The work conference had gone well, and I went to the post-conference after-party. Management had put money behind the bar for free drinks, and I guess I had overindulged. I felt quite tipsy as I walked out into the cool evening air towards the accommodation rooms. I stumbled a little and then felt a hand around my waist, steadying me. "Go carefully," he said, "we don't want you falling, do we? I'll help you to your room,...

Tony had been stressed and under pressure for some time. Work was hard and he was missing his targets. We were heavily in debt and the annual bonus award decision was looming. In his early 50s, a change of career or even job was probably out of reach. I was really worried about him: Tony was short-tempered, putting on weight and withdrawing into himself. Our sex life, which at the best of times had been sporadic and vanil...

It’s not unusual for Karina to stop by my desk to acknowledge a comment made in a meeting or pop into a casual conversation at the beginning or end of a workday. But it is unusual for her to pull up a chair and show me something on her computer, as she did Friday of last week. After all, Karina is our Chief Financial Officer, responsible for budgets, expenditures, maximizing profitability, and ensuring financial data comp...

Alex Summers was the manager of the La Jolla Pharmaceuticals company. He had just finished masquerading as Santa Claus and handing out holiday bonuses at the company's Christmas party. Although the party was starting to wind down, the night was far from over for him. He quickly returned to his office to take off his fake beard and polyester Santa suit. In the middle of his wardrobe change, however, Savannah Nix, fiancée o...

She didn't want to be there... It was almost certain he would be there. It was his continuation day and her obligation as an alumni and board member was to make an appearance. Things didn't end well for them last time. The energy is too much for both of them. --------- He wants more. She's everything he wants, the chemistry, the connection, the bolt of lightning she sends through his body when he sees her. She hates that...

We were running late. Again. It was Friday, the night of the traditional end-of-contract office party that my boss always threw to celebrate the team's hard work, and we were late for my own party. Again. We arrived at the hotel in London in good time on Friday afternoon after work. Lucy had cancelled all her clients so she could get to the hotel early and begin getting ready while I finished at the office to meet her the...