For Essie

Nov. 25th, 2016 02:30 pm
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Washington Jones always held office hours over the holidays, even if most of his students were away. The fact that he had a full Thanksgiving dinner all weekend in his office usually helped draw in a few lone students who both needed additional help and also didn't have a family of their own they could or wanted to spend the holiday with. It was Wash's way of trying to provide a community, a pack, to his students.

He would have even been there working late except that tonight he had somewhere important to be; a date with Essie Wakewood. It wasn't an official sort of date, more just a meeting between two people over drinks. Not that he would have minded if it was more, Miss Wakewood was a fine looking young woman with a bit of fire in her, but it was just professional between them.

Tonight he at least had some exciting news to share with her. Potentially exciting news at least, if the letters that his friend from the university in New York were actually from her family. Washington hoped that they were, just because Miss Wakewood seemed so desperate to find something on the Wakewoods. Truth be told, Washtington was curious too now. It was hard for a wolf to give up a hunt once he was on it.

Pulling his motorcycle up to where they'd planned to meet he smoothed down his shirt before he headed inside. He was running just a bit late and hoped that she hadn't been waiting too long.

Date: 2017-06-06 05:19 am (UTC)
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"I suppose you want me with the lights off, maybe just some low light so I can see the sweat shimmer all over you." Gods, that was an erotic thought and it made her smile although she refused to take her eyes off the road. She didn't want to risk it.

"Maybe I can rub you down after. Or before?"

Date: 2017-06-17 04:38 am (UTC)
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"Are you taking my clothes off for me, or am I giving you a striptease?"

So many ideas, so many plans, holy hell she was horny and she couldn't wait to get to the cabin. With a grin and a flush rising in her cheeks, she manages to shrug out of her coat without too much effort, tossing it into the back seat as she pulled a little at the collar of her sweater. And without the coat, she knew he could definitely see the skirt riding up on her thighs a bit.

"Don't forget to call out the directions. A wrong turn at this juncture would be a tragedy."

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