Erotic Gems

Ruby’s Lusty Lunch-Break

A bad day at the office takes an exciting and Erotic turn when Ruby takes her lunch break. Although, relish may lead to regret once lunchtime is over.

Ruby’s Lusty Lunch-Break

Chapter 1

Ruby sat at her desk, scrolling through lists of accounts on her computer. The City Office Bank, where the twenty-one-year-old admin assistant worked, was uncommonly quiet today. The office staff were busy sorting through corporate accounts for an important visit from the bank’s regional manager, Eric Tyle. Even Safire, Ruby’s easy-going best friend, sat at the desk opposite the admin assistant, unusually hard at work. Their team leader, Crysta, had been more difficult to work with than usual since hearing about the regional manager’s looming visit. She was still flapping and fussing about the department now. The highhanded brunette had instructed her entire department to arrive at work an hour earlier today; which they did - reluctantly. But although Crysta’s staff said nothing, they all knew her true motive behind their early start. The team leader often liked to flaunt her management skills by getting her staff to undertake arduous tasks. She also liked to take all the credit for managing such a hardworking team – usually whilst complaining about how difficult her staff were to motivate. The shady team leader would do just about anything to boost her chances of another promotion. Crysta was three years older than Ruby and Safire. She had been an employee of City Office Bank since finishing high school and had worked her way up to becoming the youngest team leader in the office. The territorial highflier was extremely wary of competition; especially when it appeared in the guise of a younger colleague who might threaten her position. Hence, she ran her department with a condescending whip and was always ready to shine, even if it meant dimming someone else’s light.

However, not everyone in her department fell prey to her condescending ways. Being a perfectionist by nature, Ruby prized herself for being highly organised in both her personal and professional life. A trait which had a tendency to push Crysta’s buttons and often brought the team leader dangerously close to unprofessional behaviour. Today was no exception; even with the earlier start, Ruby had made it to work before her seething team leader. Losing an hour’s sleep was not something everyone in the department adjusted to easily. By 9:45am, nearly every desk had a stack of used coffee cups or empty energy drink cans on it. Most of the department had arrived at work on time, although some of the known stragglers looked as though they had just rolled out of bed. Despite her staff’s efforts to come into work early, Crysta was quick to criticise the appearance of anyone who did not meet her high expectations. Safire had arrived at work wearing trainers, as she’d had to run to catch a bus. The adorable blonde hadn’t made it to her desk before her hawk-eyed team leader pulled her up for incorrect footwear. Crysta demanded that Safire put on formal office shoes or keep her feet hidden beneath her desk for the entire duration of the regional manager’s visit.

“I’m positive Cranky-Crysta’s glasses have satellite vision installed,” Safire decided, clearly sore after her long dressing down from the team leader.

Ruby giggled, “Don’t be mean, Saffie,” she chided.

 “I’m serious. The crank sees everything,” she huffed, clearly irritated. “They’re not even prescription lenses.”

“And how do you know?” Ruby responded curiously, combing her fingers through her long, loose hair.

Safire’s blue eyes sparkled the way they always did whenever she retold a snip of gossip. “I overheard her talking to the accounts manager yesterday. Crysta’s only wearing them because she thinks they make her look more intelligent,” the blonde informed, pushing out her full pink lips with a disbelieving puff.

       Ruby chuckled. “Well, I think they go rather well with the gigantic necklace the human resources manager bought for her when he went on holiday. Just ask her all about it-”.

       “God no!” Safire interjected, with an expression of sheer pain. “Everybody’s heard that story at least four times already,” she chuckled. Her eye dropped to Ruby’s chest and then widened at her best friend’s attire. “Anyway, just how did you get away with wearing that see-through blouse into work?” Safire pointed out, eyeing her friend’s outfit with a curious smirk. “My trainers are black and harder to spot, but Crysta’s binocular eyes still zoomed in on them. So exactly how did she miss your red laced DD’s in that see-through blouse?”

 Ruby shrugged and grinned naughtily. “Crysta must have been too busy telling everyone else off to notice.” Safire shook her head as she grinned at her daring bestie like the naughty girl she knew she was. Though it was obvious from Safire’s expression she expected Ruby’s luck to be short-lived. With a playful poke of her tongue, the slender redhead stood up and flicked her long, straight locks back over her shoulder. “Tea?” she offered.

Safire nodded, eyeing Ruby from head to toe with a fond smile when her bestie walked past her desk. “How did you get up an hour early and still look like you stepped out of a catalogue?” she marveled, after the taller, smartly dressed girl as she took several steps towards the staff kitchen.  

With a cheeky wink, Ruby teased, “Oh, I woke up like this,” before walking away with a genial grin on her fair face.

Still smiling, Ruby checked her reflection in the mirrored tiles above the kitchen worktop whilst she made two mugs of tea. Her flawless hair fell in straitened strands about her heart-shaped face and her makeup was immaculate, as always. She took a few steps back to admire her charcoal-grey pencil skirt. It hugged her narrow waist and the shapely swell of her bum perfectly. This morning, Ruby had combined the grey skirt with a white collarless blouse that had small buttons down the front that fastened just below her cleavage. She had noticed that the blouse was a little transparent in her bedroom mirror this morning, but Ruby decided to wear it anyway, just so she could peek down and see the racy red lace of her sexy new bra. She had bought the bra and thong set whilst shopping at the mall with her five best girlfriends over the weekend and she just couldn’t wait to wear it. Ruby loved lingerie more than any other items of clothing and this bra even had a matching thong with Swarovski crystals, hand sewn, into the tiny straps. She fell in love with her new bra all over again when she tried it on this morning and couldn’t bear to take it off. The clear crystals had sparkled mesmerically and the sexy lace cups pushed her teardrop-shaped breasts up to just the right height. But the most wonderful thing about the underwear set was that it was red. Red was not just Ruby’s nickname, it was her favourite colour. Her long, thick hair was a dark, auburn red and her lipstick, nail polish and bedsheets were always red. In fact, most of her wardrobe was red. Wearing anything red always made the admin assistant feel sexy.

Admittedly, the office was probably not the right setting for such a sexy bra and thong set. But then, today was forecast to be a total shitter with some stuffy old regional manager prowling about the departments. Ruby had never met this, Eric Tyle, but her colleague’s reaction to his visit indicated that his presence in the office was not something anyone was looking forward to. With this in mind, Ruby decided that if wearing her beautiful lingerie to work would make her feel happy and sexy all day, then she would wear it with relish and to hell with anyone who criticised her for it. She gripped the two mugs firmly and headed back to her department.

Chapter 2

“You know that your red bra is clearly visible under that blouse, right?” Crysta both asked and accused Ruby as she handed Safire her tea. Ruby’s hopes of getting away with her risqué underwear were instantly crushed. Ruby spotted Safire quietly sniggering behind Crysta’s back and had to look away to avoid her friend’s infectious laughter. Surviving a Crysta rant required keeping a stone-faced composure.

Ruby set her tea mug down on her desk and put on a convincing, shocked expression. “It wasn’t visible at home,” she lied. “It must be this artificial office light,” she offered in her defence, squinting her pretty green eyes up at the LED panel above her.

“No, it’s not the lighting. This is what happens when you wear red under white. Everyone knows that,” she sneered. Crysta’s face suddenly squeezed together into a more serious expression. “You need to change. If senior management sees you, they’ll think I don’t know how to manage my staff.”

Safire rolled her eyes behind her self-interested team leader’s back. “It’s really not that visible, Crysta-”

“Says the temp who wore trainers into work this morning!” Crysta shot back, rounding on Ruby’s loyal friend. “So keep quiet and remember to keep your feet firmly under your desk,” Crysta reiterated.

“But what if I need the ladies?” Safire countered.

 Crysta’s eyes narrowed on the blonde intensely until the blue-eyed girl gradually looked away in defeat. “Hold it!” she advised in a low, threatening voice. “Think, Safire! Just one call from me to your agency and you won’t be working here anymore. You can kiss your little holiday to Cornwall bye-bye,” she added with a patronising scrunch of her nose. Safire closed her mouth and ground her teeth quietly in disgruntlement. She had only taken this job to save money for a trip to Cornwall to see her Great Aunt Safire, (whom they named her after).

Turning her attention back to Ruby, the uptight young woman instructed, “I suggest you take your lunch break now.” Unlike Safire, Ruby’s contract with the bank was permanent, so Crysta could not threaten her with her job. But before the admin assistant could open her mouth to protest, Crysta picked Ruby’s handbag off of her desk and hooked it over the redhead’s arm with a false smile. “I know; why don’t you take two hours - since you came in early today?” she added.

“Oh…ok,” Ruby replied awkwardly. “Are you sure? It’s just - I thought you needed all hands on deck today,” Ruby questioned, quoting the team leader’s exact words from earlier back to her.

“Don’t worry about that. The department is practically up to date now. Anyway, you don’t live far, do you?” she asked, then quickly waved her hand in dismissal before Ruby could answer. “So maybe just go home and get a cardigan or a waistcoat, perhaps a thick, woolly jumper,” she suggested, smiling crookedly.

“A cardigan?” Ruby repeated curiously, grabbing her phone off of her desk. Only last week, Crysta banned her staff from wearing cardigans, as she claimed they did not look professional enough for office work. Crysta placed her hand against Ruby’s back and steered the red head gently but firmly towards the door.

“Yes, you look so cold in that thin blouse,” said the team leader. The human resources manager walked past and Crysta’s sarcastic tone suddenly changed to a softer pitch. “Thank you, Ruby - have a pleasant lunch,” she wished sweetly, putting on a warm and friendly smile. The second the manager walked out of sight, Crysta’s fake smile fell off her face. “I’ll see you in two hours,” she insisted in her usual condescending tone, shooing Ruby out of the department door. The team leader closed the door behind the gobsmacked admin assistant, who had no choice but to walk down the wide, empty corridor to the lift. With a curt puff of annoyance, Ruby pressed the button next to the elevator door and checked the time on her phone as she waited for the lift to come. It was only 10:05am, and Crysta had the nerve to call it a lunch break, she thought to herself. The elevator doors parted and she walked inside the glass lift and pushed the button for the ground floor. Unable to resist a mirror, Ruby turned and studied her reflection in the one on the wall opposite her.

“Ok, perhaps this bra is too sexy for the office,” she admitted aloud with a small chuckle to herself. She took her red lipstick out of her bag and applied it to her smiling lips. As the elevator stopped on the ground floor, Ruby put the lipstick back inside her handbag and quickly smoothed down her pencil skirt in front of the mirror. The doors opened and the sound of Ruby’s stilettos tapping against the blue marble floor echoed through the expansive foyer. She looked up at the huge, glass wall panels of the high-rise office as she walked towards the exit. The cloudy sky outside looked ominous. Ruby paused in her tracks, suddenly realising she had left her red coat upstairs on the chair at her desk. She did not relish the thought of getting wet - if it rained. But she liked the idea of trying to explain her reappearance to her overbearing team leader even less. On reflexion, Ruby left her coat behind and hurried to the security barriers in front of the exit. Using her employee pass, she let herself out of the building through the main double doors.

The busy road in front of the high-rise office was wet and it looked like the rain had only recently stopped. A chill descended as the thick autumn clouds blanketed the London sky and, although it wasn’t raining, Ruby wished she had her coat. The admin assistant glanced down at her black suede stilettos and silently cursed Cranky Crysta for sending her home. It was a 15-minute walk to the nearest train station and then a half-hour walk from her stop to her flat. Ruby took a deep breath and began her long walk home.

Before she had taken two steps down the pavement, an enormous wave of cold water sprayed over the smartly dressed young woman, covering her from head to toe. The soaked redhead stood stiff with cold and shock by the roadside with her mouth gaping wide open. Ruby blinked rapidly to squeeze the water out of her eyes and then gasped out loud in horror when she looked down and saw her drenched clothes and shoes.

“I’m so sorry,” the driver of a brand-new sports car got out of his car and apologised, but Ruby was too stunned by the state of her sopping wet clothes to look at him. The cute frills on the hem of her skirt were flat and her soaked white blouse was speckled with road gravel. It was the sight of her perfectly straightened hair laying in flat, wet curls on her chest that detonated Ruby’s temper.

       “You should be!” she screamed. “Look at my hair - my clothes – they’re ruined. And just look at the state of my red-bottom stilettos,” she scolded angrily, pulling off one of her drenched shoes to drain the water out of it. The wet shoe slid out of her hand and floated down the road into the rain-filled gutter. Ruby hopped after the stiletto frantically on her shoed foot, but she was too late. The current swept the shoe into a drain under the pavement. After inhaling a long deep breath, the cold, drenched woman turned to the motorist, who had caused all of this to unleash a fuming rant. But the moment her blazing, green eyes narrowed on the driver’s striking good looks, her breath broke off halfway through her angry exhale. He was tall, older and very attractive; like a well-groomed silver fox.

The man’s piercing blue eyes filled with concern as he approached her. “This is all my fault. You’re soaked. Come, please let me take you to wherever you’re going. I’m so sorry,” he apologised again. When Ruby finally exhaled, she realised that her mouth was still wide open and quickly composed herself before she spoke.

“It’s ok, you don’t have to do that. I was just going home,” she informed in a soft voice, trying to shake off her wet handbag nonchalantly whilst tiptoeing on her bare foot to even out her awkward stance.

“Please let me drive you - I feel awful,” he pleaded, looking down at her soaked clothes. “It would make me feel better. I feel terrible that I’ve done this to you.” Ruby smiled sweetly.

“That’s very kind of you, but-”

Before she could finish her sentence, the man looked down at her feet and quickly interjected, “Miss, you can’t hop all the way home on one shoe,” he pointed out.

“Ok,” she agreed, eventually conceding with a grateful nod and he walked her to his car and opened the passenger door for her. Ruby sank into the comfortable black soft leather seat and basked in the unmistakable smell that only newly manufactured cars emit. The man with the fetching blue eyes closed the door, then ran back around to the driver’s side and got in.

“Do you live far?” he asked, starting up the car.

“It’s about fifteen minutes by car,” she responded. The driver scrolled through the apps on his touchscreen to access the sat nav and Ruby seized the opportunity to sneak a closer look at the handsome stranger. He had a clean-shaven face with a strong, masculine jawline, and his salt-and-pepper hair was expertly cut and faded. Ruby’s gaze wandered lower to check out the man’s lean, athletic bicep and enjoyed watching it bulge and ripple hypnotically under his shirt when he pressed the buttons on the screen. Her’s eyes ventured further down his arm, then to his fingers and she grinned with delight when she noticed the absence of a ring on his left hand.

“There,” he said at last. “Put your postcode into the sat nav,” he directed and his secretly smiling passenger inputted her address with her cold, shaking hands. The driver selected the address and waited for the screen to calculate the directions.

A shiver of cold gripped Ruby’s shoulders. “Would you mind if I tweak your knob?” she asked, only noticing how dirty her question sounded after she had said it. The handsome stranger’s eyes could not hide his amusement.

“Sure, I don’t mind you tweaking my knob. Where do you want it?” he asked. Ruby bit her lips to restrain a naughty smile and the silver fox grinned and rephrased his question, “I mean… where do you want the heat?”

“On my feet, please,” she responded, looking down at her cold, red polished toes. The good-looking driver pressed a red button and then turned the control knob. Ruby emitted a soft, sensual sigh when a blast of warm air filled the footwell and the driver couldn’t hold back a intrigued grin. The sat nav’s voice came through the car’s speakers and the silver fox followed its directions down the street.

“So, do you work around here?” he asked his passenger genially, attempting to steer the conversation away from any awkward topics.

“Yes, in the high-rise office,” she answered, “ Just in front of where you splashed me,” she added, trailing off into a quieter voice. The driver pulled his lips to one side awkwardly and sent her another apologetic look.

Ruby shook her head kindly. “It’s ok,” she assured him, feeling an involuntary squeezing inside her groin at the sexy squint of his striking blue eyes. Ruby kept her head as straight as she could on the road ahead so he would not suspect she was looking him over out of the corner of her eye. He was wearing a pair of navy suit trousers that fit his athletic physique perfectly and a pale blue shirt which emphasised the colour of his eyes. At a guess, Ruby estimated the man’s age to be in his mid-forties and his height, approximately 6” 3, which was just right for her 5” 9.

Whilst keeping a tight grip on the leather crested steering wheel, he unfastened the button on his long-sleeved shirt with his free hand. Ruby held her breath when the driver bared his tanned, muscular forearm by rolling the cuff up and over the athletic bulge to the crook of his elbow. The intrigued passenger began imaging what the rest of his body looked like. If those defined forearms were anything to go by, the body underneath that smart, tailored suit must be positively pussy-provoking.

Oblivious to the lusty thoughts of his passenger, the driver kept his gaze on the road, thinking of what to say to the beautiful, wet woman in his car. “Do you always go home on your lunch break?” he asked, trying harder to steer away from the subject of him accidentally splashing her.

“No, not really. My team leader suggested I go home and get a cardigan,” Ruby explained, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the mere mention of Crysta, as she did not want the handsome stranger to catch her making a less-than-pretty face.

“Why?” he asked curiously.

Ruby shrugged and sighed loudly. “Well (in her opinion). My underwear is visible under my blouse,” she explained, as the car pulled up outside of her block of flats.

 “Oh! Yes, I can see what she means,” the man verified, gazing down at her red bra through her wet blouse.

Ruby gasped and smiled at once at his bluntness. “Well, of course it is now! After you soaked me right down to my thong,” she verified. Her smile tugged at the corners of her open mouth and her fair cheeks blushed an appealing shade of dark pink.

The driver’s eyes squinted naughtily at his gorgeous, soaked passenger. “How do you know I wet your thong?” he asked in a soft, deep voice. The sexy smoulder of his pale blue eyes aroused Ruby so much that if her thong wasn’t wet before, it certainly was now.

“Because you soaked the rest of me,” she pointed out, looking into his mesmerising stare as she slowly pushed her long, wet tresses back over her shoulders. With her hair off of her chest, he observed the full extent of her soaked blouse. It was so wet he could see her skin right through the sheer, soaked fabric. The blouse clung so tightly to the round, swell of her breasts that the outline of her nipples was clearly visible, even beneath her red, lace bra. The cold must have caused them to harden.

“You’re cold,” he said, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from her nipples. “Let me help you inside,” he offered.

“Thank you,” Ruby agreed and the man got out of the car, then hurried to get the door for her. She took his offered hand and stepped out on her shoed foot.

“Here, let me help,” the gentleman insisted, lifting her easily into his muscular arms. While holding her securely, he turned and elbowed the car door shut.

“It’s this one,” the young woman directed, pointing to a door at the end of a well-kept lawn. The sky suddenly poured down with rain as he carried her quickly to the door. Ruby scrabbled inside her handbag for her phone and held it against the scanner to open the communal entrance door. The scanner flashed green with a bleep and the automatic door swung open. Ruby directed the muscular man carrying her up the stairs to the door of her apartment. Once he climbed the stairs, he placed her down on the red welcome mat in front of her flat. Ruby felt a flutter of lust stir beneath her red thong as he ran his fingers through his damp, thick hair. She was so distracted by the sexy sight that she fumbled to get the key into the lock on her front door.

“Come inside,” she invited once she finally unlocked it. The driver stepped into her immaculate, open-plan apartment and closed the door behind him. Her urban-modern, styled flat was tasteful and spacious, and the décor boasted her interests in art and classical music.

“Nice place!” he complimented, looking around with an impressed expression on his face. Ruby was thankful that she hadn’t left in too great a hurry this morning and that everything was neat and tidy.

“Thank you,” she responded, putting her handbag down on the oak wood dining table.

Her guest looked outside of the kitchen window at the pouring rain. “I can wait and drive you back to work once you’ve dried off,” he offered genially.

Ruby smiled. “That’s kind,” she responded, with her teeth chattering involuntarily from the cold, “but you don’t have to do that- I can take the train back. I’ve got until 12 pm,” she responded, clumsily pulling the hem of her drenched blouse out of her skirt with shivering fingers.

He leaned back against the wall and beamed warmly. “I’ll wait,” he insisted chivalrously. Ruby smiled in acceptance and then walked to the kitchen bin and threw her lone shoe inside.

“I’ll replace your shoes. Just tell me your size?” her guest promised, taking his phone out of his back pocket.

“I’m a size 6, but you really don’t have to. I have a similar pair I can wear back to work,” she responded politely.

“Will you please allow me to buy you a new pair to make up for the ones I so carelessly caused you to lose?” he pleaded with a charming smile. “You can say yes – or I can just send a pair here.” He winked charismatically. “I know where you live. So, the only question you need to answer is Christian Dior or Christian Louboutin?”

Ruby smiled in defeat. “I’ll let you choose. You’re clearly a man of good taste?” she complimented, trying hard to stop her pearl-white teeth from chattering. Ruby’s red polished fingers shivered from the chill of her wet clothes whilst she tried, unsuccessfully, to undo the buttons on her blouse.

“Would you help me take this off please?” she asked the attractive gentleman after failing to grip the tiny buttons several times.

“Sure,” he responded, crossing the room to her. He pushed her long, red hair gently back over her shoulders, out of the way, then unhooked the first of her small, white buttons. Ruby watched him unfasten her soaked blouse, one button after another, slowly revealing more and more of her body under the wet fabric. He pulled the last button open and the blouse fell apart, exposing a flawless pair of tear-shaped breasts in a sexy red brassiere.

“I’m not surprised your team leader sent you home. That bra was made for trouble,” he affirmed.

Ruby peeled the blouse from her wet body and let it fall to the floor. “You’re right,” she agreed. “Maybe you should take it off,” she suggested, pulling her hair forward and turning around for him. He unhooked the back strap of her lace brassiere effortlessly, reminding Ruby of why she preferred the skilled touch of an older man. Slowly, she reached for the sparkling straps at her shoulders and pulled the red bra down over her lean arms. The sparkling fabric slid over her hands and she let it fall to the floor, too. The man’s blue eyes travelled down her lean, naked back to the waist of the fitted pencil skirt that emphasised the gentle swell of her bum.

His attention was drawn to a tiny red lace strap that matched the bra on the floor. “That red thong looks like trouble too,” he noted with a long exhale that Ruby felt blow softly against her bare back.

“Would you help me get out of trouble?” she requested with an essence of innocence in the sexy husk of her voice. Her eyes closed with gratification the moment she felt his warm fingers against her cold back. He unzipped her skirt bit by bit and the enticing young woman bent forward to push it down her long, lean legs and onto the floor. Whilst still bending over in front of him, she stepped out of the skirt and a bulge strained against the crouch of his trousers as he continued to watch her.

“Definitely trouble,” he confirmed, glimpsing the visible effect her red thong was having on his cock. Ruby stood back up and turned around to face him. Her green eyes watched with enjoyment as his lusty blue gaze roamed the length and breadth of her almost naked body. “Double trouble!” he moaned, on seeing her fair, pearl-like breasts and small deep red nipples. Ruby’s eyes dropped to his soft, pale lips before she moved forward and softly grazed her mouth over his.

“Do you like trouble?” she asked, undoing the top button on his shirt with cold, shaking hands before he took over and unbuttoned the rest. He pulled his shirt open, baring his hard, chiselled torso. An arousing gust of his masculine fragrance infiltrated her nostrils and hit her sensual spot. He smelled so good. The scent he wore was so alluring, she felt like she’s had three glasses of red wine.

He took hold of her hand and pressed it softly against the hard swell across his groin. “My dick certainly likes trouble,” he told her in a strained voice that had grown deeper with his increasing lust. Ruby dropped to her knees and caressed her fingers over the protruding bulge through his trousers and down the full length of his shaft. She gazed wantonly up at him under the hood of her thick, dark lashes, eagerly sucking her bottom lip while she began unfastening his black leather belt. The mesmerised guest kicked off his shoes whilst the kneeling girl unzipped his flies. She pulled his trousers down and when he trod out of them, she continued to caress the bold outline of his cock through his designer boxers. He slipped his thumbs into the sides of his underwear and then slid them down to his thighs. Ruby gasped when his huge cock sprung from its confines and pointed firmly at her.

“See? My dick likes trouble a lot,” he confirmed.

“Then you’d best get into trouble,” she suggested, circling her tongue around the tip of his erection before swallowing him down past her throat.

He emitted a soft sexual groan of total pleasure, “Oh! I like being in trouble,” he affirmed, combing his hands through her damp hair as she ran her tongue back and forth over his dick. “Your tongue is driving me mad,” he moaned eventually, letting go of her hair to hold on to the edge of the kitchen table when she suddenly sucked one of his balls into her mouth. He gasped out loud.

Ruby smiled. “That sound is turning me on,” she admitted, continuing to trace her parted lips along the entire length of his cock. Without warning, she pulled his other testicle into her mouth, just to make him gasp again.

He gripped the corner of the table hard as he gasped. “Just you wait till I get deep into trouble,” he forewarned, beaming down at the sight of her gorgeous mouth moving on his tender parts. His teeth gritted with the sensation the moment Ruby naughtily sucked both of his balls in her mouth at once, and his head dropped back as he groaned out loud.

With a mischievous grin, he pulled her up against him. “Ok, now it’s my turn to make you scream,” he declared, grabbing her peachy butt cheeks from behind to lift her up onto his waist. The lust-crazy girl wrapped her slim legs around him, then dropped her mouth down onto his for a deep, tongue-tangling snog.

“In there,” she told him, coming up for air briefly to point him toward her bedroom. He carried her through the open door and dropped with her onto the neatly made double bed, whilst still positioned between her legs. The pair continued their lusty kiss on Ruby’s red satin bed sheets until his mouth eventually left her lips to descend on her hardened nipples. The warmth of his mouth felt wonderful on her cold skin. Ruby raked her fingers through his short, thick hair whilst he hungrily sucked each of her breasts into his mouth. His tongue roamed lower to kiss her navel and then further down her body until he felt the lace material of her red thong beneath his lips. He tugged her thong downwards with his teeth and she raised her bum off the bed so that he could pull it over her legs, and then off at her red polished toenails. He nestled his head between her widespread legs, gently stroking his mouth against her soft pussy, then parted her lower lips with his tongue to kiss her clit. Ruby inhaled a soft, staggered breath the moment he sucked it gently between his pursed lips.

Loving the way her body wriggled beneath his mouth, he continued to tease her sensitive nub with his playful tongue. Despite her squirming, his hostess didn’t make a sound, which progressively piqued his curiosity. Without lifting his mouth, he glanced up to find the silent redhead biting her lips to stifle her moans. Realising that her silence was self-imposed only ignited his ego-driven desire to make her scream out loud with pleasure. He began his secret mission by licking his index finger and inserting the wet digit inside of her. Ruby clenched the folds of her bedsheets tight as he jostled his longest finger inside her pussy. But when his mouth simultaneously returned to her clit, she held on even tighter. His passenger’s pleasure was flagrant on her upturned face, but her silence was making him more determined to hear her vocalise it.

The silver fox rolled over and laid down on the bed with his face to the ceiling. “Come sit on my face, trouble,” he invited. A grinning Ruby climbed over his gorgeous, tanned body and he positioned her to straddle his upturned lips. As she hovered above his face, he gripped her bum tight and pulled her down onto him. His tongue entered her pussy and she bit her lips together tight to stifle a squeal of enjoyment. With her thighs spread apart on each side of his face, the kneeling woman clung to the bedpost for support. He continued to flick his tongue over her clit with the same maddening movement until her body squirmed unstoppably with pleasure. An audible squeak escaped her closed lips and although he secretly revelled in this small triumph, he still wanted more. Without slowing down the pace or pressure for several minutes, his playful tongue gradually brought Ruby to the brink of her resolve not to scream. She clapped a hand hard over her mouth momentarily before she reached a quivering climax. From between her legs, he watched the gorgeous red head peak with a staggered breath of ecstasy, flipping the full mass of her long, damp hair onto her back as she looked up at the ceiling. Ruby had not expected to cum so quickly. But then, this experienced silver fox seemed to know exactly where to put his tongue to get a greater reaction. Therefore, the silent siren credited her small defeat to the practised skill of an older man. Despite his advantage, Ruby would not easily forfeit her silence. Truth be told, watching and especially feeling the lengths a man would go to make her moan turned her on, almost as much as the sex itself. This was the type of challenge Ruby relished and now that this beefcake had demonstrated his skill, she was ready to up the ante to get him to give her more. After all, the harder he worked, the more satisfying the sex would be; it was a game she couldn’t lose.

Now that he had sampled a small taste of victory, the man between Ruby’s thighs was in this erotic contest to win it. So, with cocksure determination, the grinning hunk slid from under her and got up to kneel behind the enticing beauty on the mattress. Ruby reached into the small drawer next to her bed and handed him a condom. He took it from her, tore the packet open and quickly pulled it on. That done, he cupped her breasts in his large, warm hands and pulled her back against his body to kiss her long, white neck. Ruby reached for his dick behind her, feeling a flutter of anticipation in her stomach when her fingers closed around the thick girth of his long, hard cock. Needily, she guided him to the rim of her honeypot then leaned back, slowly pressing his dick into her, inch by inch. Her pussy was wet, but his cock still felt huge inside of her. Ruby held her breath the moment his large hands spanned her small waist and pulled her against him, pressing his dick deeper into her.

“Oh! It’s so tight,” he growled, drawing his dick back out of her slowly.

“Give it to me!” she demanded against his naked body and without hesitation, he pressed her forward onto all fours, ready to fulfil her request. Ruby looked back over her shoulder to watch as he grabbed hold of her hips and thrust his dick all the way inside her from behind. She held back a gasp as his groin slammed against her rear, but goaded him with a seductive squint when he paused for a reaction. A sly grin spread across his face and his blue eyes sparkled mischievously. Ruby’s only response was to squeeze her pussy muscles tight around his dick and his smile broadened when he felt it. With his hands on her waist, he rocked his hips back and forth behind her, teasing her with slow strokes at first that gradually became faster, then louder. Without pause, his groin smacked harder against her bare arse with the rhythmic beat of a jackhammer. One invigorating thrust came quickly after the other before Ruby had a moment to think about how good it felt. He watched with anticipation as her head thrashed about vigorously to the energetic tempo of his hips, expecting her to scream at any moment. Ruby clawed wildly, trying to find anything to hold on to, but no sound escaped her lips. Eventually, she grabbed two handfuls of her red satin bedspread and squeezed her fists tight as he pounded his cock into her pussy even harder from behind. Her knuckles shone white on the crumpled bedspread, but her smile was pure enjoyment and the arousing sight spurred him on to fuck her harder.

“I am going to go in deeper,” he told her breathlessly, pushing her knees apart wider on the bed. True to his word, he drove every inch of his long, thick dick deep into her until a tiny whimper escaped Ruby’s closed mouth. She was almost certain he had not heard her, as he didn’t slow the speed of his thrusts. Ruby gripped the sheets tighter, determined not to give in to any more sexual screams. She was still determined to make him to work for her every gasp. Although she would never admit it, his pummelling cock was proving a hard test for her weakening resolve and, although she longed to scream, she disguised it with a rugged cry of, “Don’t stop!”

He continued to thrust into her without breaking his pace or depth until her knees became sore from the friction. Without warning, he backed off of the bed and flipped the aroused redhead onto her back. He leaned over her naked body and threw her left leg over his shoulder before sliding his dick back into her.

 Ruby’s eyes drifted from his handsome face to his rippling six-pack to watch his mesmerising hips thrusting between her open legs. “You’re so big! It hurts - but I want it,” she begged. He looked so sexy moving on top of her she couldn’t hold back a naughty smile at the arousing sight. Her stunning smile almost got the best of his control and he looked away from her so that he didn’t cum before he wanted to. His eyes left her face and instantly fell prey to the sight of her captivating breasts bouncing up and down with the hard impact of his groin. Without stopping, he gently groped one of her bobbing breasts in his large hand.

“You’re too sexy, trouble. You’re going to make me cum too soon if you look at me like that,” he puffed out, still trying not to look down at her face.

“I want your cum,” she incited with his cock still deep inside of her and with that, he slid her leg off his shoulder and laid his body between her thighs against hers. Ruby’s hands gripped his broad, tanned shoulders tight and her red fingernails dug deep into his shoulder blades when his thrusts became slow and deep.

“I want to hear you scream,” he growled against her ear, panting from exertion.

“Make me!” she goaded. He ground his dick deep inside her until he felt the tip of his cock pressing hard on her roof; she squealed faintly against his ear and he grinned at his win. He pulled his cock out of her and stood up next to the bed.

“What do you want me to do to you?” he asked, but Ruby could see he already had something in mind.

She knelt in the centre of the mattress and held tight to the oak wood headboard. “Do what you want to me,” she urged, looking back at him over her shoulder. Without hesitation, he stood on her bed and squatted his dick into her pussy from a standing position.

“You feel so good. I could fuck you all day,” he sighed, enjoying the deep, wet heat of her.

“I can feel your dick throbbing,” she breathed loudly and held on tight as his thighs clapped loudly against her bum again. He pulled her hips up against him as he pushed deep down into her again and again. Ruby could feel the surge of deep sensations propelling her to a second climax and her hair thrashed wildly about as he fucked her vigorously on the bed.

“You’re so tight… I can’t handle it,” he growled in a rough, climaxing pitch. Ruby felt her legs shaking beneath her and she peaked soon after with a long, loud wail that wrenched from the depth of her throat. The breathless man felt the beautiful young woman orgasm even before he heard her scream. The arousing tremor of her shaking body against his bare legs overcame his last ounce of control and he pulled out of her quickly and removed the protection. Ruby smiled as he came all over her naked back and then they fell onto the bed together, panting and dripping with perspiration.

The two lay together gasping breathlessly for a long while before the silver-haired hunk glimpsed the time on a clock on the wall and jumped to his feet.

“Come, let’s get you back to work. I don’t want you to get into more trouble,” he reasoned.

“I thought you liked being in trouble,” she recalled with a teasing smile.

The corner of his mouth lifted into a one-sided grin. “I loved being in ‘trouble’,” he admitted, “but now ‘trouble’ has to go back to work and so do I. I’m late for a meeting,” he told her, looking up at the clock.

Ruby stood up, took his hand and led him to her shower room. The naked young woman turned on the tap and stepped into the glass shower unit, under the pouring warm water. The sweat-coated silver fox followed her inside the shower and took a red loofah off of a hook. Ruby took a bottle of strawberry-scented body wash from the same shelf and poured the liquid onto the wet loofah. He rubbed the sweet-smelling scent over her back and her eyes closed with delight at his arousing touch. She turned around and he couldn’t resist exploring her lips whilst he continued to rub the lather all over her wet body. He slid his fingers between her legs and groaned with frustration as he slipped his longest digit inside of her.

“I wish we had more time,” he moaned.

“Me too,” Ruby responded, massaging his head under the running water as she kissed him back. She took the loofah and stroked the fragrant lather all over his muscular curves, clearly enjoying the sexy sight of his wet, soapy body from the grin on her face.

Once they rinsed the soap suds off, Ruby stepped out of the shower unit and handed her wet guest a large, fluffy red towel and then wrapped herself in a matching one. He dried his sleek, wet hair first and then patted the towel all over his naked body. Ruby smiled as he put the wet towel into the wooden laundry bin and walked back into the open-plan kitchen to change back into his discarded shirt and trousers. The naughty admin assistant dried herself quickly, then walked to her wardrobe and selected a red jumper and a short black skirt. Walking to her solid oak tallboy, she took out a matching red velvet bra and thong set. When Ruby looked up at the clock, she did a double take upon seeing the time. The red-head threw the clothes onto her bed, snatched the short, black skirt from the pile and pulled it up over her long, slim legs. She had just pulled the bra straps over her arms when the silver fox came back into her room fully dressed and buckling his belt.

“Here, let me help you with that,” he offered, coming behind her to hook her bra strap. Once it was hooked, Ruby pulled on her jumper, then rushed a brush through her long, wet hair. She quickly checked her reflection in her full-length mirror and gave a silent prayer of thanks for waterproof mascara. Glancing at the impatient clock, she threw her wardrobe open and quickly dragged on a pair of red stilettos and a red parka jacket from her coat cupboard. The time was now 11:45, and she had just fifteen minutes to get back to work. Ruby forced herself to take a slow, deep breath whilst quietly hoping that the traffic wasn’t too bad. She would probably make it back in time…or maybe just be five minutes late.

The handsome man found a full-length mirror and ran his fingers through his wet hair. Once satisfied with his appearance, he made his way to the front door.

“Ready?” he asked. Ruby nodded, grabbing her phone and handbag, then followed him outside to his car.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

The silver fox opened the car door for her and closed it once she was inside. Ruby’s phone pinged and she looked at her phone to find a new message from Safire.

Ruby grinned at Safire’s text. “What’s funny?” asked the driver, getting in and starting the car.

       “Nothing, just my friend, Safire, warning me not to be back late to work. Our team leader, Crysta’s, not taking a lunch break today, so there is no chance I can sneak in if I don’t make it back on time.” Ruby relayed a little anxiously.

       “Why is she skipping lunch?” he conversed, driving away from her flat and getting onto the main road.

       “She’s desperate to meet this regional manager who’s supposed to be visiting the office today,” Ruby responded.

       “Why’s that?”

       “Crysta likes to make friends in management positions to boost her chances for promotion,” Ruby explained as kindly as she could. Although the shrewd driver gathered there was more she could say, but chose not to.

       “So, you don’t think she deserves to be promoted?” he asked, trying to understand the situation.

       “On the contrary, I really hope she gets a promotion,” Ruby replied. “Preferably in some other department,” the honest redhead added, bringing an amused smile to the driver’s lips.

       The traffic ahead of them slowed to a stop and they both looked anxiously at the clock on the dashboard. Neither driver nor passenger spoke as they waited anxiously for the temporary traffic lights ahead of them to turn green. The silver fox put the radio on to fill the tense silence and the racy words to the ‘24 hour sex’ song rang out through the speakers…

   I wanna lick it when you wake wake

   Fuck you on yo lunch-break

   Bang you till yo bed break

   Hit it till your legs shake…

The admin assistant pressed her lips together tightly, trying her best to conceal the amused smile on her face. At the same moment, they both turned to sneak a glance at each other, then both burst out laughing as they caught each other out. Although, when Ruby looked down to check the time on her phone and her laughter quickly subsided. She was three minutes late. Her phone pinged again. It was another text from Safire.

Ruby’s smile slowly drained from her face. She looked at the road ahead and poised her hand above the door handle, ready to dash out the second the driver pulled up outside her workplace.

“I can let myself out,” she told him when he stopped the car and opened the door quickly before he could get out to open it for her. Ruby shut the car door behind her and looked up with dread at the twelfth-floor window, wondering what awaited her there. But the naughty admin assistant set her dread aside for a moment to glance back at the sexy driver in the sports car.

“Thanks for the ride,” she beamed in appreciation and his blue eyes sparkled as he grasped her meaning.

“It was the least I could do,” he replied.

“I’d better run,” she winced reluctantly. He nodded in understanding and, with a cute, swift wave of goodbye, Ruby turned and darted quickly into the building. The admin assistant grit her teeth as she glanced up at the clock in the foyer and then sped through the barriers, into the lift. She approached the wooden doors to the department cautiously and peered through the thin glass panel in the centre. Her hawk-eyed team leader was nowhere in sight, but neither was Safire. Ruby took off her coat, opened the door vigilantly and hurried back to her desk - thankfully, without encountering Crysta. She sat down quickly, turned on her computer and put her jacket over her other coat on the back of her chair. Once the threat of a public dressing down for lateness had ebbed, a naughty smile spread across her flushed face. Ruby logged on to her computer and tried hard to look busy, but all she could think about was the last two erotic hours she had spent with the sexy stranger. She was simply dying to tell Safire and her other three best girlfriends all about her lunchtime sexcapade. With a smile on her face, the redhead retrieved her phone from her handbag to message her girlfriends, but halted when she spotted her frowning team getting up from her desk.

“You had sex!” Ruby looked round to find Safire standing behind her and a guilty grin spread over her face.

 “Can’t keep anything from you, can I?” she responded with a guilty grin.

Safire’s blue eyes flashed enthusiastically, “No, and don’t you dare. I want all the details now,” she demanded, sitting down at her friend’s desk with the biggest smile on her face.

“Safire, have you taken your lunch break yet?” shouted a loud voice from the far side of the office.

 Safire ground her teeth in annoyance and exchanged peeved expressions with Ruby. “I’m just about to, Crysta,” Safire called back, standing up and slowly collecting her things. “That cranky cow never misses a beat,” the annoyed blonde cursed under her breath through clenched teeth. Saffire sent Ruby a pleading look as she pulled on her coat, “Text me everything” she begged, pushing her chair under her desk. “I’ll be back in one hour-”

“Take two hours, Safire,” Crysta called out. The riled blonde felt her blood beginning to boil. Wasn’t it bad enough she was missing out on Ruby’s sexy gossip? Now she was also going to miss out on the hour of paid overtime Crysta had promised the team for coming in to work early. “And Safire…”

“What now?” Safire groaned under her breath as her eyes rolled to the ceiling.

“Do change those crepes for some appropriate office wear whilst you’re out, dear.”  Crysta called out genially as a manager from another department walked by. The girls exchanged mutual looks of confusion.

“Crepes?” they both mouthed together.

“I thought crepes were pancakes,” Safire whispered and Ruby shrugged with a baffled expression on her face.

“I think she means crep’s,” Ruby guessed.

“I’m talking to you, Safire,” Crysta yelled in a clearly annoyed voice.

Safire picked up her bag and walked over to where Crysta was standing. “I heard you. But it’s rude to shout across the office,” she responded in a soft, calm voice that left her brash team leader with nothing to say in retort.

Saffire reluctantly walked away from her friend to the department doors. “Text me,” she mouthed, waving her phone in her hand. Ruby nodded and Saffire glanced back at her bestie with one last peeved look at Crysta before she disappeared out of sight.

With Safire gone, Ruby had nothing to distract her from her thoughts. She glanced through the long lists of files, giggling softly to herself. It was impossible to concentrate. All she could think about was the sports car driver’s powerful pair of hands roaming all over her naked body. Her thoughts started making her feel horny all over again and she looked up at the clock to focus her mind on something else. The time was half-past two and Ruby suddenly realised she had read through the same file nearly four times. She just had to tell Safire and her friends about her erotic sexcapade or else she would never be able to concentrate. On that thought, she made sure the coast was clear by checking Crysta’s whereabouts. The strict team leader was sitting at her desk on the phone and appeared to be in deep conversation. Ruby picked up her phone and texted her best friends on their group chat.

Ruby grinned at her friend’s responses but put her phone down quickly as she glimpsed her team leader heading her way.

       “Heads up, Ruby,” Crysta called, coming to lean over the admin assistant’s desk. “Eric Tyle is in the building. He’s already in the lift - so look busy.” The team leader stopped suddenly with a curious look on her face that made Ruby feel uneasy. She slowly raised her arms and then flashed both of her hands in surprise. “Oh! Well done,” she commended, eyeing Ruby up and down, “You got a jumper.”

“Yes, I wanted to look my best for Mr Tyle,” Ruby responded, flashing Crysta her sincerest smile to mask her sarcasm.

“Ah, you’re a good girl,” her manager commended with her typically patronising grin. Crysta’s eyes suddenly narrowed intensely on Ruby. “Why is your hair so wet?” she demanded.

“I got caught in the rain,” Ruby responded in defence. Tempted to add ‘because of you,’ before she remembered the holiday that she and the girls were saving up for and quickly thought better of it.   

“Tie it back,” she told Ruby and then walked away to tell the other staff members that the regional manager was on his way. Ruby ignored the bossy team leader’s instruction and left her hair loose as it would take longer to dry in a ponytail and it would kink. She looked up at the clock and sighed with relief; it was less than an hour till she finished work. She couldn’t wait to tell the Gems all about her lunchtime frolic. She hoped that this Mr Eric Tyle would hurry with his oh-so-important visit and then fuck off out of here so everyone could go home. God knew she was tired of even the mention of the man. In her opinion, the regional manager’s late arrival only proved that he must be a self-centred prick to keep everyone waiting.

The doors to the department opened and a small group of senior staff members strolled in. Ruby glanced up at the smartly dressed men and her throat almost leaped out of her mouth when she caught sight of the guy who had splashed her in his sports car earlier. Ruby’s jaw practically fell onto her desk as he moved around the room to greet some of the staff. The admin assistant ducked down behind her laptop to hide from him, but every handshake brought him closer to her desk. What on earth he was doing here? The redhead looked desperately at the exit and wondered if she could make it to the ladies’ toilets without the man seeing her. She peeped her head slowly above her screen and saw her senior manager introducing the handsome silver fox to her team leader. Crysta then introduced the man in the grey suit to several members of her team. It was only a matter of time before they walked her way.

Ruby grabbed her bag from under her desk, intending to make a run for it, but when she looked back up from retrieving her bag, the redhead nearly choked on her gasp. Crysta was bringing the silver fox to her desk.

“Ruby. This is Eric Tyle, our regional manager,” she introduced, with a huge smile on her face that almost displayed every tooth in her mouth. Ruby was so nervous that she couldn’t remember if she was right or left-handed as she reached forward with one and then the other to shake his hand.

“Lovely to meet you, Ruby,” Eric Tyle greeted, looking every bit as composed as she certainly did not feel right now.

The admin assistant tried, but she could not lift her chin off her chest or her eyes from the floor. “Yes,” Ruby responded awkwardly. Although it sounded more like a squeak than a word, it was all she could manage. There was a long awkward silence as Ruby’s mind went completely blank and the longest seconds she had ever known snailed by. She wished that the ground would open and swallow her up.

“Shall I show you to the head management office?” Crysta offered the regional manager, looking keen to walk away from her oddly behaving colleague.

“Yes, please do, Crysta. I’d like to look over the reports for this quarter. Is there a computer in the office?” he asked.

“Yes, it’s all set up for you, sir,” Crysta responded with that same huge, wide smile that seemed fixed on her face.

The regional manager turned back to the mortified young woman. “Ruby – isn’t it?” Ruby nodded uncertainly. “Would you mind bringing me a coffee, Ruby? Cream - no sugar,” he requested.

“Yes, sir,” the girl responded.

The regional manager smiled. “Please, call me Eric,” he insisted kindly and then away with Crysta to a room at the far end of the department.

Not knowing what else to do, Ruby picked up her phone and began texting frantically.

Ruby tossed her phone down on the desk and headed over to the office kitchen to make the regional manager’s coffee. Taz was right, shagging your boss was so off-limits - when you had rent to pay. But, in her defense, she didn’t know he was her boss. He was not actually her boss; he was her boss’s, bosses, boss…

‘Shit! That was probably worse,’ Ruby thought to herself. She ran her hands over her face and through her wet hair with an agitated pull on her long, coiled strands. Ruby poured the water from the kettle onto the coffee, continuing to beat herself up inwardly whilst she stirred it several times with a teaspoon. She tipped some cream into the mug and grabbed a couple of sugar sachets. Then, after several deep breaths, she preceded to the head management office. The uneasy admin assistant knocked twice at the door and came into the room when the familiar voice told her to. The regional manager was alone, but she was keen to get out of his office quickly as she could.

“Here’s your coffee, sir,” she said, putting it down so fast some spilt on the desk. “And here’s two sugars,” she added, tossing the sachets down without looking at him. With that, she quickly turned to exit the room.

“Ruby, Ruby relax. There is no need to be so anxious,” he entreated, standing up as she reached the door.

The nervous employee flipped her hair back and held her head up at an indifferent angle. “I’m not anxious,” she lied, though the awkward way she crossed her arms across her chest declared otherwise.

Eric picked up the coffee mug and moved it close to his mouth, but he paused, grinned and put it back down on the desk without taking a sip. “No?” he asked her with an amused smile. “Ruby, this coffee is stone cold and you brought me two sugars,” he pointed out with a playful grin.

“I forgot you said no sugar,” she responded defensively, although she still could not make eye contact.

“Or, maybe, you were trying to sweeten me up?” he suggested. “You don’t need to,” her boss reassured kindly. “I’m sweet enough.”

Ruby could see that he was trying to put her at ease, but she was not willing to concede so easily. “How can I be sure of that?” she asked.

“You know, because you tasted me yourself,” he reminded her, with a one-sided grin.

A knock on the door alerted them both and Ruby grabbed the mug of cold coffee off of the desk just as Crysta walked in without being asked.

“Mr Tyle said no sugar, Ruby,” the older woman huffed. Rolling her eyes up slightly at the ceiling, she took a wad of tissues from the box on the desk to clean up the spilt coffee. Ruby exited the room quickly with the cold drink before Cranky- Crysta spotted her other error. 

The flustered redhead made her way back to the kitchen to make a ‘hot’ cup of coffee for the regional manager, whilst scolding herself mentally with every step.

“Red!” Ruby heard a loud whisper calling her and when she turned around, she was relieved to see Safire. The two besties walked into the kitchen.

“Why do these things happen to me, Saffie?”

“Well, technically, the last guy you shagged at work was a client, so not exactly the same scenario,” Safire encouraged.

“Taz was right. You should never shag your boss. This is so awkward,” she whined, clicking the kettle on.

“It’s ok, girl,” Safire comfoted her. “You’re not the only one who dipped their pen in the office ink. Sounds like he did most of the dipping - so why should you feel awkward?”

Ruby’s eyes sparkled with renewed resilience. “You’re absolutely right, Saf.” The kettle boiled loudly and Safire finished making the coffee. “Now, pull yourself together and go back to Eric Tyle’s office with your boobs high,” Safire instructed.

          “It’s chest high, Saf,” Ruby giggled.

“Not in that bra – it’s not,” Safire retorted, then looked back cautiously over her shoulder. “I better go before Crysta sees me.” She whispered cautiously, giving her bestie a quick kiss on her lips, before hurrying out of the office.

Ruby took hold of the mug and arrived at Eric Tyle’s office door just as Crysta was leaving.

“I’ll take that in for Mr Tyle, Ruby,” the team leader insisted, taking the hot mug from the admin assistant’s hands. As certain as Ruby was that she could face the regional manager without breaking a sweat, the slender red head decided that not having to face him was a better option and went back to her desk.

The clock dragged its hand’s forwards at an agonising pace for the rest of the afternoon and at 4:50pm Ruby saw Eric Tyle leave the department and head for the exit.

         “Is that him?” Safire whispered.

Ruby looked both ways and then nodded as she sighed with relief, hoping that was the last she would see ever of him. But even with the regional manager gone, getting on with her work still proved an impossible task. Safire was even more keen to know everything that happened during her lusty lunch-break and the more Ruby talked about it, the hornier she felt.

“There’s a lot of chatting going on over here,” Crysta reprimanded them both at 4:55pm. “Just because the regional manager has gone, doesn’t mean the level of work should drop too.”

“We worked our arses off all day to make you look good and came in early. A good team leader would have said thank you,” Safire retorted.

“Well, maybe your next team leader will. I’ve been offered a higher position in head office,” Crysta snubbed.

Safire and Ruby jumped up and hugged the confused team leader with excited smiles. “That’s amazing. I’m so happy for you!” Safire celebrated and Ruby echoed her excitement.

“You’re just happy I’m leaving,” Crysta accused, with a stern look on her face. “You should be more concerned about what’s going to happen to this department after I leave,” she grinned wickedly and walked away.

Ruby spent the last few minutes of her working day trying to convince herself that her job would be safe. But every time a manager walked past her, she felt a pang of dread that someone might say something about her lusty lunch-break. The clock struck 5pm and everyone around Ruby started collecting their belongings, getting ready to leave the office. She picked up her bag and two coats and followed Safire out of the department door.

“Cheer up! We are finally free of Cranky-Crysta. What’s not to smile about?” the bubbly blonde chided.

“You’re right, I just wonder what she meant by changes in the department.”

“She’s bluffing. I’ll bet she only said that to spoil our happiness, that she is leaving. But nothing could suck the enjoyment of out of watching her walk out of our lives. Let’s go out and celebrate her departure tonight.” Safire suggested.

“Ok, I’ll meet you at your place at 7pm,” Ruby agreed with a grin.

“That’s my girl!” Safire cheered.

Ruby looked down and realised that she had left her other coat on the chair. “I left my coat on the chair. I’ll see you tonight, Saff!” she called, waving at her friend before rushing back into the office.

“Congratulations Ruby!” the human resources manager said as she came back into the office. Ruby looked at him with a confused stare. “Crysta’s departure has left an opening for a new team leader and the job is as good as yours if you apply for it,” he explained.

Ruby’s mouth fell open in surprise, and a big grin spread across her face as the manager walked away. She couldn’t wait to tell Safire, and rushed out of the department and down the corridor. The lift was full, as usual, so the elated admin assistant took the stairs down to the ground floor. When she stepped out into the foyer, Safire was nowhere in sight, but Ruby could see through the glass walls at the front of the building that it was raining outside. She was about to pull her hood up but changed her mind, as her hair was already wet.

 With a spring in her step, the beaming beauty walked out onto the busy street. But she didn’t get far from the office entrance before spotting a familiar dark blue sports car pulling up next to the curb, just ahead of her.

“Would you like a ride?” asked the handsome driver inside when she walked by.

The corners of Ruby’s mouth tugged upwards unto a slight smile and she opened the passenger door and got inside. “I’m only coming in because it’s raining,” she insisted, shutting the door and putting on her seatbelt.

He quirked his eyebrow cheekily. “I thought you came because you liked my dick in you,” he quipped.

       “Don’t change the subject – you knew you were my boss the whole time, didn’t you?” Ruby insisted.

       “I wasn’t certain until after we…” he grinned alluringly. “But it wouldn’t have made me any less attracted to you,” he responded honestly.

There was a long, silent pause between them before Ruby eventually mustered up the courage to ask her next question. “Are you going to fire me?”

    “Well, you’re shit at making coffee,” he affirmed frankly, pulling his sports car into a parking space outside of her flat.

Ruby’s mouth fell wide open in indignation. “I was distracted,” she protested.

    “It’s ok,” Eric reassured, grinning devilishly. “How about I give you another chance to make me coffee…tomorrow morning?” he suggested, planting a trail of kisses across her jawline and up onto her luscious red mouth. Ruby couldn’t resist the gentle coaxing of his tasty lips, and kissed him back until they were both breathless and horny. The sound of rain tapping against the windscreen made them pause for a moment to look at the weather outside and they both looked at each other with a grin.

“Looks like we are going to get wet again,” he predicted.

  Ruby took hold of his hand and slid his fingers up between her legs. “I’m already wet.”

                                            THE END

You can read more of Ruby's sexcapades here or you can see what her best friends, Moonstone, Safire, Tanzanite and Amber have been getting up to.