I try to hide my grin when I hear my mom say, "Damn it, your dad forgot his lunch again," but it's impossible.

"I'll bring it to him," I quickly say, grinning like an idiot and grabbing the bag my mom is still holding. "It's completely out of your way. You don't have to do that.""Relax, Mom. College doesn't start for another couple of weeks. I have nothing at all to do today, so I can easily run it over there."

I race back up the stairs before she can argue. I'll take any excuse to go to my dad's work, especially if it means I'll get to set my eyes on his unbelievably sexy boss. I've had it bad for Mr. Harding for as long as I can remember. He may be more than twice my age, but the man looks like a god, and he's starred in every single sexual fantasy I've ever had.

I decide on a ridiculously short skirt and a pink top that hugs me like a second skin. Looking in the mirror, it's painfully obvious that I'm braless, so I grab a little black sweater to appease my mom. With any luck, I'll catch Mr. Harding's eye. We did have a bit of a moment at the Christmas party last year - the heated look he gave me still gets me wet every time I think about it.

By the time I'm pulling into the parking garage, my panties are soaked and my nipples are so fucking hard they ache. When I hear a deep, sexy voice behind me, my whole body responds. "Renee, it's nice to see you again."

I turn and look up at the sexiest face I've ever seen - the one I have memorized and have fucked myself to more times than I can count. His green eyes look amused as he runs his eyes over me, and the dark stubble on his cheeks makes me want to hike up my skirt and press my pussy to his face.