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sent her flowers to the office her first day on the job, but

these were from a
man
! That was a whole ‘nother story

altogether.

“Wow. I’m jealous,” Donna announced.

Grace snorted. “Oh, shut up. You have a boyfriend.”

“I can be jealous. Sam isn’t exactly the candy and

flowers-type,” Donna defended herself.

“Oh, please. Instead, he’s the throw-himself-in-front-of-

a-bullet-for-you type,” Grace reminded her. Donna never

could be satisfied with what she had.

“I guess so. But flowers would be nice once in a while,

too.”

Grace rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell Sam to buy you flowers

next time I see him.”

“Thank you. Roses. Red. No, white. No, maybe pink so

they match the theme for my Valentine’s Day party, if they

last that long.”

Grace laughed at Donna’s priorities. “Fine, pink roses.”

She glanced up and noticed her co-worker, the Greek

god-like Guy, standing in her office doorway. Too bad the

man was such an idiot. Mother Nature had really played a

big trick on the women of the world, putting such a jerk in

such a fine package. The only thing that would have been

worse would have been if he were gay. But at least
that

would be expected. The jerkiness came as a rude surprise.

“Grace,” Guy began.

She held up the receiver as if to say, Duh! “I’m on the

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phone, Guy.”

“That’s fine. I’ll wait.” He leaned his shoulder against

the doorframe and crossed one trouser-clad ankle over the

other.

Grace frowned so deeply, any sane human would have

gone running in fear. Guy, on the other hand, only smiled at

her more broadly.

Sighing, Grace said to Donna, “Listen, I gotta go. I’ll

call you later.”

“You better. I want to know the minute you get another

email,” Donna instructed.

“I will. Bye.” Grace hung up the phone and leaned back

in her chair. “What is so important, Guy?”

He sauntered his well-developed, perfectly dressed body

over to her desk and threw himself casually and confidently

into the chair in front of her desk. He had to lean way over to

see her past the strategically placed floral arrangement.

“Nice flowers.”

“Yes, they are.”
And from a man
, she added

triumphantly, if silently.

“I have been meaning to ask you how your friend is

doing. You know, the tall blonde you fixed me up with.”

“Jade. She’s now engaged to her boyfriend.”

Guy nodded his head. “I guess him seeing her with me

was all it took for him to want her back. I’m not surprised.

But it won’t last. Not since he was cheating on her and all.”

Grace shook her head at his arrogance. “It turned out he

wasn’t cheating after all.” She didn’t know why she felt the

need to defend Daniel to Guy. Maybe just to wipe the smug

smirk off his face.

Guy feigned a serious look. “No, of course he wasn’t

cheating on her.” He broke into a cocky grin and hoisted his

tall frame out of her chair. She should probably fumigate it

before her next client sat there and caught something nasty.

Who knew what kind of things Guy was carrying, with his

dating habits.

“I’ll be talking to you, Grace.” Guy sent her a runway

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model look over his shoulder. She could have sworn he

flexed his butt muscles at her, and then he was gone.

Shortly after, an instant message from her secret admirer

popped on screen.

Hot Dude: Glad you like the flowers.

She smiled and began to type a response, all memory of

Guy and his sleaze completely wiped from her mind… It

was going to be a great day.

A mere eight hours later, Grace thought to herself how it

was going to be a really shitty night.

“But I wanted to see a movie tonight!” Grace pouted as

she talked to Donna on the phone.

“I promised Sam I’d go with him to visit his mother. I’m

so sorry. If it were anything else I would change the plans.

You know that. But I can’t change this. It’s too important to

him. She had that second stroke and it is really hard for him

to see her like that.”

What good was a secret admirer if all she got was

chocolate and flowers and emails? This whole thing only

made Grace more frustrated than ever. She wanted to know

who he was and she wanted it now! And then she wanted

him to take her to the movies.

“Fine. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Grace slammed the

phone down a bit harder than she intended. Almost instantly,

a message popped up.

Hot Dude: Why so sad today, my sweet?

Gracie: I’m tired of watching all of my friends with their

boyfriends. Hugging, kissing, making plans without me.

Hot Dude: You are wondering when it will be your turn.

Gracie: Yes! Exactly. How can you know what I’m

thinking when I don’t even know who you are.

Hot Dude: I told you. I know you. And I would love to

hug you and kiss you.

Grace’s heart began to pound in her chest. He was

making his move, taking this from a playful casual flirtation

to something more. This was it. Was she ready to move this

forward, here and now? Until this moment, they had not

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crossed any line.

Hell, cyber sex was better than no sex at all. All she

would have to do was give him one gentle shove…

Gracie: Hugging and kissing sounds nice. What else

would you do to me? Pretend we are together and alone right

now and tell me.

She thought for a moment more and then added

something that meant there would be no turning back.

Gracie: …and pretend we are both naked.

~

Across the hall in the server room, Jordan nearly fell off

his chair. Jesus! He never expected things to move this

quickly. Not that it was an unwelcome development. The

fact he was sporting a rock hard erection brought on by

Grace’s last message was proof enough of that.

He took a deep breath and set his trembling hands on the

keys. He could do this. He damn well knew he could. Hadn’t

he imagined making love to Grace enough times? Often his

fantasies took place in the very office he was currently

spying on. It was not the cyber sex that worried him. It was

the real life aftermath.
Fuck it
, he thought and jumped into

the deep end with both feet.

Hot Dude: I start out at your feet, massaging your arch

with just enough pressure. It feels so good to you. I can tell

by the way you moan. I then move up to your beautiful

ankles, gently rubbing the insides of them. The skin is so soft

to the touch. You are enjoying the way this feels. You moan

again. It causes me to lose focus of the task at hand, but I

continue…

Jordan hit send and leaned over to watch Grace’s face as

she read the message. He smiled as he saw her eyes open

wide and then a naughty grin appear on her face. Sliding his

chair on wheels back to the keyboard, he continued.

Hot Dude: I move up to your calves and caress them

softly as you part your legs a little more, anticipating me

getting close to you. I rub the backs of your knees and you

whimper. My cock is rock hard and throbbing as it often

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does when I think of you.

After hitting send, Jordan wheeled over again to see if

the rock hard cock line had offended her. He smiled broadly

when the look on her face clearly indicated he had not.

Hot Dude: I move up to your inner thighs and drag my

fingertips softly along them. My hands travel down, then

back up... I get a little too close as my finger touches your

lips and sends a little shock through you. You beg me to

enter you, but I have a task to complete first and shake my

head slowly with a smile.

Hot Dude: I then move to your hips and place my palms

on them, sliding up and down their smoothness. Now I am at

your waist. My cock is resting on your leg and the feeling of

it on you, but not in you, is painful. You long for it to be

inside. Your pussy is so wet just at the thought of me sliding

into you and burying myself there.

Heart racing, breath coming way too fast, Jordan hit

send again and glanced over at his cyber partner across the

hall. He frowned when he noticed her door was suddenly

closed. Uh, oh.

Hot Dude: Are you okay?

Gracie: Yes

Hot Dude: You closed your door.

Gracie: I want privacy.

Jordan’s breath caught in his throat. He swallowed hard

as he typed again.

Hot Dude: Grace. Please, will you touch yourself and

pretend it is me?

He thought he might pass out waiting for her response,

but it came immediately.

Gracie: Yes. I will. Go on.

Jordan took in a deep steadying breath, so turned on at

the moment he would come in his pants if a stiff breeze

touched him. But he did as he was told.

Hot Dude: I know that I want to be there, inside you, but

I continue with my plan. I trail my fingers around your

bellybutton and gently blow into it. You shiver with

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anticipation now and I can feel your body tense beneath me.

I move up to your breasts and the slight but not

uncomfortable chill in the air has your nipples taut and

wanting. I circle them with my hands as your breath

quickens.

Hot Dude: My cock is now touching your inner thighs

and I want to enter you, but the time is not right yet. I move

up to your neck and gently massage just behind your ears

while planting a small kiss on your partially open and

panting mouth. My cock is touching the top of your pussy

and you are shaking uncontrollably. I accidentally (on

purpose) drag it across your swollen clit and you moan

loudly, wanting more and more.

Jordan’s hands shook as he wrote what it would be like

to have sex—no, to make love—with Grace. Good thing he

had read enough of those men’s magazine ‘true life’ sex

stories in his high school and college years to be able to do

this. Actually, he thought he was a pretty good sexy story

writer if he did say so himself. Jordan absently rubbed the

aching bulge in his pants and went back to the story.

Hot Dude: I move my lips back down your belly, faster

now. I kiss your smooth skin, just above your sex and you

shiver again. Your legs part more and you know what I am

going to do. I flick my tongue out and it makes contact with

your clit. The touch is electrifying and sends you into the

first of many mind-blowing orgasms. I part your lips with

my powerful, probing tongue and taste the juices within. I

love pleasing you with my tongue. It is my favorite thing to

do.

Hot Dude: But you will have no more of it. The pleasure

is more than you can take and you say, "I want you to fuck

me now!" With that order, I move back up your body and

kiss your mouth hard, sliding my tongue inside.

Gracie: Mmmmm

Her response made him pause in his typing. He was

actually going to bring a woman to orgasm just by typing to

her. That thought was so unbelievably hot he did not know

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what to do with himself, so he went on.

Hot Dude: I maneuver my cock around under me and

place it at the entrance of your waiting pussy. I slide into

you, your body swallowing me up in an instant. You are so

wet I can barely believe it.

Gracie: I am you know…so wet

Jordan stared at the words on the screen, at Grace’s

revelation. “Oh my god,” he hissed softly to himself. It took

all of his strength to get back to the task at hand.

Hot Dude: I pull out of you almost completely, and then

push forcefully all the way back in. The thrust steals your

breath away, but you certainly do not mind. It feels so good

to have my cock in you, my balls slapping against your ass

as I fuck you hard and fast. I take your breasts in my hands

and knead them gently, rubbing your nipples with my

thumbs. I then decide that I want to go deeper. I lift your legs

without taking myself out of you and rest them on my

shoulders.

Gracie: Oooooooooooooooooooo…

Jordan typed faster now.

Hot Dude: I place most of my upper body's weight on

you and force your knees down to your chest. I am deeper