“So we’re testing some new products right now” I say softly as my hand runs over your leg while we sit on the couch in my office at the Pleasing headquarters. Honestly, I’m not here much, but when we’re preparing the new drop, I prefer to be as involved as possible.

“Mhm” you hum softly, stretching your legs across my lap. It was nearing 10 pm, the office building was empty by this hour, and we were the only ones left. You were in the area to pick up some art supplies and decided to stay with me to go home together, since your car was in the shop, and I don’t complain about spending more time with you—I never would.

You sigh contentedly, head resting on the arm of the couch while I gently knead your calf. The soft hum of the office lights and the faint buzz of city traffic outside make everything feel distant, like we’re in our own little pocket of the world. Just us.

“You tired?” I ask quietly, brushing my thumb over your ankle bone.

“A bit” you murmur, your eyes barely open now “But this is nice”

“This” I squeeze your leg lightly “is the highlight of my day.”

You smile, that sleepy kind of smile that only shows up when you feel completely safe, completely at ease. It undoes me every time.

“I think I have something to help you relax even more” I say softly, shifting a little to grab two boxes of testers off the table.

“Is it some new scented candles that are supposed to make me go into zen or something?” you chuckle softly, propping yourself up on your elbows, eyeing the contents in my hands curiously.

“Not really, darling. It’s something… new. Um… we’ve never made it before. It’s wellness products… sexual wellness products.”

You lift your eyebrows, and that sleepy smile of yours turns sly as your gaze flicks from my hands to my face. “Really? That’s the direction we’re going in now?”

I nod, a bit sheepish but undeniably excited. “Just experimenting. A soft launch. Something a little… more intimate. Feels like the right extension of what Pleasing stands for—pleasure, comfort, exploration.”

“It makes sense for the whole ‘Find your Pleasing’ thing,” you nod, shifting slightly, sitting up “And I assume you need someone to help test the effectiveness?” you ask, tone teasing, eyes glinting with mischief.

I grin “Well, I couldn’t exactly hand these off to the product team and say, ‘Tell me how sexy it made you feel,’ could I?”

You laugh softly “I mean, there are people who test this stuff”

“And they did, darling. But I need an opinion from the most important woman in my life. The one that deserves all the pleasure”

You reach out, taking one of the sleek, minimal boxes from my hands and turning it over thoughtfully “Let me guess. Body oil? Massage balm? Something edible?”

“Closer” I lean closer, voice low. “Lubricant and a double-sided vibrator” I watch your eyes go wide, your gaze flicking to the box in your hands. Your fingers pause on the edge of the box as your lips part—halfway between surprise and intrigue. Then your eyes lift to meet mine again, and there’s that familiar glint in them now, a spark that always tells me you’re on the same wavelength.

“Well” you say slowly, running your thumb over the embossed logo on the packaging “that’s… bold”

I lean back just a little, letting my arm rest along the back of the couch behind you, close but not quite touching. “That’s kind of the point. It’s about honesty. About claiming what feels good without shame”

You run your fingers under the lip of the box “You know, if this is anything like your other launches, you’ll probably crash the site in the first five minutes”

I grin “That’s the goal. But tonight…” I lean in, brushing a loose strand of hair from your face. “I care more about how it makes you feel”

You lean back slowly against the arm of the couch, box still in hand “Then I guess we should see if it lives up to the name.”

I pick up the lube, twist the cap, and meet your eyes. “Lie back,” I whisper, “and let me prove that the product… works exactly as intended.”

You do. And everything else—the office, the city, the clock ticking past 10—melts away.