She works from home, he’s in an office. She spends her lunch hour edging for him
Sometimes, he eats in his closed-door office listening to her.
Maintainence is work, but the results are so enjoyable. He doesn’t mind sacrificing some of his lunch hours to supervise and make sure she is pushing herself as she should.
I usually listen to music when I’m doing the heads-down part of my work, but the sounds of desperate edging coming across my headset is always more fun. (FYI: I find that assigning the first part of the Neverending Story webtease is sometimes perfect for this sort of thing.)
Reblogged from femsubdenial