"Kiss me."

Rashida's hand went over and pressed the halt button on the elevator. "Kiss me, Hank."

Hank didn't need to be told twice. While a large part of swinging for him was enjoying the pleasure Veevee was received, occasionally he'd run into someone who he was personally attracted to and wanted himself. Rashida was one of those women. He took her face in his hands and leaned in to kiss her beautiful, plump lips.

"Mm," Rashida moaned in approval, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Hank gently coaxed her to lean against the wall. At first the kiss was very sensual and slow. Lips were soon joined by tongues as they thoroughly explored each other's mouths. Rashida could feel Hank getting hard against her hip, causing her to press against him to feel more of it. Hank's hands moved and palmed her ample breasts, enjoying their weight and firmness.

They were interrupted when the elevator suddenly turned back on. Both had the presence of mind to part quickly before the elevator stopped at the bottom. Hank tried to cover his throbbing erection. Rashida snickered before walking in front of Hank to block his situation from whomever walked in.

It turned out to be Candace. "Hank, Rashida, hi!"

"Hi hon, is something wrong?" Rashida asked.

"I left my cellphone back at the office. Can you believe it? I swear I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached," she said with self-deprecating humor. "You guys getting off?"

Hank had been about to speak when Rashida beat him to it. "Actually we have to go back up too. I think I left my glasses case upstairs."

"Oh..well that works out then!" Candace still wasn't entirely sure how things worked with her employer and coworker. She knew Jordan and Veevee were more than likely sexing it up, but it wasn't any of her business so she wasn't going to worry.

As Candace pressed the appropriate button, Hank gave Rashida a questioning look, but she only responded with a saucy smirk.