“Are you close to your parents?” I wondered.
There was a silence as Shawn looked away.
“My mom took off when I was two,” he answered. “She told my dad that being a mom wasn’t for her. So she left before I could get to know her. She thought she was doing me a favor.”
“Oh,” was my soft reply.
“I’m really close with my dad, though,” he continued. “I think my mom running out made him want to be tight with me, you know? He’s been really supportive of me while I’ve been trying to find the right magazine gig.”
“I looked over your résumé,” was my response. “I tried looking up the magazine that you said you worked for last, but couldn’t find anything about them online.”
He shot me a wry smile.
“Yeah, because they don’t exist anymore,” he said. “They went bankrupt and basically disappeared overnight.”
“Oh, wow.”
He shrugged.
“They were awful, so it’s not a big deal. They didn’t give me any opportunities to advance, they didn’t pay, and they treated all of us like garbage.”
“Well, I hope you like our magazine better,” I said.
“Trust me, anything is better than what I had before,” he said with a wry smile.
I grabbed my purse and went for the door.
“Remember,” came my last warning.
But Shawn grinned at me, holding three fingers up in a pledge.
“I’ll behave,” he finished. “Scout’s honor.”
And with a laugh, I departed. Because I trusted him. He had a sense of humor and was great in bed, which helped alleviate the insane stress that came with my job. Hmm, maybe I should keep him around … especially if Shawn continued to behave.
6
Shawn
I was keeping my promise. My eyes were on my work, and I didn’t even look in Laurie’s direction. But I was thinking about the beautiful brunette. How much she loved being with me. How she ordered me around and how hard she came while her pussy was on my mouth. All I wanted was to return to my bedroom and submit to my boss in every way imaginable.
But submitting at work would have to do. Laurie’s mom did eventually come into the building, and it was like a gust of icy air. A lot of employees became instantly nervous, all talk stopping. She said hello to a few people, breezing in with her nose held high. Laurie came out of her office, and they began to walk around the area while chatting amongst themselves.
Every so often, they would walk close by wherever I was. I would smile professionally to acknowledge them, but nothing more. Nothing to give us away.
It was hard, though. I could feel Laurie looking at me, and all I wanted to do was to look back. I could hear the ladies’ voices, but never quite discern what they were discussing.
Toward the end of her mom’s visit, they happened to be talking near my work area. I glanced up casually, and naturally, began to stare at Laurie. I couldn’t help it. My mind and heart would race like crazy whenever she was near because the woman was that beautiful.
Unfortunately, I stared a little too long, and to my horror, it wasn’t Laurie that noticed my gaze, but her mom. Fuck. The old woman shot me a look, which made me quickly bury my head down into my work.
Then, I overheard a dulcet voice say, “Looks like another one has a crush on you. How about that?”
Laurie laughed, her voice tinkling. “Whatever you say, Mom.”
Once Cruella de Ville made her exit, Laurie and I made eye contact. She smiled subtly, nodding her chin once. My heart raced. Maybe she felt something. Maybe Laurie would call me to her office for some discipline.
And I wasn’t too far off the mark. Because at the end of the day, a text message bleeped on my phone. It was from an unknown number, but the contents of the message told me who it was right away:
You will be punished for disobeying me.
Hell yeah … I was ready for my punishment at the hands of the beautiful brunette.
But all in its own good time. Laurie hadn’t told me when or where, so I stuck with my original plan. After work, I met up with my best friend Asher Turner for drinks at our favorite bar downtown. We simply wanted to chat and catch up on things, but the more drinks I threw back, the looser my lips became. It was easy to open up with Asher because he was pretty open about his own exploits as an assistant coach for the L.A. Chargers. Dude always had stories to tell, whether it was drama between the players or some cheerleader he was scoring with.
I told Asher about everything that had been going on since my internship started. He almost didn’t believe me at first when I said that I was having hardcore sex with the editor-in-chief. Plus, the fact that I’d actually hooked up with her randomly before my first day was even more unbelievable.
“It might not be a bad thing,” Asher said to me after I was done with my story. “You guys are into that BDSM kind of stuff? Maybe she means ‘punish’ in a good way.”
“I doubt it,” was my grunt, taking a sip of my fourth rum and Coke. “This woman is the boss.”
“You might’ve misread her,” Asher argued. “Sounds like you two had a really good thing going on. I doubt she’ll want to stop now.”
I shrugged.
“It just sucks,” was my reply, the words growing more slurred by the minute. “I’m still so turned on, bro. I’m going to be so fucking bummed if Laurie calls it off. I just, you know, I want to at least fuck her one more time, just to get it out of my system. She’s so goddamn hot, man.”
“Well, if she calls it off, just move on to the next one,” he said reasonably. “There’s plenty of hot chicks here tonight. We can go in and double team it.”
But my mind couldn’t focus on anything but Laurie.
“I don’t like being told no, though,” were my words. “She’s the best lay I’ve ever had. She’s a lot of fun, too. I never want it to end whenever we’re doing it, it’s like the gift that keeps on giving.”
“Dude, you know things can get complicated when you’re fucking your boss,” Asher warned. “Believe me, I have to tiptoe whenever I’m trying to smash a cheerleader.”
I ignored him.
“Laurie is such a woman,” came my low growl. “I’m never this comfortable so quickly around a chick. I actually wouldn’t mind actually taking her out. Sucks that we work together.”
“You’re fucking drunk, man.” Asher laughed.
“Shut the fuck up,” was my slur. “I’m not drunk. Laurie is a real woman.”
“I get it, man, she’s a woman.” He laughed.