He raised his eyebrows. “In here?”

Piper nodded and moved past him, setting the bag on his desk. “I realize we can’t, you know, do much in here.” She kept her voice low. “But after last night, and this morning, and the entire Pantygate thing today, I’m so horny I could die. My nipples are killing me. Aren’t you? I feel like I could crawl out of my skin. I hadn’t had an orgasm in so long, it’s like my body woke up from a long slumber and said, ‘Oh, yes! I remember now. We love those!’” She laid her hands on his shoulders and caressed them. “I need to do something about it.” She licked her lips seductively. “You know what I mean?”

“Piper, I’ve been rock hard since I woke up,” Michael rasped, then eased back when he heard someone in the hallway. His door wasn’t all the way shut, and if he’d had his way, he would have bent Piper over his desk. Instead, he returned to his chair, his hand snaking down to grab on to his dick through his pants to prove to her how hard he was. “I’ve been sitting here in pain all morning, waiting for your call. I was at least hoping for some sexting.”

Piper opened the bag of food. It smelled delicious. Thai was his favorite, as she well knew. “I did one better than a picture of my boob in a bathroom stall. I came here in person.” She leaned over conspiratorially. “So you can come in person.”

He fisted his cock harder. “You have my attention. And how exactly is that going to happen?” His brain was rapid-firing on all the different positions his wife could suck him off in here.

“Well, it’s pretty simple, really,” she answered, settling her hip on the edge of his desk. “After we’re done eating, I’m going to slip under your desk and blow you.” She said it like they were having a conversation about repainting the kitchen. She met his gaze and smiled lazily, her eyes glinting the way he loved when she was excited. “These law offices invest in nothing but the finest, most expensive mahogany desks.” She rapped her knuckles on the top. “Absolutely perfect for a naughty wife to fit under without anyone seeing.” Then she tapped the panel in front of his desk with her foot to prove her point.

She was right, his desk was solid wood all the way around.

He sat back in his chair, still stroking himself. “There’s one thing, however. Everyone knows you’re here.” She handed him a container of food. “If anyone comes in, they’re going to wonder where you are.”

“And you’ll tell them I’m in the ladies’ room.” She smiled as she passed him a plastic fork in a wrapper. Then she leaned closer. “It’s not that hard—well, not as hard as you are.” She chuckled. “But no one is going to suspect me of being under your desk. And if they come in, I’ll be as quiet as a mouse. It’s perfect, really. I’m going to leave your door open a little, too. It’s going to be fun. I promise.”

Michael got over his doubt in less than thirty seconds.

This was his hot wife, and they were going to engage in something dangerous and sexy. He was hard. In fact, his cock had been pulsing with its own heartbeat since she’d walked in. “Okay. You’re on, naughty girl.”

“I love this.” She happily dug into her food. “Maybe we’ll need to visit the Pleasure Paradise soon and pick out some outfits. I could come by next week, posing as a delivery girl.”

“Yeah, right.” He took a bite of food. “You’re far too recognizable, even in a delivery-girl outfit. And I shouldn’t have to tell you that your devilish blow-job plan ensures I’ll get off this time, but what about you? Tomorrow’s lunch has to include me eating you out, or today doesn’t happen.”

Piper’s eyes widened.

His wife hadn’t even given thought to her own satisfaction. She was too busy being turned on by the game. Michael was going to make sure it was tit for tat.

“I’ll have to think about that,” she said. “But I’m sure we can arrange something.”

“Wrong. You don’t need to do any thinking,” he said. “I do it. I’ll come by your office with lunch tomorrow—and a plan.”

He watched as Piper’s breath hitched and her eyelids got heavy. He was turning her on. With a hooded smile, she said, “I have lunch meetings every day but Friday this week.”

“Then Friday it is. That will give me time to prepare something good.” He grinned. “Piper, you’re not the only one who’s excited about this. I haven’t been this turned on in a long time. I like it risky just as much as you do. Our sex life is taking a turn for the best, and I’m all in.”

“I’m in, too.” She ate some food. “I like where this is going.” Her gaze was pinned on Michael. “But if we’re going to play a game, which seems logical since we’re both ridiculously competitive, there has to be rules.”

“What kind of rules?” he asked, reclining in his seat.

“Well, one, I’m proposing no sex at home.” Before he could respond, she held up her hand. “We can have plenty of foreplay, like we did this morning, but no sex—or coming. We save it for the payoff. At least for a while.”

“Okay, I’m down with that.” He’d already been thinking about fucking his wife in the shower tomorrow morning. It was one of their favorite places, and they hadn’t done it in there in too long. That would have to wait.

“Also, no involving other people directly. I think we’re both over that. I like the indirect route we’re on much better. It’s like a sexy secret between us.

He liked the idea of sexy secrets, too. That was a huge turn-on for him. “Indirect it is. But I can tell you right now, I’m going to have trouble keeping my hands off you at home. Now that we’re saying that’s off-limits, all I can think about is bending you over and taking you in every single room of the house.”

She leaned forward, whispering seductively, “I want your hands on me at home, make no mistake about it. You just can’t make me come and vice versa. I’m certain we can make good use of that rule. It can even be deliciously nasty.”

He groaned.

The way she’d said it was silky and full of promise, like she was already planning to do something dirty. “I’m about to explode with all his banter.”

Piper directed her fork at him. “No coming yet. Finish up your lunch, big boy. Your payday will be here soon. I’m almost done, and then I’m heading to the ladies’ room to freshen up. I’ll chat folks up on the way there, then try to sneak back unseen, so they think I’m still in there. This is going to be fun.” She happily dug into the rest of her food.

Michael ate a few more bites himself, but he was totally distracted. “Seeing you this excited gets me even hornier. Maybe we should come up with some kind of top-ten sex wish list or something. Then we could check them off like a treasure hunt.”

“Hm, that plan has some definite merit,” she agreed. “I love games. And speaking of treasures, you should’ve seen my boss this morning. He’s normally such a cool guy, but when the panties were discovered he had to put on the disapproval hat big-time.”

“That’s right, you haven’t told me what happened at the office. Who found the panties?”

Michael had watched Piper tuck them into a crevice of a chair in the conference room. She’d been hopeful they’d be found at the first meeting of the day, one that she was scheduled to attend, but she’d stuck them in pretty far to make it look like they could’ve been there for days.

“It was brilliant!” she said, her face animated. “It was Bobby, the marketing genius who’s a total nerd. He picked them up without knowing what they were and dropped them like a hot potato right on the table once he figured it out. I had to look away so I didn’t crack.” Piper laughed. “Then Becca, the one who has a serious stick up her ass, plucked them right up and took them to Larry’s office. They called in HR and made a huge deal out of it. An hour later, they called an all-office meeting—in the same boardroom, I might add”—Piper was positively gleeful—“and gave us all a talking-to about proper office etiquette. Larry also said they were going to ‘look into it further,’ and that was it.”