Undercover Lover – Part 8


The women make a trip to the bathroom and, of course, the men are the main topic of conversation.

The girls made the appropriate sounds of delight. All of them speculated on what it would be like to take Brodie to bed. Apparently, he was serious about keeping sex out of the office. He hadn’t slept with any of these attractive women who obviously would have made it easy.

“So, how about Stan? You gonna hook up with him?” Joni asked Saige as they walked back to the men.

“Maybe. Right now I’m not looking for a relationship. Let me try to work out what I’ve got first.”

“Honey, that’s the point, you don’t have one at the moment.”

“He’s too nice to be the angry sex guy. Not that I wouldn’t be interested. He’s so hot.”

“They’re all nice,” Bonnie said with a sigh. “Angry sex needs to be with some guy you hate and never want to see again.”

Saige laughed, hiccuping slightly. “Maybe I should call Ben and have angry hate sex with him.”

“Don’t you dare! You’re not to have a thing to do with that man for a month,” Dido scolded.

“What if he calls and wants to get back together?”

“Honestly? Make him suffer. Let him think you’re boffing Brodie. It will make him sick with envy,” Tracy contributed.

“He already thinks that. It’s one of the problems.”

“Then he should be insanely crazy when you don’t speak to him for a month. Let his balls get good and sore, then hang up the phone when he calls begging for you to come home.”

“Bonnie, that’s plain evil.”

“Maybe so, but it works.”

Joni took Saige aside before she left with Chris, another guy in their office. “You should definitely take the chance to sample Brodie.” She looked around cautiously to make sure no one was listening. “He’s so hot, he’d leave scorch marks.”

“He’s my boss, Joni. I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

“Why not? He’s all kinds of sexy.”

“Because I like him too much. And he’s my boss,” she stressed. “It would be a bad move for me right now.”

“Whatever. You’re crazy, but okay. Night, hon! Call if you need me.”

“Thanks, Joni.”

She got similar advice from all the women as they left with different guys. Stan was the only man not leaving with one of the girls. He looked somewhat forlorn. Saige plopped down on a stool next to him while Brodie talked to Stan’s sister Suzie.

“Not got a rendezvous, Stan?”

He shrugged, shaking his head. “Nope. Keeping my options open in case you change your mind.”

Saige gave him a gentle, platonic kiss on the lips. “You are an amazing guy, Stan. You’re the kind of man I could fall in love with.”

“But?”

“I’m not going to use you like that. It wouldn’t be right.”

“Well, if you ever need a dance partner or a fuck buddy, you call me.”

“I’ll do that,” she smiled, giving him another kiss.

This time, he didn’t allow it to be casual and friendly. He drew her to him, holding her close to a firm, well delineated body that felt very good next to hers. His kiss was magnetic, electrifying, incredible. Never in her life had she been kissed like that, even by Ben. He lingered over the embrace for a good minute before letting her go. Without a word, he left.

Saige’s breath caught in her chest, making her lightheaded. That was the best kiss she’d ever gotten in her life. If he had more to offer than a good set of lips, the casual sex sounded better than ever.

“No,” she told herself, shaking her head. “Not for the rebound guy. No, no, no!”

“You all right, sugar?” Suzie stood next to her, eyes wide, tray perched on her hip.

“I’m okay. Wow!”

“Are you completely out of your mind then?” She whispered. “Kissing Stan in front of Brodie. Are you insane?”

“Just drunk.”

Suzie laughed. “Oh, okay. Yeah, that excuse will hold up in court. Cause if you do that again, Brodie’s gonna kill him.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll explain it to him.”

“Explain what to whom?” Brodie stood at her elbow.

“I’ll tell you in a minute,” Saige said with a smile. “Bye, Suzie. Thanks.”

“What was that all about?” Brodie looked worried.

“She’s concerned you want to break Stan into itsy bitsy pieces.”

Brodie laughed suddenly, sounding loud on the empty street. Putting a friendly arm round her shoulders, he led her to the car.

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