My hands spread around his hips to disappear into the back pockets of his khakis.His round buttocks fit my palms perfectly,and when I give them a playful squeeze,Evan thrusts toward me.Releasing my tie,he unbuttons my shirt as he kisses my chin,my jaw,my ear—I gasp his name and hug him tight against me.If nothing more comes of his working late but these kisses and hiswelcome weight in my lap,I will go to bed this evening with added fuel for allmy erotic fantasies he’s starred in since he started working for me.