Chapter 1681 Get A Chance To Fuck Her:>Ep2

• We were just incredibly in sync. It started around our product, service, and sales pitches, but it started to bleed over into which restaurants to eat at, conversation topics, all the little stuff too. But still we kept it strictly professional. I was starting to have some feelings under all that, even beyond my initial fantasies, but I tried hard not to show it. I tried not to admit it to myself, either. Was she starting to have feelings too? At some level, I believed Maddie's opinion of the situation. There was no reason for Jess to trade down. I tried hard not to get my hopes up. What was the point, anyway? I was still married, and that meant something to me.
• But still, Jess seemed to like me. We seemed to enjoy our time together. She always seemed genuinely happy to see me. Of course I thought she was beautiful. I loved stealing glances at her when she wasn't looking. I loved positioning myself on the trade floor behind her so I could sneak in glances at her ass. But she didn't dress sexy. It was always businesslike. She never even undid an extra button for drinks after dinner. I kept myself in pretty decent shape, but I was 51; she was 30, with a rich, hot, charming fiancee. I did spend more than a few of those hotel room nights fantasizing about her in the next room, sometimes just on the other side of a thin wall, but I was realistic. I tried not to get ahead of myself.
• One night in St. Louis, she knocked on my door late. My heart jumped. I opened it to see she was wearing pajamas covered by a bathrobe. She'd forgotten toothpaste and wondered if she could borrow some. Of course I let her, but I had to admit to some disappointment that she'd been wearing unexciting pajamas, and not the lingerie of my dreams. But to me she was sexy even wearing a hoodie and oversized sweatpants.