Wyatt is in a meeting with four people in one of the conference rooms, and there are potential business deals in the making. Alyssa is in her office. He didn't need her there today; it's all boring details, and she has other work to do. Wyatt was getting bored but acted otherwise; he needs to seem professional, even though he dislikes the people he's with. He wants the meeting to end, but they won't stop talking.

A knock on the conference door grabs everyone's attention. "Who the hell is that?" he thinks; everyone knows not to disturb him during a meeting. "Come in," he calls out, annoyed.

His annoyance subsides when the door opens, and he sees it's Alyssa. "I apologize for bothering you, sir, but I have something important to tell you," she says softly.

What could she possibly have to say that couldn't wait? "No, you're okay. Please, come in, Alyssa." He knows she wouldn't disturb him for no reason. She apologizes to everyone else before approaching him. She leans down, her lips near his ear.

"I have something for you when you're done. I will meet you in your office at lunch," she whispers seductively, slipping something into his pocket before brushing her hand across his crotch.

Thankfully, no one is close enough to hear or see what she's doing. He swallows hard, gripping the edge of his seat. What is she playing at? His cock stirs to life in his trousers.

"I will let you all get back to your meeting," she says innocently, confidently walking away.

He slips his hand into his pocket to see what she's put there. He glances down and realizes it's a pair of red lace panties. Yes! Her period is over, which means he can finally have sex with her. He swears it lasted longer than usual. She's so damn naughty. He can't believe she did this while he was in a meeting; she's never done anything like it before.

He pulls himself together, clears his throat, takes a sip of water, adjusts himself under the table, and focuses on the meeting. He has another meeting immediately afterward, so he can't even go to her after this one. She knew that. She's purposely teasing him.

He'll get her back for this. She'll be at his place tonight, and he plans on locking them in the playroom for a few hours. The woman is addictive; he can barely go a few days without his fix. Yes, she's given him oral sex a couple of times over the last few days, but it's not the same as burying his cock deep inside her.

He needs to keep it together for at least the next two hours. He's going to be so damn sexually frustrated by then. His gut tells him she isn't done teasing him. The next fifteen minutes feel like forever.

"I think we can wrap it up here. I need to get organized for my next meeting." Everything that needs to be covered has been covered, so there's no point in wasting any more time. They all agree, and they wrap it up. He shakes all their hands and walks them to the elevator. Alyssa will need to go into the conference room to set up for his next meeting.

He passes by her office on the way to the elevator. She smirks and waves at him. He shakes his head and laughs. He sees her head to the conference room to set up as they reach the elevator. He says goodbye to everyone. The second the elevator doors close, he darts straight for the conference room and closes the door behind him.

Alyssa is going around the table, setting out proposals and fresh water for his next clients.

"What are you playing at?" he asks.

She turns to face him with the sweetest smile, "What do you mean, sir? I didn't do anything."