The Tech
Pecking away as fast as he was able with two fingers, Jon let the stream of thought flow. Only when he glanced up at the monitor did he realize there was a problem.
“God damn it!”
He pressed several keys… nothing. He moved the mouse… nothing.
Picking up the keyboard he nearly hurled it against the wall before setting it back down again. Maybe he should just use his laptop. Growling in frustration he remembered that the whole reason for him being down here in his office was because it was charging. Idiot that he was he forgot to plug it in last night. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he counted to ten and picked up the phone.
“Yes, can I help you?” the voice on the other end of the line asked cheerily.
He looked at his computer, maybe he should just revert to pen and paper. “My computer isn’t working.”
“What seems to be the problem?”
He could practically see the woman smiling through the phone. Reigning in his frustration, he breathed deep and poked at the keyboard again. “The keyboard and mouse aren’t working.”
“I see. Are they plugged in?"
Just how incompetent did this woman think he was? "They're wireless."
"I see. Did you try rebooting?”
He rolled his eyes, calling himself ten kinds of stupid. Why hadn’t he thought of that? “No. Can you hang on while I try that?”
“Of course” she answered perkily.
He silently cursed the woman at the other end of the phone for being so damn pleasant.
“It didn’t work.” His voice was low and angry.
“Okay sir, I’ll come by and see what I can do to help you out. Can I have your address?”
He rattled off his address and snapped his phone shut. The lyrics that he had been so excited about that morning were now just a vague memory, lost in the hazy cloud of anger toward all things electronic.
Pacing the room he ran his hands through his hair impatiently. Where was the damn tech? When the knock came he stalked to the door and barely held back the snarled greeting. His anger turned to arousal as he took in the woman in front of him.
He started at her feet. The black pumps led into smoky stockings that caressed her legs; the black skirt hugged her hips and the white blouse was tucked primly at the waist. His gaze traveled further. Her lush, full lips were shiny with gloss. Freckles dusted her nose and were scattered across her cheeks. Cat-like gold eyes blinked at him from behind small wire-framed glasses and her hair, golden red, was pulled back in some kind of smart up do. He wondered what it would feel like flowing through his fingers.
“Mr. Bongiovi? I’m here to take a look at your computer.”
His eyebrows shot up into his forehead. “You’re the computer geek?” He closed his eyes and bit back a curse. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
She walked past him into his office. “I prefer the term Tech thank you very much.”
He watched her walk; that damn skirt hugged her ass and the seams up the back of her stockings were perfectly straight. He wanted to muss them up.
Curling his hands into fists to keep from touching her he led her to the computer. “I hope you can figure out what the problem is.”
Laying her bag on the desk she bent over the keyboard, “that is what I get paid for.”
He smirked. “Of course. So, any idea what the problem might be?”
She picked up the wireless mouse and leaned back against the desk. Her tongue snuck out to stroke her bottom lip. “I think I have an idea.”
He sat in his chair, watching her, shifting uncomfortably at her not so innocent gesture. “And?”
She flicked open the back of the mouse, “batteries.”
He couldn’t believe it. “Batteries? That’s the problem, batteries?”
She nodded her head and leaned over to show him the empty mouse. “That’s it; you realize your toys won’t work if they don’t have batteries, right?”
His gaze flitted between the hint of golden skin showing at the vee of her blouse and the empty mouse she was holding. He swallowed hard. “I know that.”
“Of course you do” she smiled sweetly and straightened. “And, lucky for you, I just happen to have some in my little bag of tricks here.”
Gripping the arms of his chair to keep himself from touching her, he watched as she flipped open the flap of her bag. The package of batteries landed on the floor with a thud. “Clumsy me” she said and bent over at the waist to pick up the package.
Jon couldn’t keep his hands to himself anymore. He caressed her hip and the curve of her ass.
“Mr. Bongiovi!” She stood and turned to look at him.
He shrugged his shoulder unapologetically. “You’ve got a great ass” he paused to look at her nametag “Glenna.”
“Thank you.” She picked up the mouse. “I’ll just put the new batteries in here and the keyboard and get out of your way.”
He stood and grabbed her hands, “I’ve got another toy you might want to look at.”
Setting the mouse down on the desk she looked him up and down, stopping briefly at the distended front of his pants. “Oh? Does it need batteries too?”
He chuckled, “never has before.”
Reaching for his belt she opened his pants. She purred low in her throat as she stroked him. “I think I know what the problem is.”
His hands stilled on the buttons of her blouse. “Really?”
She ran her finger around the tip, swirling the wetness she found there. “It needs to be plugged in.”
His head dropped forward, resting on her shoulder as he choked back a laugh. “Plugged in?”
“Hmmm mmmm. I’ve got just the spot for it too.”
He rolled his head off her shoulder pushing her to back against the desk, “I just bet you do.”
He skimmed his hands down her sides and lower, finding the hem of her skirt. Sliding it up slowly he groaned when his fingers stroked over the garters and then the smooth skin of her thighs. "You're making me crazy you know."
She pressed herself against him, her mouth eating at his. "That was the plan this morning."
He chuckled and slid his hands higher, his fingers whispering across her wet heated flesh. "You didn’t have to mess with my computer though."
She sucked in a breath, "this little scenario wouldn't have worked otherwise."
He pressed his fingers into her. "I should punish you for that."
She gasped as he pumped his fingers in and out, "promise?"
He chuckled and scraped his thumb across her clit, "you’ll just have to wait and see."