Angela poured over the story boards on the table in her office. It was a late Tuesday night, and she should have gone home a few hours ago. She couldn't, this client was too important, this campaign too big; if she lands this account, it literally catapults The Bower Agency into one of the top agencies in the country. While her agency had money making accounts, they were small really in the Tri-State area and a few accounts in the Midwest. This would be different, not only multiple categories but international. Normally, she'd let Jack or her new protégé Casey take the lead on these campaigns, but she was taking the helm on this one. It had been a big ten-year climb for the agency that had a few bumps along the way; from the recession to her leave of absence the agency was still standing and now she was more determined than ever to make The Bower Agency a major player in the ad game.

She'd be lying if some of it wasn't attributed to Tony's decision to leave Wells and come back a few years ago. Angela didn't regret the time she took, she thought she was ready to take that step back and play the little woman. She so wanted to marry Tony, be his wife, and continue their family with him. At that time, she wanted to practice for when they had a child of their own. There was a time when that is what she thought she wanted, a child with Tony. However, Angela simply isn't a housewife, she'd tried, so terribly hard, but she learned during that year that she was at heart a career woman. Her mind was too fast to just cook, clean, knit and paint; she had to have more. The few months after she'd come back, she did feel guilty, like something was wrong with her; why couldn't she play the traditional role. This inability had cost her first marriage and now she'd had to walk away from the love her life. Then Tony, showed back up, and he embraced who she was, all of her. He'd resented being without her, took her in his arms, kissed her with such desperation and passion and vowed to never be without her again. He'd moved back, found a great job at Fairfield High, and now they were both doing what they do best. Angela was determined to reward Tony's faith in her, he'd walked away from an extraordinary job, for her, so she could be a complete person. She was determined to be the biggest success in advertising, so she could spoil him, prepare for their later years, they both fancied the idea of retiring to the countryside of Tuscany.

She shivered as she remembered their last vacation to Tuscany, after visiting family, they'd rented a simple villa on one of the hill sides, overlooking the vast valleys. The view had been breathtaking, and Angela had taken along her new camera and became an amateur photographer. However, she didn't get a chance to take many pictures of the countryside, Italy just did something to Tony, all he wanted to do was whisk her away and make love. Not to mention he had confiscated her camera and had taken some lewd pictures of her. She'd literally been ready to throttle him when she awoke one morning after a night of love making, to find he'd removed the sheet and was taking pictures of her naked body. She'd chased him around the villa, begging him to give it back so she could destroy the film. He'd protected it like it was a precious diamond, telling her he couldn't' resist and not to worry that no one would see the pictures, that he would learn to develop the film himself so that her modesty would be protected. He did, a spot on the basement had become is photo lab, and the camera she had bought had become his. Now during vacations, family events, or even random days around the house, he would be the one clicking away, and she admitted he took some incredible pictures. Of course, his whole motivation had been so he could capture her, and she had relented and posed for a few x rated shots for him. He was creating the book of Angela he said, and he wanted to capture all her beautiful moments. He'd shown it to her a few times, and while yes, those naked aroused pictures of her were in there, she was surprised to find a few mundane pictures of her just doing everything day things, or the worse napping one lazy Saturday drooling on herself.

There was a buzz at the door and Angela, she took off her glasses and walked over to her computer to check the security camera. New York was becoming a more dangerous city and Tony had been adamant about installing security cameras. Looking at the feed she smiled, Tony had come and was carrying a picnic basket. This would be an interruption she enjoyed. She walked out of her office to the door and unlocked it to let her hero in.

"Hey honey," Angela said as she opened the door. "What do I owe this pleasure to."

"Hey babe," said Tony as he gave her a passionate peck as he walked by.

Angela gazed at his perfect butt as he walked in and stood in the middle of the front room of the office.

"I know this account is big, but as it got darker, I worried that you'd work until late and not eat," he said. "So, I made your favorite linguine vongole to make sure you had a proper meal today."

"Why do you always know just what I need," said Angela closing and locking the office door and moving toward him.

"Because it's my business, I may not be your housekeeper but your personal keeper always," he said with a smile and gleam in her eyes.

They made their way back to her office. Her table was covered with story boards and Tony began to lay out the food on her desk. The linguine, vegetables, and his famous homemade cannoli's; she couldn't wait to tuck in. Tony was an amazing cook, she sometimes wondered if he'd missed a calling.

"How's it going?" asked Tony as he pulled out plates and culinary for them.

"Pretty good," began Angela as she started to open the containers. "I'm pretty much putting on the final touches; we are doing a mock presentation tomorrow to be ready for Friday." Her mouth watering as she caught the whiffs of food.

"That's good, but I know it's going to go well," he said smiling as be pulled out a nice bottle of red wine to go with their dinner. "You're the best, I have no doubt you are going to have these guys eating out of your hand."

"Mmm, let's hope so," said Angela taking a quick bite of the linguine. "Oh my God, Tony this is so good, I'm so glad I married you."

"Your favorite," he replied smiling at her as she made a plate of food for herself. He followed behind her making his own plate. "Though you hired me first."

"Yes, but getting you to marry me was the coup," said Angela as she pulled one of the chairs over from the table to sit down by the front of the desk and eat.

"You didn't have to try to hard," replied Tony, as he pulled up a seat and joined her.

"It took 8 years, and if I remember correctly, you wouldn't have proposed unless my mother told you so," Angela said.

"I'll never live that down," replied Tony regretfully.

"Don't dwell babe, that third time was a charm," said Angela leaning back and sucking her fingers remembering the night Tony returned from Iowa.

After the deep kiss, he'd dropped to one knee and presented her with an engagement ring and asked her for a third time to marry him. The best part, he didn't want to wait, or have a big wedding, he just wanted to marry her. She'd thrown herself at him and said yes, he placed the ring on her finger and spun her around to the couch. Once the plaque had been placed on the table, and he ensured no one would be coming home, he'd peeled the robe off her and Angela was sure the Harper's heard her screams of pleasure that night as the consummated their reunion, several times, throughout all hours of the night.

"Glad I got something right back then," he said.

"Oh, trust me you did," Angela said as she let her heel drop and started to caress the inside of his leg with her foot.

Tony sat back in his chair, as he took a sip of his wine and pinned her with a heated stare. He had told her once footsies never did anything for him, until they had started dating and he'd confessed lying to her. Now, in some form of payback, maybe, when she got the time to remind him of his lie, she took it. She smiled as she continued to eat.

"Mmmmm, Tony, you really out did yourself," she said as she continued to eat.

"Glad you like it," replied Tony. He was chewing slowly, and his gaze was fixed on her.

She noticed and decided to have a little fun.

"Mmm, really did you do something new with the sauce?" she asked. "Hmmm, mmmmm," she sank down in the chair so that she could extend her foot further up his leg to the inside of his knee.

"No, it's the same as always," he replied with a pitch to his voice.

"I don't know why tonight, it's just hitting that right spot," she said seductively pinning him with a look.

Tony moaned softly and Angela smiled and took another sip of her wine.

"Happy to be of service, my love," he replied.

Tony was finished eating and was now engaged watching her.

A few more seductive bites his way and sips of wine and Angela was fully aroused. She knew it was getting late and they should head home, but she was now hungry for another delight. Tony didn't come to her office often but when he did, it was such a turn on.

"That was so good," said Angela as she stretched out more. "Ooh Tony, my feet are killing me, I've been standing all day," she kicked off her other heel.

Tony took her feet and placed them in his lap, Angela could feel the slight bulge in his pants, letting her know her little show during the meal had an effect on him. He started to rub her foot and Angela upped the ante.

"Mmm, Tony that feels so good," she sighed. She took her blonde hair out of it's up do and swished her head back and forth letting it cascade around her face. "I just love your big strong hands,"

Tony started to massage the middle of her foot firmly with his thumb and finger.

"Oooh yes," said Angela, this was a sweet spot for her. "Oh God don't stop."

Tony just grinned watching her.

"What," she teased him.

"You know what," he teased back.

"I love when my favorite guy brings me my favorite food," she said, she took the foot that he wasn't massaging and ran it across the bulge in his pants.

"Angela don't start something," said Tony as he sat up and removed her foot from his crotch but still kept massaging her other foot. "It's getting late, and we need to get back."

"It's not that late," she stated, "it's not even nine, and I want to thank you for bringing me my favorite dish."

She takes her foot and puts it back onto his crotch and starts to massage him.

"We are the only one's here," she continued. "Probably the only people on the block left, and we haven't done it on the new couch yet."

"Oh, no how could we be so neglectful," he replied. He leaned back into his seat and let Angela continue her foot massage, running his hands up her other leg to massage her calves.

"Precisely," she replied, taking both of her feet, and rubbing him.

"You didn't eat your cannoli," Tony said with a strain.

"Oh, I'm working on getting my desert ready," she replied.

He groaned and his head feel back. Angela could feel he was rock hard and licked her lips.

"Shit, your so damm sexy right now," he replied.

"That can't be too comfortable," Angela said referring to his bulge.

"It's not," replied Tony.

"Here, let me," she said as she slipped from her chair to kneel in front of him. She popped open the button to his jeans and unzipped his fly. She then grasped the side of jeans, "Raise your bum," she said, Tony complied, and she pulled his pants and underwear down to his knee's freeing his rock-hard erection. "Dessert looks ready, wouldn't you agree," she said looking up at him.

She reached out and grasped him with her hand and pumped him a few times. Tony clenched his teeth and let out of sigh between his teeth.

"Oh Fuck," he said.

"Yes, that is what I plan to do," replied Angela as she kissed the head of his cock.

"Ange-la," cried Tony.

She pushed her hair back from her face to make sure Tony got a good look at what she was doing to him. She ran her tongue across the tip of his cock, tracing around it a few times as Tony hissed above her. She then tilted her head slightly to the slide, made eye contact with Tony as she ran her tongue down his shaft. Tony threw his head back in pleasure as he hands came to rest on hear head, holding her hair back. She licked and waited for Tony to look back down at her, when he did, she took his tip into her mouth, and then without breaking his gaze slowly started to move down his cock. She took him all the way to the back of her throat and then moaned around him. Bobbing back up and then sinking her mouth down on him and moaning.

"Oh God, baby, that feels so good," Tony said breathless.

She smiled around his cock and continued to work him up and down. She sucked him hard and with long strokes, enjoying his moans. She had him, she was amazed at the power could wield over him when they were like this. He popped out of her mouth.

"My dessert, taste delicious," she said taking him in her mouth once more. This time letting her teeth lightly graze his shaft as she moved down him.

She wanted to laugh as Tony eyes reminded her of those old cartoons, about to pop out of his head.

"Shit, Angela," he moaned helplessly.

She wanted to finish him and watch him fall back down to earth. However, she knew that while Tony enjoyed her ministrations, he much preferred to finish inside of her. Angela was wet and wanted him inside her as well. She released his cock and stood to capture his lips in a passion filled kiss, her mouth opening and beckoning him, once he parted his lips, she traced his lips with her tongue before plunging it in his mouth. His hands came up to unbutton the back of her blazer and started to work on the buttons up the front.

"Wait, settle, settle," she said releasing his mouth and kissing his nose, his eyes, forehead and up to his hairline. "My treat remember."

She took a step back and very slowly finished unbuttoning her blazer before slipping it off. She was wearing a black silk camisole underneath as she slowly pulled it up over her head. She then very slowly unzipped her skirt from the back and let it slide down her long slender legs. Tony was watching her as if she were a piece of meat over an open fire. He was starting to salivate as she stood there in a red bra and panties.

"Want to join me?" she asked.

He bobbed his head like a little boy that had just been asked of he wanted ice cream. He reached down and took off his shoes and he stood to kick his pants and underwear the rest of the way off and came over to stand in front of her. He took her mouth in a kiss as he ran his hands up her arms to her bra straps, he kissed her jaw line to her ear.

"I love you," he whispered hotly against her ears as he slid her bra straps down her arms, kissing her shoulders where they had lain.

Tony ran his hands up her back to the clasp and undid it with a flick of his hand. Once loose he stepped back and slipped the bra the rest the way off her.

"My treats," he said as he ran his hands over her breasts, his hands coming to rest on the undersides of them as he stepped up and bent down to run his tongue across the nipple of the right boob.

Angela ran her hands through is hair as Tony licked and nipped at her right nipple before moving to the left. He suckled gently against her, and Angela felt heat in her groin. She wanted to touch him and so she pulled at the hem of his blue tee shirt. Tony took the cue, releasing her breast for her to pull the shirt off him.

Angela ran her hands across his hard abs and up his pecs, into his chest hair. She lightly grazed his nipples as her hands came up around the back of his neck and pressed her breasts against his bare chest, taking his lips once again in a heated kiss. Moaning as their tongues met.

Tony grasped her around her waist, his hands running to cup her bottom, still clad in her underwear. She pulled back when he went to remove them. She then beckoned him with her finger to the black leather couch against the wall of her office. He dutifully followed with a smile, once he was standing in front of her it, she pushed him back against the cushions and he fell willingly. Angela then slipped her hands on each side of her panties and pulled them down. She shimmed once they were at her knees and they fell to her feet, she stepped out of them but with her left leg kicked her panties and they landed in Tony's face. She giggled as she bent her leg and let it rest beside Tony on the couch. He threw her panties in the direction of her desk. He ran his hand up the outside of her leg and leaned over to kiss her inner thigh.

"You're so beautiful," he said.

She smiled down at him, removed her leg and climbed into his lap. Once there she kissed him once again, deeply.

"I love you, Tony," she whispered releasing his lips.

"No kidding," replied Tony with a lovelorn look.

Tony's cock was resting against his stomach, painfully erect, she knew he was about to burst. She ran her wet slit up his length, lubricating him, she then reached down and guided herself down on his aching member.

They both gasped in pleasure as she slowly sank down onto his cock.

"Shit Angela," moaned Tony.

"Ooh Tony," cried Angela passionately.

Once he was buried into her to the hilt, she rotated her hips in tiny circles and Tony whimpered as he hands came to her waist. Angela removed them and interlaced their palms, bring their hands to rest on the couch, either side of Tony's head. With him pinned she used the newfound leverage and started to move up and down on him, moving at a slow but deliberate pace.

"Mmm, Tony, oh God your so good," Angela moaned rocking against him. "Mmm so good inside me,"

"God your so wet and hot baby," said Tony. "Ride me mama."

She rocked on him from head to hilt, her breasts bouncing slightly in his face. Tony stuck his neck out and took one in his mouth and suckled her as she rode him. She held him down as she took her pleasure from him.

"Baby, mmmm, I'm not going to last," cried Tony.

"Mmm, Tony, I'm so close, just let me," she moaned,

She released his hands and placed her palms on his shoulders as she started to rock harder on him.

"Mmm, Tony, Oh god, yes! Oh God Yes! You feel so good," she screamed out.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him against her as she bucked wildly against him. She could feel her orgasm coming like a tidal wave, she wasn't going to be quiet when it happened, thank goodness the offices were emptied.

"Mmm, Oh God, God, Ohhhh, I'm going to cum, Tony," she screamed.

"Ahhh Angela, cum baby, cum all over me," moaned Tony.

She held him tighter as the threw her head back, clenching at his cock as her orgasm came over her as she rode it out. Tony thrusted up into her with his own pending orgasm. She continued to hold him close as he grasped her by the waist and thrust in her with lighting strokes.

"Shit Angela, oh baby, oh I'm cumming," he shouted out as she felt his hot cum shoot up inside her.

She rode him out, clenching him with every thrust, milking his cock as he bucked against her. The stayed like that for just a moment, Tony's arms around her waist, she in his lap, holding Tony close to her breast as their bodies shined with sweat in the light, their breathing harsh against each other. She felt him soften and slip gently from her.

"You need to visit more often," she said softly massaging his shoulders.

"For a treat like this, I can visit every evening," said Tony.

"I'll have to buy ore office furniture for us to christen," she said dryly.

"Or you can just come home and we can christen the house more, we have a new dining room table," he replied.

She leaned down and captured his lips once more in a passionate kiss. It was sweat and full of the love she felt for him.

"I really do love you, Tony, with all my heart," she said when they broke apart for air, her forehead resting against his.

"And I really do love you, Ange, more than you will ever know," he said kissing the tip of her nose.

They were both drowsy, both after working all day and it was now getting late. However, Angela did not want to spend the night in her office again and face the smirking grins of her staff in the morning.

"Come on Coach, let's get dressed, and get home, I'm going to want a second round," said Angela standing up from his lap.

"Yes, boss," he replied getting up and following her.