You really need to get some work done.

The two of you pull apart, you tucking away your cock and her bending to pick up her scattered clothing. She looks delicious and you stroke her back, tracing your finger down her spine. She gives a little shudder and grins back at you, then stands, shrugging into her bra.

"Shame to cover those up," you tell her, smiling. She leans up and kisses you softly.

"You can see them again, any time you want to spank me," she replies with a coy smile. "I better get back to work. Unless you want me to make another mistake, Sir," she grins, sidling closer to you. You pull her to you and kiss her, fondling her breasts, then slap her hard on the ass, making her squeak and wriggle.

"Maybe tomorrow you horny little slut," you grin. "Now get back to work."

You spend the rest of the day on the phone with clients and consulting with staff, though you take time now and then to give a fond thought to your temp secretary. You also take a bit of time to think about Amanda and her tendency to gossip and connive, and consider what you should do about that.

At five Lisa puts her head in the door to say goodbye.

"I'm on my way, Mr. Chandler. Unless you need me to put in some overtime," she smiles slyly at you.

"No, that will be all for today Lisa. See you bright and early tomorrow."

"I'll be waiting and ready for you Sir," she says, giving you a cute little wave.

Shortly after she leaves, you quit for the day. You go by Amanda's empty desk and leave a note saying you want to see her at eleven the next morning, then take the elevator down to your car, remembering Laurel's comment about a surprise welcome home. You're really looking forward to being surprised.