It's 40C heat index in Tokyo right now. And I should be at home putting my aircon at full blast, eating ice cream while watching movies but no. Here I am in the office working my ass out because of the deadlines. Especially, my boss, Nanami Kento, is kinda cranky these past few days.

As I typed away in my computer, my sweat falling like wildfire. The aircon and fan didn't help at all! I am already on my tank top and pretty short shorts but I still couldn't feel some breeze. It's Sunday anyways. No one would bother going here than me.

I couldn't bear any longer. I stood up to go to the pantry and find something cold to drink or eat. As I was about to go, a voice behind me said, "where are you going?"

I slowly turned around to that awfully familiar sexy voice. Man, he is making this even hotter. There stood on the doorway my boss, Nanami.

"Oh, hey, Nanami. You scared me there hehe," I replied playfully. "What are you doing here? It is kinda hot outside, you know."

He just stood there facing me with his stern eyes. He just said, "grab your things. We'll go somewhere."

"I'm sorry but I still have work to do. I'm just going to the pantry and --"

"Now, Jessy," he said in a demanding voice and leave.

I just stood there dumbfounded. Forgetting about the ice cream or the heat, I turned down everything, grabbed my things and followed suit. Man, I'm almost dying in this heat. We went inside his car and drive away.

I felt the aircon and relaxed. Now this is heaven. If I stepped outside, it felt like I'm being barbecued. As we drove away, no idea on where he's taking me and no one bothers to talk until I broke the silence.

"Sooooo, may I ask where we're going?"

He just drove silently and completely ignoring me. I shrugged it off and looked outside. And since this is my first time inside his car, I started to notice some things.

His car does not smell. It's minty. Just like him. My favorite. His car is tinted. It doesn't hurt my eyes while looking outside. He doesn't keep things in the backseat. His car is neat, just like him. And I looked at him. Neat, really smelled good, hot, sexy, taller than I expected, and just too perfect. For me.

I noticed him always from afar. I think I might be in love with him. My boss, my Nanami.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

Quite taken aback when he said that. Anxiously fixing myself, I said, "Nothing. Just admiring you." Oh, shit.

"I mean --"

"It's okay," he reassured and looked at me a while and smirked.

And why does my mouth has to say those things? This heat is really something.

"We're here." I looked around. We're in the park.

"What are we doing here?"

"It's too hot in the office. This is where I always go to forget some things and enjoy fresh air."

"You know I still have to finish my work, right? Because you needed it tomorrow."

"Already taken care of," smirking.

"Please stop that."

"What?"

"You smirking," I responded.

He went to me closer. Until our faces are just inches apart. "Why?"

I scoffed and was about to get out but he stopped me by grabbing my waist and kissed me. I felt my cheeks burning. Is it because of the heat or the kiss? I don't really know.

I responded by pulling him closer. Grabbed a handful of his blonde hair. Another thing about him, he has the softest hair ever.

We were so into kissing that I didn't consider his position. "Wanna move in the backseat?" He asked me in between kisses.

I giggled and said yes. He stopped from kissing me and moved in the back. I followed. But instead of sitting beside him, I sat on top of him. Him between my legs which he caressed when I started kissing him again.

His hands moved upwards towards my waist, up and down, slowly brushing his long fingers on my still covered nipples. And everytime he does so, I quietly moaned. I threw my head back as his fingers finally found fully my nipples and pinched it. He moved his kisses on my neck. Giving him full access.

Thankfully, no one dared to go to the park right now because of the heat index. We continued doing what we're doing while grinding on top of him, making him groan in response.

And because I'm wearing a tank top, he immediately revealed my breasts with no bra on and started groping them while caressing my nipples. I couldn't help but moan loudly. I wanted him so bad.

He suddenly stopped. I groaned in frustration. I looked at him heaving. Catching our breaths. Locked our eyes. He didn't stop groping my breasts and said, "wanna continue this somewhere else?"

"Yes, please," and kissed him.

We arranged ourselves and went back to our original seats. While he's driving in full speed, I couldn't help but wrapped my arms around his neck and put kisses on his cheek and neck and forehead. He only smiled and drove away.

This Sunday madness is definitely something, isn't it?