Monday Morning at the Office

She shook her head no. "Alright, then after you've iced the swelling out of the ankle I'll teach you how." He stood up and picked his clothing up from the floor. "Let me go get cleaned up, then we'll do the same for you, okay?"

Again Katie nodded. She could refuse him nothing. It was like every time he fucked her, another part of her will to resist him faded away. There wasn't much will in the first place, so she knew that soon she would do anything he asked of her. It scared her in a way, but pleased her, too. Kyle really was a genuine nice guy, so she knew he would never take advantage of her, but there was always that chance that maybe she wouldn't have enough faculties left to defend herself properly when the time came.

She sighed, clearing her mind. What would come, would come. And hopefully cum a lot. She grinned at her own silly joke and adjusted the ice pack on her ankle. The ice had nearly melted, so she hobbled over to the sink and poured the water out.

"Need some help?" Kyle asked from less than a foot away.

Katie had never heard him enter the room. She nearly jumped out of her skin, causing her to strike her injured ankle sharply against the cabinet. She collapsed with a shriek of pain. Kyle was nearly as startled by her reaction as she was. He only just collected her into his arms before she hit the ground. Once again, he lifted her into the air, this time concious of her naked body cradled in his arms.

Air hissed through Katie's teeth as the pain throbbed down her lower leg and past her ankle. "Sorry about that. I always forget that I sneak up on you. I didn't mean to scare you."

Katie rested her head against Kyle's shoulder, feeling the warmth of his body against her. "I know. And I forgot to keep an eye on the door so I wouldn't be surprised. Thanks for catching me, again. You seem to be making a habit of it."

"Well, it doesn't matter, I don't mind catching you. In fact, I enjoy it. It gives me a nice excuse to hold your exsquisite body against me."
Katie nestled back into the couch as Kyle set her down. "Exquisite, hm? You really think so?"

"Know so." Katie beamed a smile up at him from where she lay. She really did look quite good, lying naked on the couch, the hills of her tits wrapped in a skimpy bra, her lower body naked except for their combined cums drying on her thighs. Kyle handed her the towel so she could clean up without getting up from the couch again. "I'm going to go grab some aspirin. Be right back. I'll yell when I come back through the door."

True to his word, he called out her name as he came through the door. "Why don't you take these and have a little nap in here. Then if you're feeling better you can come back to work later. If not, you can go home. If your ankle hurts too bad to drive, I can take you home and pick you up in the morning, okay?"

She smiled an affirmitive. Kyle fetched the blanket from the closet where he kept it for emergencies and laid it across her. Quietly, he shut the conference/break room door behind him.

To her credit, Katie really did sleep. The nap was restorative and left her refreshed and feeling warm and fuzzy. She peeked over at the wall clock to check the time. It was almost noon. Kyle would be heading to lunch soon.

A long luxurious stretch over took her, and she stretched her enitre body from head to toe, rolling on the couch like a great cat. The stretch also brought the pain in her ankle flaring up, which until now had been kept at bay by the aspirin and sleep haze. She hobbled to her feet and walked to the counter where Kyle had set the bottle of aspirin.

"Feeling better?" Kyle asked from the doorway. Katie jumped, startled, but nearly as bad as if he'd been standing right behind her. From the doorway he admired her backside, and then more as she turned towards him, completely nude. She must have removed her bra before sleeping, because now her breasts hung free against her ribs.

"Yes, thank you. I take it our clothes are dry?" Pointing out that Kyle had his dress shirt back on. It looked a little rumpled, but still more professional than an old sweatshirt. He nodded and pointed to her dress which was draped over the back of a chair.

"I was wondering if you were hungry. I thought you might like to go out. Maybe go somewhere with a fabulous dessert to help make you feel better."

A grin spread across her face. He knew she couldn't resist dessert, and that ice cream was her favorite sympathy food. It would be all she needed to pick her day up from the crap it had been in the morning. Well, maybe she would need a little more to finish the day out right, but she wouldn't rush anything.

"Okay. I need to use the ladies room, then I'll get dressed and be ready to go." Kyle nodded his approval and walked out of the room towards his office. He had the perfect restaraunt in mind for their lunch, but it would require a little forethought on his part.

He slipped his shoes off even as he picked up the phone to dial the restaraunt. As he told them who he was and which table he'd like, and at what time, he slipped his socks off. Barefoot, he slipped his shoes back on. Thanking the hostess on the other end of the line, he set the phone back into its cradle.

Katie appeared in the doorway, as if on cue. She was once again in her thin dress, holding her shoes in her hand while trying to balance on one foot. Noticing Kyle's concerned look she told him, "It's alright. I'm just going to need some help getting to my car. I have some flats in there that will be little less painful. They won't match, but I'm tough enough to deal with that, I think." She frowned at her dress, as if by showing it disapproval it would change colors for her.

"Okay, let me help you wrap that ankle and then we'll be on our way." He did, and then they were.

For the first time in as long as he could remember his eyes didn't have to adjust to the dim interior of restaraunt. Outside, the rain had abaited for a while, but the thick storm clouds held the daylight to a dusk level. On the inside, soft electric faux candles set on the walls lit the interior in a soft glow. The restaraunt was actually a converted house, but it was still a beautiful place to eat, and the owners had fancied it up a bit to hide its origins. The floor had the thickest carpet allowed a restaraunt, while the tables were set with real plates, silverware, and tablecloths that hung nearly to the floor.

The hostess, Karen, spotted him instantly and ushered him through the large formal dining area to a smaller room in the rear that was reserved as a smoking section and overflow seating. She took him straight back to the booth he'd requested. She had questioned him on the phone if that's really where he wanted to sit, but he had said it was. The hostess knew he wasn't a smoker, so she'd had to double check to make sure she had the right booth.

She had it right, of course. Kyle knew that the Monday lunch crowd was always light, and the number of people in the smoking section were always few to begin with. Putting the two together he now got what he'd wanted, a completely empty room. Except for Katie and him, of course.

Kyle helped Katie take her seat, directing her into a seat that would have her facing away from the door. He seated himself while Karen rattled the daily specials and walked away. As soon as the hostess was gone, the waitress was there smiling down at Kyle.

Reactively, he rose again and wrapped the slender girl in a big hug. She returned the hug, squeezing him tightly enough to let him know she was happy to see him. So happy, in fact, that he could feel the hard points of her nipples pressing into his ribs. He separated from her with a smile and offered introductions.

"Katie, this is Mandy. Mandy, Katie. Katie here is my favorite co-worker, and Mandy is the finest waitress this restaraunt has ever had."

Mandy actually blushed a little at the compliment. Kyle eating at the restaraunt meant a lot to her, and she missed it when she wasn't working a shift when he came in to eat. He had been the first table she had ever waited on all by herself after her training, and even though she'd screwed up everything that could be screwed up, still he had made her feel better and left the biggest tip she'd ever heard of. Since then, she'd made it a point to wait his table. Not just because he was the biggest tipper she had, but because he was also the nicest customer she had. Some days, if it hadn't been for him showing up, she would have quit. He was just that nice of a guy.

"I'm glad somebody thinks I'm a decent waitress."

His voice hardened to hold a stern, threatening edge, "I'm sure everybody thinks your an excellent waitress. And if they think differently, you point 'em out to me and I'll be happy to rearrange their attitude for them." He smiled at the end, making light of his own tough guy attitude.

"Thank you, I'll make sure I do that. What can I get you guys to drink?"

Kyle just wanted a water, but Katie ordered a Long Island iced tea. "Pain killer," she explained. Seeing Mandy's mystified look she continued, "I sprained my ankle. I might have hurt myself more if Kyle hadn't been there to save me."

Mandy smiled warmly at Katie, "He has a way of being there when you need him, doesn't he."

"Sure does," Katie conspiratorally replied.

Kyle cleared his throat and Mandy disappeared to get the drinks, giggling over her shoulder. Katie and Kyle had a few minutes of small talk before Mandy returned with the drinks. "Honestly Kyle, you saved my day again."

"Really? What'd I do now?"

"You're my only customer. I was all set to go home until Karen told me you were coming. Then I just knew I had to stick around."

"Well, I'm glad you did. Otherwise Katie and I would have to fight to get the same service you give us."

Mandy smiled at him and leaned down to give him a peck on the cheek. "You're so sweet. I'll be back in a few minutes to take your orders."

Katie watched Kyle's eyes drifted to Mandy's rear as the young waitress walked away. She might have been jealous, except she thought that his eyes kept moving around the room, meaning he'd done it without really thinking about it. He was simply attracted to her, and she to him. How much so, however, Katie couldn't tell. Kyle had a way of hiding his emotions in other emotions. Smiling when he was angry was a classic example. Now his eyes flitted around the room, like he was nervous.

Katie took a sip of tea and the movement brought Kyle's attention back to her. Kyle looked at her in that soulful way of his that used to make her uncomfortable, but now made her feel like a cat in sunlight. When she'd first met Kyle she thought he used to stare at people to the point of being rude, but now it was just the way he perceived the world. He liked studying people, and would look at them with his deep brown eyes for long minutes before moving on. If women noticed him looking, they usually took as a sign that he was hitting on them. He really was that good looking. Guys spotting him would get uncomfortable, either becoming irritable or trying to hide their own eyes from his gaze.

Now, however, those deep brown eyes were focused on her, drinking in her skin, hair, dress, and body movement. In the dim light his eyes nearly appeared black, so dark that his irises seemed to be swallowed up by his pupils. When his eyes turned that color she thought he could see through her, into her soul like it was a book for him to read.

Katie sat and held the book of her soul up for him to read. She loved when he looked at her like that. Picking up the menu she let him continue to gaze at her, not bothering to distract him with small talk. Looking up from her menu she found that his expression had changed slightly. Changed in some way that made her body react lower than her growling stomach. Before she could revel in this new change Mandy returned.

"Ready to order?"

Katie was slightly disappointed that Mandy had returned. She had been hoping to react to Kyle's gaze in some way. "Oh no, I'm not. It'll just take me a second. Why don't you take Kyle's order first?"

Kyle slid over in his seat, leaving his arm on the back of it. "Why don't you have a seat? Take a load off while you wait."

Mandy smiled and slid into the booth, sliding over to place herself well within the reach of Kyle's arm where it rested behind her. She rested her elbows on the table, cupping her chin in her palms. "Did you notice anything different about me?"

Kyle hated that question, and if it had been anyone but Mandy asking he might have told them something snide about the increase in the size of their backside. But it was Mandy, and he'd known her since she was just starting at the restaraunt at sixteen. Her youthful passions never failed to infect him, even though he was only about a decade older than her. "You wore your hair down like I like it."

Katie glanced up, a tiny spark of jealousy flaring within her. Then two things happened at once. She realized Kyle was simply teasing her, and something touched the inside of her leg. Assuming her skirt had slipped she reached down to replace it when she felt something warm and solid. She looked up at Kyle, startled. Mandy noticed the swift head movement and Katie was forced to hide her surprise by scratching at her eye.

Mandy turned her attention back to Kyle. "Uh uh. Try again."

Kyle's foot stroaked against the inside of Katie's thigh. Years of groundfighting had taught him how to use his foot like a hand, and now all that practice became evident as Katie felt her juices beginning to flow. "You're a week older than that last time I saw you," Kyle mockingly guessed again.

Mandy giggled. "No. Fine, if you're not going to guess I'll show you." She held her hand out to Kyle, and now he had a close up look at the ring on her finger. He had spotted it earlier, but hadn't mentioned it yet. It wasn't just a standard department store costume jewelry ring that any teenager would buy. It was a real ring, engagement quality. He might have asked who the lucky guy was, but she was wearing it on her right hand.

"Wow. That's a chunk of mineral. Why'd you ever get that?"

"Because of you."

Katie glanced up quick enough to see Kyle start. Or, stop, really. When something social surprised Kyle he had a tendency to freeze whatever he was doing. She had to turn her attention back her menu when Kyle's foot started up the stroking again on the inside of her thigh.

"What do you mean by that?"

She beamed with her own pride. "I've saved every tip you've ever given me and set it aside. When I finally had enough set aside, I went and bought this ring as a birthday present from you to me."

"That doesn't really count as a present from me. I didn't know you were having a birthday, and I didn't select a gift for you with my own free will. How old are you now?"

"I turned eighteen last week. Your tip from last week was the last little bit I needed to get the ring."

Kyle's eyes rolled in his head as he did the math. He usually left a very sizeable tip, and averaged seeing her once every other week. Finally settling on a rough amount of how much she must have spent he whistled softly. "That's quite the ring, then. Shouldn't you have saved the money for college or a car or something?"

She shook her head. "No, mother. I don't think so." Suddenly she became very serious. "You've been so beautiful to me, I thought I should get something beautiful to reflect that."

Katie would've considered puking at the soap opera pick up line, but Kyle's toes so close to her tingling pussy kept her mind more on herself and her self control. "Well, you certainly did a nice job of picking how to show it. You never told me you were having a birthday."

"I wanted to get this before I told you, so you wouldn't feel obligated to get me a present."

He gave her a churlish grin. "Who says I was going to give you a present?"

Katie cleared her throat to interrupt them and to make sure she had control of her voice. "I'm ready to order."

Suddenly Mandy realized how close she had moved towards Kyle. They had leaned into each other as they talked, and now their faces were less than a foot away. Embarassed, Mandy swiftly stood and pulled the order pad from her pocket. "Okay, what would you like?"

Katie placed her order, but Kyle wasn't so quick. He looked up at Mandy standing over their table and told her, "Why don't you eat with us? It's the least I can do for your birthday. Besides, if you don't have any other tables do you really have anything else to do?"

Mandy shrugged. "I'll go see if my boss will let me." She took Kyle's order and disappeared.

With Mandy finally gone and the room empty, Katie could finally let herself go. "That feels so good," she huskily exclaimed, rubbing her crotch against Kyle's foot for emphasis. Kyle teased Katie by moving his toes all around her, touching her everywhere except where she ached to be touched most. She squirmed, trying to make him touch her pussy, but he always moved just in time to avoid it. "Do it!" she tried commanding him.

He smiled pleasantly at her. "I think you should make a little trip to the ladies room, first." With that, he withdrew his foot. Katie glared at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly under her increased breathing.

"Fine," she spat at him. "But you'd better be twice as good when I get back."

"Oh, don't worry. You'll enjoy it." She tried to glower at him, but it just didn't work. He could see through her fake pouting like a pane of glass.

Katie ran into Mandy on the way out and two stood and talked a few minutes, leaving Kyle to his own devices. Presently Mandy joined him and scooted into the seat beside him. "My boss said it was okay, since he'd probably be sending me home after you left anyway. It seems the rainy weather is keeping everyone away, today."

Kyle let a warmth seep into his voice that made it a smooth purr. "That's too bad. I guess that means we'll just have the restaraunt to ourselves, then." Mandy smiled at him, but her eyes hinted at an uncertainty, like she didn't know quite what he meant.

"I like it when the restaraunt gets slow. Yeah, sure I don't get any good tips and I'm forced to cleaning duties, but at least it's better than rushing all over all the time. A change of pace is nice." She paused, thoughtful for a minute. "Katie says the two of you are kind of seeing each other. How long have you been dating."

"Since Friday. Why do you ask?" Kyle wasn't daft, he knew exactly why she was asking, but he wanted to know a little more, first.

Her shoulders rose in a shrug and then dropped lower than their previous position before the shrug. Kyle also noticed she wouldn't look him in the eye, but instead fidgeted with her napkin. "I don't know. You know, my friends always tell me that if I like someone, I should just say it. Do you believe that?"

Kyle smiled. "Yes, I do. How can you expect to get anything accomplished, especially in a relationship, if you don't tell the other person how you feel?"

Mandy looked him in the eye briefly before returning to her napkin. Her fingers fidgeted on the paper, tearing small pieces of it apart. "I don't think I have the courage to do that. I don't like to cause fusses."

"Mandy, emotions aren't like waitressing. Sometimes creating a fuss is a good, healthy thing to do."

A deep breath and slow exhalation before Mandy said, "I...I like you Kyle." She glanced up, waiting for a reproach. When none came she continued. "I've liked you a long time. Ever since the first time I waited your table. I kept hoping you'd ask me out sometime, but now that you're with Katie, I'm afraid you never will."

Kyle was silent a while, waiting for Mandy to continue. When nothing else seemed forth coming he told her, "I can still ask you out, if that's what you want. Katie is rather open minded."