Chapter 9

Once the delivery man had been cleared by security Rossi had him take the heavy package to the kitchen/lunch room. Instead of the short route, Rossi directed him through the bullpen area, he wanted to make sure everyone (meaning Reid) knew that the new appliance had been provided by him. He pretended not to notice the eyes following the mystery package, but he knew everyone's (meaning Reid's) curiosity would be aroused. So Rossi was not at all surprised when the minute the cardboard was removed from the item, Spencer was immediately beside him. Reid's natural excitement caused him to exclaim, "Oh my God Rossi, I love you." As much as Rossi was dying to hear those words come from the luscious lips of the handsome doctor, he knew that what Reid really meant was he loved coffee and thanked Rossi very much for buying a top of the line, very expensive, expresso machine, and having it installed in the office. "Glad you like it kid", Rossi replied, and hoped it would start to ease Spencer's worries about David hating him. The kitchen soon started to fill up as the news about the new expresso machine quickly spread across the floor.

Rossi picked up the instructions on how to get the machine set up and working, when it happened. Spencer, being in a mad rush to get his first cup of delicious expresso, which he loved beyond words, impatiently grabbed the instructions out of Rossi's hand, because he knew he would have the whole booklet read in seconds, thus he would have his expresso in minutes. Unfortunately when he took the instructions, his fingers slightly brushed against Rossi's. Just the briefest of touches, but it caused 5 things to happen almost simultaneously. The instant their fingers touched, Rossi's heart soared. The joy he felt in that instant confirmed to him his absolute love for Reid. In the next instant, he felt his legs turn to jelly. He hadn't had that reaction to anyone since 8th grade, when Tina Marconi had let him look down her top. And an instant after that he became fully rigid, his dick rock hard. (God, he thought quickly, this kid's better than Viagra) This reaction then made his face turn red as he tried to get himself under control. And Reid looked at him, saw his red face, assumed Rossi was angry that the instructions had been taken, and his face immediately began to droop. Thankfully Rossi's past experience at displaying calmness in the face of calamity came to the fore, and he quickly said, "Thanks for reading those instructions Reid, I'm not very handy at these sort of things. If you can figure it all out and get the expresso flowing, I would be extremely grateful. We seem to have a line up forming." And he gestured with his left hand towards the crowd, that was increasing every minute. His right hand had immediately picked up the discarded cardboard box and held it in front of his pants. Spencer's face immediately lit up again and he began fiddling with dials. Rossi indicated the box and walked out of the lunchroom towards the mailroom, head up, back straight, eyes front, and dick straining against his pants.

Luckily for him, the mailroom was beside the men's washroom. He practically threw the box into the room and dashed immediately into the washroom, locking the main door behind him. Well, he thought, step 1 had definitely worked to plan, but my God, if he got an erection like this for each step he was going to do himself an injury. And it would not go down. Rossi took a few minutes to rinse his hands and face in cold water, all the while employing all of his mental tricks he used to get himself relaxed down. But this time nothing would work, he was still as rock hard as ever. So he went into a stall, lowered his pants, closed his eyes, pictured Reid's beautiful face, and stroked himself to release.

While he washed his hands his mind was already working out how to begin step 2.