Suddenly, my head jerked around as I looked around the bar in a brief bout of paranoia, scanning for any familiar faces.
“What’s up?” Asher asked.
“Just making sure no one from work is here,” was my morose answer. “I don’t know who I’m going to run into anymore. The woman I hooked up with on Tinder turned out to be my boss the next day. You never know anymore.”
“Don’t freak out about one girl, man,” he said lightly. “I’m thirty-one, and I’m happier than all my married friends. The secret is diversity. Having sex with just one woman will get boring, I assure you. Keep up what you were doing before, buddy. You’ll enjoy life more.”
“Yeah, maybe.” But I didn’t believe my words anymore. Things had been so hot with Laurie lately that it was hard to believe I’d ever want anyone else.
“You know dude, I can still talk to Chuck for you if you want,” Asher said. “He’s got a lot of pull over there at Sports Life. I’m telling you, he could help you out.”
“Sure,” was my grateful reply. “This magazine I’m working for now is girly as fuck.” Not to mention that my boss was driving me crazy after only three days.
“There you go! You’re a man; you should work for a sports magazine. Not some chick rag.”
“Yeah, hit Chuck up for me,” I grunted.
“That’s the way to do it,” Asher nodded as he clapped me on the back. “Buck up buddy. We’re going to get you fixed up.”
I nodded, but my heart felt like lead. Fuck. Was I attached to the girl already? With another sigh, I looked at the time. It wasn’t that late, but it was time to wrap things up.
“Gotta go,” I grunted, shaking Asher’s hand. “See ya around.”
“I’ll keep you updated about Sports Life,” he called to my departing back. “The sooner you get out of there, the better.”
And I nodded, waving one hand. But the thing was that I wanted to stay at Chic-Wise a little longer … if only because of my beautiful, tempting boss.
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7
Laurie
Mornings are always great, and I got to the office with my coffee in hand. The place was shuttered still, gray and empty, since it was only five a.m. Perfect. It was the best time to get work done without a bunch of distractions like the phone ringing … and my new intern.
But just as I opened the blinds in my office, my eyes caught sight of someone.
“I don’t believe this,” I muttered under my breath.
It was Shawn. He was outside, working away in his cube. What in the world? I stormed out of my office, frustrated.
“You’re a little early this morning,” I said.
“So are you,” he replied calmly.
“Why are you here?”
His eyes looked innocent, that crystal blue drawing me in.
“Work. What else? I’m a little behind,” was all he said.
But I was angry now.
“What did I tell you yesterday?” was my rhetorical question, huffing a bit. “I said to make sure my mother wouldn’t get any funny ideas.”
“Boss, I didn’t do anything,” was his casual drawl.
“You looked at me enough to make her notice you,” I snapped. “Rowena could tell. She knew something was off.”
“I just looked over at you guys once,” he said, raising his hands in a mock defense. “You’re imagining things.”
But I knew I wasn’t.
“You don’t know how you were looking at me?” was my scoff. “Rowena could tell you liked me just by the way you looked at me.”
He rolled his eyes, making me want to slap him and kiss him at the same time.
“I’m not going to apologize for how I might look at you,” he said, getting up so he towered over my curvy, indignant form. “You’re a beautiful woman. People are going to look at you. You should know that”
“Not the way you were,” was my retort.
“Stop,” he said, holding his hands up. “Please just stop. You’re not making sense.”
But I was off the deep end by now.
“You couldn’t even do one simple thing I asked you to do!” was my shriek. “One simple thing!”
And as much as it pained me, I could tell that I was becoming turned on again. Simply having him this close to me was enough to drive me crazy. I tried to fight it.
“You seem perturbed,” he drawled, as if reading my mind.
“I should just fire your disobedient ass,” was my retort. “I suggest you leave and come back when work starts.”
Spinning on my heel, I turned to go back to my office. But heavy, masculine footsteps followed.
I turned back around to face him.
“Boss,” he began.
Full of fury, I slapped him across the face. He was stock still, big form looming as a mask of anger descended on those handsome features.
We both stood there, staring at each other for a moment, locked by an electric charge.
And then I moved, grabbing him by the hand and marching him into my office, before slamming the door shut. I closed the blinds with a furious snap, before violently ripping open his button-up shirt, exposing that perfect muscular form. Oh god, saliva filled my mouth. I needed this man desperately.
“Take off your pants,” was my panted command. Shawn’s blue eyes gleamed as he obeyed. I was wearing a skirt, so all I had to do was slide my panties down my legs. He kicked off his pants and boxers, revealing that long, thick rod. The man wasn’t rigid yet, but I knew it wouldn’t take long.
“What’s the matter?” I taunted him. “I thought you came prepared.”
Kneeling, I put his delicious dick in my mouth for a few moments, licking and sucking to get him wet and stiff for me. I felt the shaft grow in my mouth to monster proportions which only made me melt inside.
Moaning, I put my hand up my skirt and began to play with my pussy. I sucked deeply on him while working my sensitive nub, rubbing myself so that juices began to drip onto the floor from between my parted thighs. I put him all the way in the back of my throat, gagging at the delicious length.
And somehow, the combination did it. I came while sucking his dick, my pussy spasming with my mouth filled with man meat. It was so good, shudders ripping through my sweetest spot.
But we weren’t anywhere near done yet. I popped him out of my mouth, that hard length glistening, and then climbed on top of the man, inserting his tip nicely into my wet pussy. Oh yes. A moan escaped my lips.
“You like that sweetheart?” he panted, pushing his dick in deep. I moaned again, my response delirious.