“What are you doing this weekend?”

Shelly asked me as we grabbed our coats to leave the office. It was Friday at six. Finally. I had been counting down the hours all day. For the last hour, I’d actually been keeping track of the minutes.

“I’m going to be all tied up,” I told her, hoping she did not hear the sassy tone in my voice.

“Yeah, me, too. So much to do, so little time!”

I smiled at my coworker and said I’d see her on Monday. I was sure she had no clue that I’d meant what I’d said literally. My car ride home was 20 minutes of solo foreplay. I imagined what Bryan would have in store for me. The music on the radio seemed to sense I was in for something sultry. All the tunes had a throbbing beat. I tried my best not to grind... Read More