Chapter 36

Val tossed and turned in bed that night, unable to sleep. All he could think about was Cora. Finally he kicked off the covers, reached down and grabbed his aching cock. What would sex be like with Cora? Her buttoned-up image was a cover - he was sure of that. Underneath the conservative suit was a hot-blooded beauty who would melt for him like the finest chocolate. Her kiss alone had proven it.
He stroked his fist up and down his swollen shaft as he remembered that kiss. So hot. So sweet. She'd tasted of tandoori and mango lassi. She'd smelled of curry and woman. Her small hands had gripped his waist while she responded like wildfire, opening her mouth and welcoming him inside.
Would her pussy be that hot? He had no doubt of it. She'd be silky, wet and tight as a glove, her muscles clenching down as he thrust into her heat. His cock swelled farther as he imagined her short nails digging into his shoulders while her legs wrapped around his waist. Or maybe he'd take her from behind, his hands filled with the sweet globes of her lush ass as he pounded into her snug, slippery cunt. Pre-cum beaded on his tip and his balls drew up hard and tight. Oh yeah, she would be so responsive that it wouldn't last long. He just knew that once she cut loose, Cora would blaze like a comet, taking all he wanted to give her.
He'd lick her sweet pussy, drinking her juices and teasing her clit with his tongue until she came. Then he'd bury his dick inside her, so deep they'd be like one. Maybe later she'd go down on him, wrapping her full lips around the tip of his cock and sucking him deep, her hands on his balls, her tongue tickling his shaft as she swallowed...
Val's spine bowed up off the bed when he came, ropes of thick semen spurting out over his abdomen and chest. He kept pumping his hand - the orgasm was longer and harder than usually happened when he was on his own. Finally spent, he lay back against the pillows, fighting for breath. As soon as he could move, he'd go take a shower.
Jesus, if that was what it was like just thinking about her, actual sex with Cora was liable to kill him.
Friday morning Cora woke herself up with a moan. She'd been dreaming about Val - again. Exhausted, she'd gone to bed early and had woken up every hour or so, her body aching and wet after dreams of hot, sweaty sex. And every single time she'd woken up before the actual climax, damn it to hell. A glance at her alarm clock told her it was too late to try again. She had to get up and get ready for work in another three minutes. Tonight she was going to dig out the battery operated boyfriend Marla had given her and hope the batteries were still good.
All morning, she dragged herself, bleary-eyed, through a staff meeting and her mountain of paperwork. It was nearing noon when her boss Kim Schaeffer popped her head into Cora's small office. "Hey, Cora, have you got a minute?"
Cora nodded. Talking to her boss beat falling asleep at her desk.
Kim perched on a chair in front of Cora's desk. "You know your employment anniversary is the end of this month, right?"
Oh lord, was she about to get fired at her annual review? She didn't think she'd done anything wrong.
"And this year they limited the amount of vacation time you can bank for future use to two weeks per year. I'm afraid you're in a sticky situation, Cora. You've hardly used any of the time you've accrued in the last four years. Because of the new rules, you have two and a half weeks to use up before February 28 or lose them. And the county administrator doesn't want to see anyone lose them."
"So what can I do? It's not like I can drop everything and take over two weeks off. I've got a caseload to cover." Though sleeping for at least one week did sound wonderful.
"That's exactly what you can do. You're not scheduled to be in court until March, and I've divided up all your cases among your coworkers. It's no more than you've done for them when they've taken vacation time. You'll have the rest of the day to fill them in. Then as of 5:00 this afternoon, you're on vacation until the end of the month. And I'll be here to make sure you don't sneak any of that paperwork home with you."
"But..."
"I understand, Cora." Kim's voice was soft with concern, but Cora knew the supervisor wasn't going to budge. "You're one of the most dedicated people I've ever worked with. But we all need a break sometime. Look at yourself in the mirror, if you don't believe me. You're exhausted."
In the end, there was nothing Cora could do. Like it or not, as of that night, she would be officially off work for two and a half weeks. This was the strangest day she'd had at work - maybe ever.
And then it got weirder.
"Flower delivery for Ms. Lopez." Lisa, the department receptionist stood in the door of Cora's office and giggled. "Look what you got, lady. Who's the new boyfriend?"
Cora looked up and gaped. A dozen red roses? Who the heck would send her those?
"You owe me two bucks for the tip to the delivery guy." Lisa set them on Cora's desk and pointed to the card. "So what does it say? Who is he?"
"I have no idea. I haven't even had a date in six months or so." Not unless she counted that weird dinner with Val the night before. But red roses - those meant something more than a shared laugh over a computer glitch. She fumbled with the card.
"Cora,
Thanks for a lovely evening.
Val"