A Simple Transaction

Avery

The voice didn't belong to the man dominating my filthy daydreams. I blinked past the haze of my arousal to find Carl from Accounting standing by my cubicle. He held a stack of manila folders tight against his chest, peering down with deep concern.

"Are you feeling alright? Your face is practically glowing red."

"I'm fantastic! Totally fine." The words tumbled out in a high-pitched squeak