Catherine was kneeling on the edge of the bed, phone in hand. "Did you see me changing clothes?" she asked.
"Yeah, I did. You look great even when you're getting dressed," I replied with a nod.
"Oh my gosh, this is so embarrassing!" she exclaimed before hanging up.
Looking at the darkened screen, I shook my head, feeling a bit amused.
I tried calling her back, but she didn't pick up. She was probably busy with work.
I lay on the bed for a bit, thinking about the time I spent with Catherine. Then, feeling refreshed, I got up and went to wash up before leaving the room.
Emily and John were already having breakfast, looking a bit anxious.
John saw me and quickly said, "David, hurry up and eat your breakfast, or you'll be late."
"Okay," I replied, heading to the table. I grabbed two pieces of toast and some bacon, made a quick sandwich, and finished it in a few bites with some cold milk.
John quickly tossed the plates into the sink. "Let's go. We'll clean up when we get back from work," he said, pushing Emily and me out the door.
Thanks to John's urging, we made it to the company on time and attended the meeting promptly.
Grace was seated at the center of the meeting, while three team leaders guided us newbies through our work routines.
I ended up sitting next to Mia. As soon as I sat down, her leg entwined with mine.
She was rocking a brown short skirt and a matching top, with high heels to complete the look.
She draped her right leg over my left, her foot nestled between my thighs, slightly lifting her forefoot while her slender heel touched the ground, swaying slightly from side to side. The smooth skin of her leg rubbed against the inside of my thigh through my pants, which was enough to get me going.
In a few minutes, I was already getting hard.
Then, Mia discreetly placed her other leg on my thigh, both legs resting on my left leg, her knees together.
I took the chance to place my hand on her knee, slowly moving up her thigh towards her skirt.
Mia knew what I was up to and willingly spread her legs apart.
As my hand slid to the right, it touched the left side of her right leg, continuing up her thigh towards her skirt.
Halfway through, my palm got caught on the narrow and tight hem of her skirt, only the fingertips and half of my palm making it inside.
But my fingertips just brushed the outside of her pussy.
Mia was only wearing a thong under her skirt, no stockings or safety shorts. So I easily touched her pussy and felt its warmth.
Mia's pussy seemed sensitive and eager, as just the touch of my fingertips caused a warm flow from her.
I pushed my fingers into her pussy as best as I could; her panties were already clinging to her pussy, and I traced my fingers upward, teasing her.
I could clearly feel her full clitoris being teased by my fingers, releasing and pressing it back, repeating the motion.
Mia almost let out a low moan, but quickly clamped her mouth shut, remembering we were in a meeting. She squeezed her legs together, straightening my slightly bent hand.
I used my index and middle fingers to gently rub the inside of her thigh, feeling her smooth, silky skin.
Mia was getting too worked up. She grabbed my arm, signaling for me to ease up and gesturing for me to stop.
But since she started this, I wasn't about to back down easily.
Knowing she wouldn't dare make any noise that could draw attention, I didn't hold back.
Mia shot me a slightly reproachful look, then glanced down at my crotch with a mischievous smirk.
While Grace continued talking, Mia reached for my crotch, unzipped my pants, and slipped her hand inside, touching my hard cock through my underwear.
I was already rock hard, and her touch made me almost jump out of my underwear.
I quickly used my free hand to pull her hand out, but as soon as I did, she used her other hand to slip back in.
This back-and-forth was too obvious and could easily be noticed by others.
So, I pulled my hand out from under her skirt, grasping her hands, then leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Stop messing around. We might get caught."
"You stop first," she said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop. Let's focus on the meeting," I finally gave in.
After that, Mia and I both withdrew our hands, placing them on the table and paying attention to Grace.
As the meeting went on, Grace assigned the team leaders to collaborate with another company to improve public relations.
This meant Mia would be leaving the company soon, and I wouldn't have the chance to relieve my desires with her after the meeting.
I felt a bit frustrated, even forgetting to take care of an important matter.
After the meeting, I followed the crowd out of the room but headed to the restroom instead of my office.
As I reached the restroom, I ran into Jessica coming out of the women's restroom. She was wiping her hands, and a few droplets of water were still on her arms.
"Ms. Thomas, hello," I greeted politely.
"Hello," Jessica smiled and greeted me, then looked me up and down. "Wait a minute, sir."
I took a few steps, then stopped and looked at Jessica. "What's wrong?"
"Your zipper is open," she said casually, pointing to my crotch with her slender fingers.
I quickly looked down and realized I had forgotten to zip up my pants after fooling around with Mia in the meeting room!
And my cock, still hard from Mia's teasing, was pushing my underwear up high, with some fabric even peeking out.