Trouser Snake 5 : Pt. 1

"Now now, Mr Holloway, take it easy," She teased. "Or I'll cut your junk off."

"Um. Please don't."

"Well, come to dinner, or don't. If you do, maybe we can have a bit more fun, huh? Now sit down until I'm gone."

Bernie watched her dress and leave, his heart racing. As soon as he was sure she'd left, he desperately pulled on his pants. He opened the office door and stood there, staring madly.

"Um, Lela?" He asked his secretary, who was very pointedly looking through some papers.

"Yes, sir?" She asked, not looking at him.

"Has my assistant come back at all?"

"No, but she left a message at reception. It says 'Have gone with Mr Wesley. It's an emergency. He says we have dinner plans. See you later, Hayley'."

"Oh," Bernie said, feeling faint. "Oh."

"Are you okay, Mr Holloway?" She asked, finally looking at him. He noticed she was blushing.

"Yes. Yes I'm fine."

"It just sounded like a very serious meeting you just had."

"Oh. Well, yes." He said, before retreating into his office again. He needed a chance to think. What was he going to do?

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