Silk Stocking Inn by Tess Oliver EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Tess Oliver
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- Genre: Magical Realism
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I nibbled absently on the rubbery pizza and made the firm decision to
stay away from frozen, gluten-free pizza in the future. I dropped the slice
back onto the microwaveable dish. The pizza bounced like one of those
elementary school pink erasers.
Squeaky wheels and a towering stack of sodas rolled into the break room
as I sat back with my bottle of green tea. A handsome face peered around the
tower of boxes to check for obstacles in the path leading to the vending
With a disappointing lunch in front of me and a long, dull board meeting
to follow, I let myself have the luxury of watching the unexpectedly hot
delivery man load up the drink machine. He dragged out an impressive
collection of keys from his faded jeans, a pair of nicely worn denims that
wrapped perfectly around his tight ass.
He flashed a pearly white smile over his shoulder. “How’s it going?” His
voice was even deeper than I’d expected.
“Well, lunch was a bust, but the entertainment is looking up.”
The man spun around and leaned casually against the machine. He leaned
his dark head to the side to gaze boldly beneath the table. “Nice legs. I bet
they’d look even better wrapped around me.”
I pushed the chair back, stood confidently and sashayed over to him. His
scent was a mix of aftershave, man and cola. “What are you suggesting, sir?”
“Sir? I like that.” Again, he lowered his head to the side to drag his
hungry stare down my body. “Lose the panties, beautiful, and let’s see if we
can shake up the sodas in this machine.”
A breath caught in my throat, and a delicious ache pulsed between my
“What’s your name, baby?”
“Jessi,” I said on the breath I’d been holding.
“Jessi” he repeated, but his voice was no longer deep. “Uh, Earth to
Jessi.” Long, well-manicured fingers snapped in front of my face. I shook
myself out of the daydream.
The delivery man was bent down into the machine filling it with cans. I
wasn’t standing in front of him, breathlessly waiting for him to relieve me of
my panties. About the only thing that hadn’t been my imagination was his
very fine ass.
Cara, my assistant, blinked at me. “Jeez, Jess, your face is blushed pink.
Something tells me I just interrupted one hell of a daydream.” Her eyes
followed my sightline. “Oh my. Well that explains a lot. And it tells me that
we have to find you a new man and fast. The last thing we need is the vice
president of the company taking her lunch break up against the vending
machines with the good looking delivery man between her legs.”
Cara, whose voice tended to carry as far and wide as dandelion seeds in a
brisk wind, caught the attention of the man. He shot me a crooked,
conspiratorial smile as if he’d actually taken part in my erotic musings.
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