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nice to meet you anyway, Maxine. And call me, Lissa.” I smile warmly at her and Sean.
    “And how are you doing so far? First day on the job, so Sean tells me.” I'm amazed he's discussed me with her. I must have made an impression in his mind that he didn't forget me the second he went out the door. I notice Sean is examining the chocolate cookies. He obviously likes chocolate.
    I have a chocolate fantasy, which I love to indulge. I start one end of a long thin chocolate bar, and my dream chocoholic guy starts the other. We're not allowed to bite, just suck and lick until it all melts in the warmth of our mouths and all around our lips. Until finally, we meet in the middle in an orgasmic chocolate kiss, where we lick each others faces clean. I'm staring at Sean's mouth and imagining myself licking it and his tongue all over mine.
    I leave my heavenly erotic fantasy and hurtle back to earth with a bump.
    “I'm doing good, thanks. Just getting used to the routine, and all that...anyway...what can I get you guys ?”
    “I'll have a primo cappuccino, no sugar, please, and we're sitting in,” she says.
    I turn my attention to Sean. “Charlie tells me you're on the espresso, pm?”
    “That's right, and make it a double. I need an extra hard hit to get through the rest of my afternoon with Maxine, I think she may be in one of her feminist moods.”
    “Pardon? So I'm feminist and moody, am I? What a gentleman you are at times,” she says, pulling an unamused face at him.
    “I consider myself to be a gentleman at all times ,” he replies, stressing his words in a tone that implies he actually does.
    “Do you? I can't fathom why.” She folds her arms and stares up at him with raised eyebrows.
    “Why don't you just whip my goddamn ass and get it done with?” he replies, shortly.
    “I'd love to whip your backside, darling, but I don't think you'll see that as punishment.”
    “I might, if you whip me hard and long enough. Keep going till I scream in pain and beg for mercy at your sweet Gucci feet,” he grins at her and gives me a wink.
    He has just become so hot and delicious, I'm salivating, and about to drool down my shirt.
    She sighs loudly. “You're such a bad boy.”
    It seems Maxine and I agree on Sean in principle.
    “And you're a real ball breaker,” he replies.
    Maxine giggles, “If I were a few decades younger I'd do more than break your balls.” She brushes the back of her fingers down his cheek, sensually.
    “If you were, I'd let you. But as you're not, I'll continue to respect your age, wisdom, talent and beauty.”
    The two of them chuckle together, a little dirtily, I notice.
    I process their payment in amusement. I'm enjoying their banter now I know it's playful.
    “If you'd like to take a seat. I'll bring them over. With a complimentary whip...I mean cookie...” I offer with a sweet smile.
    I see his expression change, his eyes flare with a real surge of interest. I subtly eye him up, flicking my gaze up and down him appreciatively. I think I could look at him all day and all night. Until my eyes are scorched and burned to a crisp. Then I remember, yet again, he's Charlie's. I stop my eyes wandering over his dark blue denim hips. Unfortunately I can't stop him eying me up, which he is now very into. I'm flustered at the way his eyes are roaming around my body. Actually, they're just roaming around my tits. Up and down the valley and peaks. I'm burning up, imagining what he's thinking.
    I turn away to compose myself. While their java brews and trickles into the cups, I calm down and busy myself with the very frequent and tedious coffee machine cleaning duty, which I am fast coming to hate.
    They wander off to the far end and sit down. I can see, despite the age gap, gender difference, and constant verbal antagonism, they're at ease with each other. But I suppose they would be. Like an artist and her muse. They converse continually, little comments and animated sentences flowing like a current