Lust

Joseph's POV

Joseph watched the found boy with list in his eyes. The young boy, who was considered a cutie in the bar he worked at, didn't notice the lustful gaze that bore holes into his back.

He was busy working on the tables around Joseph, giving him a delicious view of the cuties round ass every time he bent over the table to sweep crumbs into his his hand. The young boy, oblivious to the carnivorous gaze that roved his body, hummed and swayed his hips to the music that drifted through the air as he cleaned the unoccupied tables around Joseph.

Josephs dick twitched as he imagined gripping those hips as he pushed into the young boys tight heat, while the young boy gasped his name, "Jo-".

"Shane can you come into my office for a second?"

Joseph's thoughts were shattered as the owner beckoned to the young boy- Shane - from the office doorway. "Sure boss", Shane's voice drifted over Joseph's skin like warm honey, and Joseph's imagination went wild as he thought of how Shane's voice would sound during sex.

As Shane wove his way through the tables to the office, Joseph resolved that he would get Shane in his bed tonight.

Shane's POV

Shane almost skipped as he walked towards Charlie's- his boss -office. It had been so fun teasing the hunk of a man he had been working around. It was easy, really, when he thought about it it had always been easy to tease the men and woman around him into drooling messes. It had also always been easy to con his targets.

Most of his targets were easy to con because they were arogent, but some were a little harder. Like his next target. His next target was nicer than the others, but was still on the List. The List which had every millionaire who had conned, embezzled and cheated people out of there money to get to the top.

Shane smiled as he knocked on Charlie's office door, thinking that tonight maybe when he finally got to see what his target looked like.

Hearing a 'Come in' he stepped into the air conditioned room. As the door swished shit behind him, he took in his surroundings. The mahogany walls, desk and bookcase, the window that looked out onto the employees parking lot. And then the person sitting behind the desk.

Charlie was a bear of a man. Tall with broad shoulders and a barrel chest. If you knew Charlie well enough, you would know that he was quiet gentle, contrary to his looks. But when a group got a little too rowdy and harassed some of the servers, Charlie stopped being gentle.

"I'm guessing you know why I called you in here, so I'm just going to get to the point." Charlie's voice snapped Shane out of study as he sat in the chair accrross from Charlie, eagerly waiting for the Felder with the pictures he knew would inhabitate it.

As Charlie drew a folder out of somewhere underneath his desk, Shane couldn't help but frown as he noticed that the folder looked as if it had nothing in it. Charlie set the folder on the desk, pushing it towards Shane before sitting back in his chair.

Again Shane frowned. Something was off, but he didn't know what. As Shane slipped the folder towards him, charlie finally spoke up, but it wasn't to debreif him like usual.

"Before you open that, I want you to remember that you cannot get involved with your target, okay?"

Shane paused before nodding, now thoroughly confused as to why charlie was acting this way. Shane shook it off as, thinking it was because charlie was just tired before opening the folder.

Shane gaped at the one photo in the folder, thinking breifly that if he wasn't his target, he would date this man. But since he was, he couldn't.

Too bad his target was the yummy man he had been teasing.