"I want to be inside you so badly." he whispered at the seam of my lips, squeezing my muffin.
I yelp, gripping his jacket. The material soft under my clammy, trembling hands.
The doors to the balcony opening. Darryl pulled away, but not quickly enough. A sizzling predatory glimmer sparkled in his eyes.
"If someone had told me, I wouldn't have believed them. Your new girlfriend is not a blonde. There is hope for you yet Darryl."
I closed my eyes, gasping and wet in front his boss, Brian. My appearance wrinkled. I hope he doesn't notice my panties on the floor.