Melody helps Griffin relax

Griffin was in a bind, he had an article due on Saturday and it was already Monday. He had found out the day before that the last run had been cancelled because new data had showed that the theme they had been going with would not have attracted enough attention and the company would have faced horrible sales for that week. What was being put together in its place was a sort of "Frankenstein's Monster" of proposed pieces that would hopefully do better. The problem was the time frame. He had spent most of Sunday doing research and working on the first part of the rough draft. Monday would, if he was lucky, be the final part of the rough draft and he could get it approved on Tuesday.

Of course, things don't always go as planned. He had managed to pull off getting to work from home to avoid some of the distractions at work, but around lunch time, the pictures flooded in. Melody gagging on Greg's cock. Melody being recorded under the desk as Greg spoke to another coworker about how their performance wasn't up to par with what was needed and would result in a write up if it wasn't corrected. He could almost hear the unspoken "Be more like Melody," that he suspected Greg had wanted to say as a joke, but it was left alone. Nearing the end of what would be her lunch shift, Melody text saying she was leaving work early to go home with Greg for a few hours. If the pictures hadn't been distracting enough, this news certainly was. Instead of writing his article, Griffin found himself imagining his beautiful girlfriend getting fucked hard by Greg. When she finally walked through the door later, with that dreamy look on her face and smelling of his shower gel again, Griffin was practically banging his head on the table in frustration.

"Baby is something wrong?"

"Just a bit stressed. This whole change to our run has thrown everything off, and they still expect to hit the original deadline. I just can't seem to relax and get the work done now."

"Well I managed to get tomorrow off so maybe I can help."

"Maybe, but I wouldn't be surprised if Greg calls you off again," he said with a chuckle.

"Well, he does want me to come see him Friday after work and spend the night again, but I can make sure tomorrow is cleared." She pulled out her phone and shot Greg a text. A few minutes later, her phone buzzed and she was able to confirm they had the day together.

"He really just agreed to it?"

"Yeah. He promised to respect us baby. I just told him you were having a rough time at work and needed me tomorrow."

He pulled her into his lap and kissed her. She really was a wonderful woman. Though had he known what she was thinking at that moment, he may have groaned a little. She had a plan to help him relax, but it would take a bit of work on his part to do so. He was caught off guard when the kiss broke and she took his chin in her hands.

"Now Woflie, tomorrow I want you up bright and early to make me breakfast."

"Yes Miss," he answered with a happy whimper.

"Tomorrow you will not be working at all except for what I tell you to do, so get what you can done tonight. Wednesday you will be ready to get it all done, I promise."

"I trust you Miss."

"Good boy," she said, kissing him again before going off to prepare dinner. Damn he loved that woman.