Pampered Pleasures
I’m at work in my office when the man in my life pops his head around the corner. ‘Are you free for lunch?’ Half asleep from working my ass off these past couple of months I jump in surprise at his voice then smile at him, ‘I’m always free for you,’ which he knows is a lie because I’ve been skipping or working through most of my lunches for weeks. After shutting everything down and locking the door to my office he leads me out to his car and heads out of the city. With the heat on inside and...