this is so boring.

it's day five of the project and neither you,

or the guy have done anything to help.

the only reason you're even here right now is because it's your own house.

i groaned and hit my head against your desk,

not wanting to have to deal with this anymore alone.

you were starting to piss me off.

just as i opened my mouth
to complain about you not doing
anything,

i felt one hand run down my back,

and the other run up my thigh.

the sound of my racing heart almost blocked out the sensual words you started to whisper into my ear.

"if it's stressing you out that much, how about we just put it aside for a little while, jiminie?"