Maura thought that the first time she had sex in her office would be suaver. It would happen during a late night at the office, maybe the team had been working overtime for a week, and after everyone cleared out. There would be a bottle of wine, perhaps a pour of whiskey, to relax her body. It would be with someone older, more experienced, more mature… someone of a mentor to her or a peer. She imagined dark hair, dark red lipstick, put together, someone sensual.
After a few last-minute jitters, she knocked to find Samantha’s brilliant smile on the other side of the door. The jitters immediately disappeared.
“I can’t…” Daisy barely whispered, the hesitation clear in her voice, “I have a date tomorrow night.”
Scarlet felt fingertips dancing on her ankles. She could feel the edges of sleep slipping away as hands massaged her calves. She moaned as her eyes began to flutter open. The lights were still off. Turning her head to the side, she read the blaring red numbers off the alarm clock.