him. I see how he is with Ruby, and he should understand that I’m in love.
I can’t get the thought of this morning’s hot sex off my mind. I love to fuck Erin without a condom and see my cum inside her. I’ve been thinking I need to put a baby in her, just like Garrett did Carolina. Why should he get to have all the fun?
But first, I know I need to marry her or her parents will never forgive me. It’s not that I don’t want to marry her, because I do; it’s just that they’re a lot more old fashioned about this stuff than I am. And they’ve been remarkably understanding about our whole situation, so the least I can do is follow the order of things in the way that they’d prefer. Plus, it will probably be awhile until we can have a baby, since Erin wants to go to college.
When I get to work, all the partners are once again seated in our meeting room. Ron actually called this meeting, so it’s the perfect opportunity for me to tell them all about Erin and me. Garrett is the last to arrive. He always looks like he’s lost in his own world these days, undoubtedly thinking about how he’s about to become a father. Once we’re all seated, Ron bolts out of his seat and goes to the front of the room to make his announcement.
“As you all know, we’re in an image crisis currently. And anything that threatens our image needs to be squashed immediately. First, Garrett went and knocked up his assistant, but at least that situation is being handled now. We need to protect this firm we built together—”
“Can you get to the point, Ron,” Asher says, chiding his best friend since childhood. “All of us have a lot of work to do. There’s no use protecting a firm that isn’t making money due to all of its named partners sitting around talking about protecting the firm.”
“Of course, of course. I’ve called you all here today to tell you about my deep suspicions that Jim has been sleeping with one of our employees, nineteen year old Erin Richardson. As you all probably remember, Erin quit earlier this year, but since then she’s back and I’m not sure if she’s blackmailing him or he’s made sleeping with him a condition of her employment, but either one would be very bad and I have noticed how much time they spend together in his office. Now if this were to get out, it would look very bad.”
It takes him a minute to realize that Asher and I are chuckling.
“What?” he demands. “What is so fucking funny? I thought we had all agreed to work on our firm’s image problem but I bring up this serious issue and you guys are laughing?”
“Well, for your information Ron, Erin and I are in a serious relationship. In fact, we live together, and I’ve just proposed.”
“Woah, buddy!” Asher exclaims, giving me a high five. “Congratulations. I did not know about that development.”
“It just happened this morning,” I tell him.
“What?” Ron demands. “You knew, and didn’t tell me?”
“Oh, come on, Ron,” Asher says. “It wasn’t my secret to tell. I think that Jameson did a great job of hiding it, compared to how it was for you and me. I think you should be giving him kudos for keeping it under wraps until it was stable enough to announce to everyone. And, really, our image problem isn’t much of a problem, if all of us are happily coupled.”
Ron shakes his head at first, but he seems unable to stop himself from smiling.
“I guess you’re right.”
He clears his throat, looking a bit sheepish.
“I forgot how it was for us at first. I’m glad that you found something similar, Jim. And that it didn’t hurt the firm’s reputation.”
“There you go,” Garrett says, slowly clapping. “The best friends all made up. Now we can get back to work.”
“That we can,” I say, standing up. Even though I know that Garrett is only anxious to get back to seeing Carolina. I know the feeling. “If we’re done here, I’d like to go see my bride.”
They all stand up and come over to me. Ron gives me a pat on the back and I get a handshake from Garrett.
I can’t help but hurry down the hall. I head down to my office and find Erin sitting on my desk. A huge smile breaks across her face as I enter and I know things went well for her too. I close the door behind me and she jumps down once I reach her.
“It would seem we were both successful in our goal to deliver our good news.”
She wraps her hands around my neck and we share a kiss.
We break apart and she takes my hand and leads me to my chair.
“Why don’t you sit down?”
She says it suggestively and I wonder what she has in mind. I take my seat. Erin kneels in front of me, her body slightly under my desk. She unzips my pants and takes my cock out.
“And what are you doing?”
“Well, I always love to taste you and now seems like the perfect time.”
“As good as any time,” I tell her.
And before I can say anything more, she wraps her mouth around the head of my penis and, my God, it feels glorious. I’m not going to lie, this is one of my favorite things that she does. She sucks on my big cock and I have to grip the edge of my chair to keep from losing control. She licks up my shaft, when there is a knock at the door. She stills and I can hear a feminine voice on the other side.
“Jim!” It’s Katie, who opens the door without waiting for a reply. Erin is hiding under my desk. The thrill of almost getting caught is quite exhilarating, even if she and I are official now. “I just wanted to tell you I heard the good news, and I’m glad you took my advice.”
I glance down at Erin and see she has a mischievous look on her face. This might not end well. She takes her thumb and starts to rub my tip with it. My hands grip my seat tighter.
“Thank you, Katie, I appreciate your advice.”
I can barely concentrate on talking right now. Erin has begun to play with my balls and I’m afraid I’m going to come right then and there.
“No worries, no worries. I just wanted to say congrats!”
I just need her to leave. I’m about to explode.
“Thanks, Katie.”
Now, please go.
“You’re welcome, Jim. Any time. I’m very happy for you and Erin.”
I just look at her until she finally takes the hint and leaves my office. Once he’s gone, I grab the back of Erin’s head and turn it up towards me.
“And what were you doing?”
Trying to get us caught, no doubt.
“I was having fun…” I let go of her hair and she puts her lips back on my cock and brings it back and forth in her mouth. Her tongue swirls on my tip and I can feel that I’m on the edge.
“Dear God, Erin. I’m going to come.” She moves her mouth faster and I think she intends to swallow. My semen pours out of me and into her mouth and she sucks me dry, swallowing every last drop.
“Fuck!” I exclaim. It feels so good when she sucks me off like that.
When I’m done, she places my cock back in my pants and zips me up. Then she stands up and gives me kiss, so I can taste myself in her mouth.
“Am I still good?” she asks.
“You were amazing.” She smiles and sits in my lap. “Why don’t I take you home, so we can have a little more fun.”
She nods and we leave the office. Everything has fallen into place and I couldn’t be happier.
“I guess I am that lucky,” Erin mumbles.
“What?” She turns to me with a tiny smile.
“It’s just, I feel like everything is going well.”
I take her hand and give it a squeeze. Life is good indeed.
“Where do you think we should get married?” she asks me.
I shrug, and think about the church we’ve been going to. It’s a new-fangled liberal one, with no Pastor Nichols in sight, thank goodness. In fact, it has a female pastor—Jan Tarrington, who talks about how even though human beings are imperfect, God loves us and makes us whole. It’s kind of nice, doing wholesome things like attending church with Erin and her parents… even though it’s even better to get down and dirty with her later on.
“I don’t know,” I tell her. “But I think as long as Pastor Jan is officiating instead of Pastor Nichols, we’ll be off to a good start.”
“Agreed.”
She laughs that sweet, innocent yet hearty laughter that I love, the one that blends with mine so well.
“I love you, Erin Richardson.”
“I love you too, Jameson. And by the way, make that soon to be Erin Reed.”
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