16. Shall we eat?

We finished what was left of our coffee, or at least I did, Walter had given up on the coffee and I was amused by the looks he kept throwing at me as I was drinking mine. He couldn't hide the disapproval and judgment on his face but I wasn't about to waste R50 like that, money didn't grow on trees, as my mother would put it. 

My manager gave me the go-ahead to join Walter on his trip which was a week from now. I spent the week preparing for it, reading all the material he gave me. On a more personal note, the texts between me and Walter had become more frequent, not a day would go by without a funny meme or video from him, and I would always respond with laughing emojis, just like that, we would continue to chat about other things. It didn't matter whether we were discussing a meme or terrible coffee, it was effortless with him and I found that refreshing.

Finally, it was thee day, and this time we were traveling by the company mini-bus. The location was a Safari lodge 4 hours outside the city but Walter decided to drive before us. On the mini-bus, I was sitting next to a woman called Shirley, a senior PR consultant, we spoke a lot about her job and what it was like working under Walter, the woman only had nice things to say about him, the only bad thing she said was that he was a natural flirt, but I would've figured that one out myself. 

We got to the venue around late afternoon but we couldn't work in our tired state. In a true Walter-style, we had drinks to break the ice and get to know one another because we were going to be working closely with each other for the next 4 days, which was not a bad idea because halfway into supper, we were all chatting like best friends. We finished drinking and scattered to our rooms. Surprisingly Walter didn't text me that whole day, but I figured he was busy preparing for the work ahead.

The next day we all met at the conference venue where all the activities would be taking place, there was a movie coming up and two of our stars were the main leads, this was like a script-reading workshop. As an editor, I didn't have much to do as the script was already written, but I was there as a contingency plan in case someone decided to change their lines. So I didn't have much to do which was disappointing, but being the kind of person I am, I took this as an opportunity to assist Shirley in her PR work, she gave me a bunch of documents to proofread and make review notes. The first day went by just as quickly as it came, and there was no text exchange between Walter and me.

The next day, Shirley gave me more stuff, I decided to go work in my room which was more open and more relaxing. Before I knew it, the work was taking up my whole evening, 'I didn't know Shirley's job was so demanding'... I looked at the clock and it was already 6:00 pm...seeing that I won't make it to supper, I decided to call the kitchen and ask them to bring the food to my room... 

"Knock, Knock",

I looked at the time and it was 6:30 pm, I assumed it was the food, and I excitedly opened the door only to meet Walter's eyes. 

I liked to keep my braids tied up ponytail-style when I was working to avoid any distractions. Since I left the conference room around mid-day, I decided to get more comfortable, I had on my short grey jogger pants and a white oversized T-shirt covering the shorts. I was looking like a cute college girl during exam week and the state of the room supported that notion, there were papers scattered all over the double bed and on the table by the big mirror reflecting the full size of the bed.

"Mr. Se-Sek-", Walter waltz straight into my room without even giving me a second to think. He had with him a tray with two plates and two sodas. Luckily the room was big enough to fit a coffee table and a two-seater couch which were clear of any papers.

He finally came to a standstill by the coffee table, turned to look at me, and ordered me to close the door. I didn't even notice that I was still standing at the door. I saw his eyes scanning me from head to toe, the feeling was mutual because I also couldn't help but scan him, probably for different reasons. 

"I was on my way to my room when I heard the kitchen lady order one of the workers to bring food to your room...so I decided to save them the trip", he said while making himself comfortable on my couch but I stood frozen still lost wondering what this person is doing here...

"Sorry sir, but are you going to eat here?"

"Yes, why not, I can't have you eat alone, come sit...", he said tapping the empty space next to him. I was shocked and in panic mode, as if that was not enough, my mind decided to take a road trip of its own. I had all kinds of scenarios playing in my mind, none of them were innocent. This gorgeous man was sitting in front me with a tight T-shirt that perfectly showed his arms and shoulders with long grey jogger pants that emphasized his manhood, and God! he was gifted! 'forget the food, let's eat him instead', the evil voice suddenly spoke again. I kept imagining myself sitting on his lap and doing all sorts of things while I had my breasts pressed up against his face and his hands running wild on my back. 

"Ms. Thandie....are you there?"

I gasped for air and softly responded to his call with guilt in my voice. I felt like a child caught red-handed with a stolen cookie whilst still standing in front of the cookie jar, "Sir..."

"Come, I won't bite you, unless...", he had to go and pull out that manly and seductive voice of his...he definitely knew what I was thinking...

"Yes, unless....", I felt those words leave my mouth in my own seductive voice in response to his whilst slowly and seductively making my way to the couch. 'Two can play this game', at this point, I was no longer in control, I was possessed by the ghost of a turned-on woman. I could feel the tension in my body building up and all the blood rushing to my already throbbing hidden little lady body party.

I knew I had to get ahold of myself before things went any further, but how? The way he was looking at me told me he was having the same thoughts and the same burning desire to turn this room even more upside down...