Your peaceful day was disturbed by the news of the meeting. Apparently an important one. You didn't see yourself sitting there for another couple of hours, but apparently your presence there was necessary, because everyone was waiting for you and didn't dare start until you sat your ass in a chair. Obviously something had to go wrong.

A chair was missing for you. And normally you wouldn't have a problem with that. You would have leaned against the wall and that was it. But on that particular day they wanted you to sit down. You could sit on the fucking floor, but it would look comical. You looked around you.

Ghost leaned back slightly in his chair, spread his legs and moved his finger giving you a sign to come to him. You did so. You had no other choice. Ghost grabbed you gently around the waist, but with an aggressive motion he settled you on his crotch.

No one paid attention to the fact that his hands touched your thighs and hips. They roamed your waist, stomach and lower abdomen. And all this to the accompaniment of his breath on your neck, which made you unable to sit still. You squirmed on his crotch. Your uneven breathing didn't help at all.

"Quiet..." He whispered in your ear, and his fingers dug into your thigh.