"So you speak German. "I comment while enjoying my plate of macaroni and cheese. Contrary to what he thought would happen, we didn't go to a fancy restaurant. As soon as I saw tables set up in a cozy and inviting restaurant on the sidewalk, I asked that our lunch be there and he didn't object. Más ordered a less caloric dish than my second one himself.
"German, French, Arabic, English... and of course Italian. "He talks like it's no big deal.
"Fascinating. I am fluent only in Spanish and French. In addition to English"I say. "But going straight to the point, what did the guy in the elevator say? "I ask without hiding my curiosity. He wipes the corners of his mouth with a napkin before looking at me in denial trying to contain his laughter.
"Are you really that curious? "He doubts it.
"I certainly am. If you were an attractive woman singing sir, I bet you'd want to know what I said to you. "I say.
"Did you find him attractive? "Ask me.
"Please get straight to the point. " I beg you.
"He is well. But he didn't say anything much, just that he would have to come to California more often. "Finally tells me and I can't contain a smile. "Why did something as simple as that get you that smile? "Question confused.
"I'm very sure of myself, believe me. But it's comforting to know that I attract men. "I say finishing my plate right after him.
" As if it wasn't obvious. "He jokes right after giving the last sips of his tonic.
"I don't know if you heard about it, but they threw me out the other day. "Alfineto and he joins the wave. My boss shakes his head, laughing in amusement.
"Maybe the reasons had nothing to do with you. Or maybe he was crazy. " He shrugs and it's my turn to laugh.
Right after lunch "which he insists on paying for", we get in the car and head straight to the hotel. On the way he asks me to buy return tickets for Sunday night, which I do as soon as I get to my suite.
A few minutes after buying tickets and without my boss around, I decide to dedicate all my attention to myself. So I go to the bathroom, let the huge bathtub run while I try to completely remove myself from the tight and heavily covered work clothes.
All I need after a few hours of plane travel followed by an important meeting is to relax, so I think: nothing better and more relaxing than a good wine, right? Right!. I try to put on my robe and ask room service to fulfill my request. A few minutes later, a woman a little shorter than me, well groomed, brings me what I ordered and soon after leaves, leaving me alone there with that bottle, a bathtub full of warm water and a glass.
It's only a matter of time before I leave the robe on the bed and go naked to the bathroom. Seconds later, I'm completely relaxed in the bathtub with a nice glass of wine in my hands. All my complaints about this trip were gone, as were all my worries. Fuck the job, fuck the problems, and fuck my boss... wait, that came out wrong. Not even in my thoughts Mr. Winters leaves me alone, it's amazing how he can get into everything and even more amazing how dirty everything gets when I mention him.
My relaxing bath of a few minutes ends up becoming a relaxing bath of hours, thanks to a small nap caused by the drowsiness of half a bottle of wine ingested. The bath water is already cold when I get out of it. I wrap myself in a towel and dry off before heading to the bedroom. One of the windows is open and I can see the darkness of the night invade the streets that are not completely dark only because of the lampposts, car headlights, houses and businesses that illuminate it with their bright lights. I close the curtain and then sit on the bed.
I'm wide awake and Adam is still in my head. What is he doing in the next room right now? Maybe taking a shower? It's not a good idea to think of him taking a shower. It's not a good idea to imagine hot water touching and caressing your even hotter skin. Thinking of his virile body completely naked and wet while the steam from the water fogs up the bathroom making everything even more curious and exciting.
I knew this could happen, my thoughts turning to the devil again and ending up leaving me needing his caresses, his touch. And knowing myself as I do, I could knock on his door, but not today, not this time. A woman doesn't necessarily need a man to satisfy her.
I bite my lip at the idea I have. I run to my bag and rummage through it until I find what I want, my little six"inch silicone toy in a blatant purple. Who needs a man?
I walk back to the bed, on the way my towel falls but I don't reach down to pick it up.
My back is on the sheets that cover the big bed, I stare at the ceiling for a few seconds before closing my eyes and letting the fantasies come.
My body on top of my boss's as I ride relentlessly screaming for him... Him on top of me making me roll my eyes in pleasure as I climax. I press the button that turns the toy on and select the lowest vibrating speed as I slide it slowly down the valley of my breasts. My boss inside me, deep driving me crazy, both of us sweating as he gasps. I position the tip of my toy on my clit and the instant I feel the contact, my back arches away from the mattress.
I don't need much until I'm completely wet and needing more contact, so increasing my toy's vibrating speed, I direct it towards my entrance, then slide it inside imagining it's my boss who enters me deep. . A moan escapes my lips and I already feel like I have no control over my body.
All that comes to mind is pure lust, lust, Adam, lots of Adam, and I like it. I like how he drives me crazy without even being in the same room as me. Even though I feel like I'm slowly losing myself, I like it.
I like to imagine your big hands squeezing and massaging my breasts, I like to imagine your hands touching my every corner. I like the feeling they bring.
Another moan escapes my lips and this time, louder. I swear I'm trying to control myself even though I feel like there's no control left. I bite my lip and squeeze my legs together. I'm writhing on the bed and I feel like I'm going to orgasm at any moment, I'm close, very close. Until you hear a knock on the door. They are far away, so at first, I ignore them. I pull up a pillow and press it to my face to muffle my moans, whoever is at the door, I hope they don't hear me. But the beats don't stop, they continue tirelessly and seem to get louder and louder.
With what little self"control I have left I get the vibrator out of me before I reach the apex and cursing until the ninetieth incarnation of the individual who dared to interrupt me. I hide my friend under the pillow and put on my robe. I don't need to look in the mirror to know that I look unpresentable, I'm completely naked under the robe, I'm panting, I bet my cheeks are flushed, and not to mention the fact that with all the squirming on the bed, my bun must have be unrecognizable.
I don't stand by whoever is banging on the door on the other side, I just want it gone so I can pick up where I left off, so I open it.
Adam is the one on the other side, he's only wearing black sweatpants and no, I repeat, no shirt. He's naked from the waist up, it hasn't been too long since I've seen that chest but I feel like it's been years, he's been missing me.
"Sorry to hit you like that. Miss could be sleeping. "He says cautiously.
"Was not. "I say in a whisper still stunned by the vision.
"I don't know what I was doing but I went to try to sleep and all I thought about was the lady sleeping in the next room. Every night my thoughts before bed end up turning only to her body..
"You.. treat me like you, we are not in the company. "I ask.
"What I'm trying to say.. "He pauses. "It's just that it's easier to ignore those thoughts when you're far away, only now you're right here in front of me. " He looks me up and down. "Wearing a thin robe almost open, I can almost see your breasts and I imagine that you are not wearing anything underneath. "He swallows hard. I can feel his excitement.
Should I let him in? Where did all that "no relationship between company employees" go? I didn't know what was the right thing to do, in fact I did. The right thing was to tell him to go away or that could cause us problems in the future, but my body was screaming for his here and now. What should I do?
I couldn't help it, I didn't even have time to choose, my body made that decision for me. When I realized it, Adam and I were kissing inside the bedroom with the door closed as if that conversation about relationships and the company had never happened.He was quick, he took me in his arms without taking his mouth off mine and walked with me to the bed, to deposit me in it right away, without getting off of me. The kiss was not hurried but there was nothing calm about it either, it was willing, desire, as if our mouths had been yearning for this contact for a long time.My hands are tangled in her hair at the nape of her neck. He opens my robe and I feel his hand touch my body again, even better than the last time. He slides his fingertips over my stomach and continues down, which makes me shiver. His fingertips trail down even further and he bites my bottom lip when he realizes I'm not wearing any underwear, which makes me gasp."So wet, so hot. " He whispers while touching my intima
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