Elena adjusted the delicate lace curtains of her office window, allowing the mid-morning sunlight to stream in.
Her space was a harmonious blend of elegance and function, with a large oak desk covered in meticulously organized event plans, color swatches, and an assortment of floral arrangements.
She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 11:25 AM which indicates that Phil would be arriving any minute since she had arranged a meeting with him.
After spending Saturday night with him, she had left the next morning, hoping she wouldn't get tired of him but here she was, yearning for him more than she had thought possible for any man.
The thought of his arrival sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. The meeting was for a professional purpose, no doubt but it didn't stop her from imagining all the unprofessional things they could do in her office. After all, she had never had sex in her office once.
