Mr. Adam Winters
I woke up in the morning, just before six, and went to take my shower. It was amazing how one of my first thoughts of the day turned to Miss Porter, it was even more amazing how quickly my cock responded. "Another cold shower for the bill".
As amazing as it is to have sex with Lillian and have this "affair" behind the scenes, I need to put an end to it before she creates feelings that won't be reciprocated. We don't allow relationships between company employees and I hate breaking rules, so I don't intend to.
By half past six I am already dressed in my suit and tie. My hair is properly arranged, so I head downstairs to prepare my breakfast. Toast and juice again, it's becoming common but without someone to help me with that and other small household chores it's been difficult and a little rushed.
You must be wondering: "But you have so much money, how come you still don't have an employee in charge of it?". Well, I recently moved, I spend more time at work than at home. I don't have time to look for a servant, but it's in my plans, I swear.
A little after seven I'm already in my car, heading to the company. I still smell the perfume that Ms. Porter was wearing when he got into it that disastrous night at dinner, well, not so disastrous if you stop to analyze how it ended. It's amazing how every thought of my day ends up coming back to her, but I have to stop. Despite the hot sex and hot teasing during office hours, she's still my employee and I don't even need to say it's wrong again.
At eight o'clock in the morning I get out of the elevator and say hello to Ms. Fields who looks happy, every day she looks happy, in fact, next to me they all look happy. Deep down I know they talk about me behind my back and it doesn't bother me, who doesn't hate their own boss?
"When Ms. Porter arrives, ask her to bring me some coffee in my office. "I ask aligning my tie.
"If you want, I can take it myself. "She offers without ulterior motives.
"MS. Is Porter here yet? "I ask. It's not possible that he was late again.
"Yes, sir, she is in her room. "She tells me.
"Then ask her. Excuse me. " I say before I leave.
MS. Lillian Porter
"Excuse me. "I say after entering my boss's room. Adam is sitting in his chair and typing on his notebook. He's frowning as he lifts his head to look at me. "Here's the coffee you ordered. " I approach and deposit the closed glass on the table, he doesn't even disguise and looks shamelessly at my lips. " Can I help you with anything else? "I ask and running my tongue over there, what if I like teasing?.
"Actually... "He pauses and clears his throat. "Can you lock the door please? "Ask and I don't succeed.
"Have we evolved from after"hours sex to before"hours sex? "I play and walk closer but he doesn't show fun at any time. "What's the problem?. "I ask noticing how serious he is since I entered the room.
" We have to stop this. "He says simply.
"We have?.
"We have. No pre-hours sex and no after-hours sex. Let's stop this before it gets serious. "He says and looks full of determination.
"No sex?. " Study the phrase.
"No sex. "Confirm. "You are my employee and not...
"We allow relationship between company employees. " Complete your sentence. "Okay, no sex. " I shrug. "Anything else?.
"That's all for now. "Says and turns attention to the computer screen even before I get up to leave. Would I get fired if I threw coffee in his face?
"So, excuse me. " I say and stand up. He is the loser, I came with wonderful panties today. I open the door and refer without looking back.
I have to agree with him, this "affair" wasn't a good idea from the start and I'm glad it's over. At least I was supposed to be happy, that means no more distractions at work, doesn't it? Although he has given me great orgasms I need to concentrate on work. I'm fine, I'll be fine, I always am. I just need to remember until a few days ago where my hatred for him was greater than the desire to sit on him. I'm not the type of woman who lets myself be carried away by desire, I make my choices, I always choose what's best for me and the best thing now is that Adam is just my insufferable boss.The rest of the day at the company is a complete rush, I can hardly count how many times I went from my office to his to deliver papers, get signatures for some documents, and so on. Every Friday is usually a busy day at the company and today was no different, but what was bothering me wasn't even the fact that my legs were asking for a break, every time I needed to go to my boss's office, the idiot , he treated me like he had never seen me naked before. It's not that I want special treatment, that's not even my place, it would be disconcerting and embarrassing. But he could very well be a more passionate person, his aggressiveness was bothering me so much that I anxiously counted the minutes on the clock on the wall of my living room to be able to leave. I internally celebrated each advance of that slow clock and it finally arrived, I just needed to go to his office one more time to ask if he still needed me for anything else. I could hear the noise of his door, so I know he already left his last meeting. I collect my tired body from the chair and stand up, heading to the next room. I knock twice and open it as soon as I hear a "come in".
"Excuse me, Mr. Winters, are you going to need me for anything else or can I go now? " I ask in a calm voice.
" Sit down, I need to tell you something. "He says and just takes his eyes off the computer screen in front of him to look at me at the end of the sentence. He looks displeased about something, he semi frowns when something worries him. I noticed this a while ago. I close the door behind me and sit down across from her desk, my legs crossed and I can't wait to get home to take off my heels and tights.
"You can say. " I authorize.
"I was called to advise of a problem with the floor plan of Mr. Raul, I want you to buy two business class airline tickets to California with your company card and make reservations at this hotel." He tells me and I see that this is the reason for his semi"furrowed forehead. He opens one of his desk drawers and hands me a black card with the company logo, along with a hotel card. "This restaurant has been having problems since the work began, first they delivered the wrong materials to the workers who are constructing the building, then there was a leak, having to start the work almost from scratch, not to mention that it was not easy to convince Mr. Raul to sign the contract.
"Yes, sir, for tomorrow and what time? "I ask taking the card.
"Yes. To seven. "He says. "The other problems I managed to solve from here, but this time, I need to go there or the contract will go down the drain, causing damage to the company. As you know the case in detail and have all the papers since the contract was signed, I need you to come with me. "He explains.
"He is well. Anything else?. "I ask.
"Just that. You can go to your house now. "He says and goes back to doing what he was doing when I entered.
"Thanks. Have a good night. " I say and stand up.
"Goodnight. "I hear him say before I close the door.
It's a weekend with too much Adam for my taste, he didn't say anything about return tickets, maybe he forgot or he doesn't intend to come back on the same day? Anyway, I go home and on the internet I do what he says, of course, after a nice relaxing shower, I was already in bed and in my pajamas when I finalized the purchase. After that I watched a movie and if I remember the title it will be a lot since all I did was think about Adam. How I wanted to punch his perfectly designed face. I was furious, my rage was such that I found myself fantasizing about tying him to a chair and pulling out his wispy beard strand by strand with tweezers. I'm looking like an idiot now, I feel like I've been used, actually that's not the word, I think "deluded" is more appropriate. I fell into the illusion that I would have sex with my boss and everything would be different. I wanted at least this frustration to make me get him out of my head...
At five I'm already awake if I can say that I even slept. Insomnia hit hard and who did my thoughts focus on? Right on the devil, Adam Winters. But nothing that a good make up to hide dark circles can't solve.At five thirty I'm already showered and ready for breakfast: strawberry jam on bread and a nice glass of juice. I have a horrible habit of sometimes getting out of the shower and instead of getting dressed, I go downstairs wrapped in a towel and that's how I am now; wrapped in a thin white towel devouring my bread and jam.Once I'm done, I go upstairs to brush my teeth and get dressed. I opt for a graphite skirt in pastel color and a white dress shirt with buttons. Underneath I wear lingerie in the same color. I make a ponytail on top of the head with all the black strands perfectly tied and aligned. Light makeup and a low scarpain in black on the feet. I put on my perfume and it's already twenty to six when I go downstairs with a small suitcase on wheels in one hand and my cell
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"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."H
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
You know when your subconscious wants you to wake up and get out of bed but your body doesn't have the same opinion? It was what was happening. Part of me wanted to wake up and the other part didn't even try to get me to open my eyes.I was sleepy, I didn't need to open my eyes to know that it was already dawn, I must have left one of the curtains open and now the light disturbs me through my eyelids. It also smells different, I didn't need to open my eyes to know my boss was still lying next to me, I wasn't touching him but I could still smell his scent. I can't believe we had sex again... and again... and again. If I stop to think about it I'm going to freak out so I'm just going to ignore that I fucked my boss more times after saying we wouldn't and trying to sleep again.My phone starts ringing and I shove the pillow over my face as if the high"pitched noise it makes when I get a call is going to disappear. It keeps ringing and I keep ignoring it, whatever it is, it can't be that
My day is a complete rush for a change. It's almost one in the afternoon and I've already worked a lot. It's Monday and Mondays tend to be more busy, and my bastard boss won't even give me a break since I worked on the weekend.All my reports are ready and there's no meeting today, so I'm just finishing up one of my last slides on the computer. Yesterday after I arrived from my father's visit, I sat down and took stock to see if the company's contract closing numbers were favorable and I was surprised. Since then, I've been summarizing my time trying to figure out why, working like crazy to keep my boss up to date."In between. " I say when I hear a knock on the door.Hey. "Geneva pokes her blond head into my office. "Let's have lunch."Okay, my eyes are already hurting from concentrating so much here. "I say before massaging the temples. "I'm starving. "Notice saving my work before closing tabs.Another person takes the place of Geneva's receptionist and we leave for the other side o
A few weeks had passed since the teasing in the boardroom. Adam tried to control himself more, while Lillian didn't make it easy for the poor guy. She teased him whenever she could, using double meaning phrases and anything that came into her head that would make him lose his temper and most of the time it worked. Like last time.It was this week, on a rainy Wednesday. Lillian had to go to the corner of the street from the company and got wet. When she returned, she went to the bathroom in her room and sent a message to his cell phone "yes, she had taken his number even without authorization when she searched his room on one of her outings.". Anyway, in the message she said it was an emergency, that she had fallen in the bathroom, and worried, Adam hurriedly went there to help her. But when he arrived he wished he'd never left your office, Ms. Porter was half naked, dressed only in her lacy red lingerie as she dried her clothes in the bathroom dryer. Adam was petrified in front of the
Mr. Adam WintersThe next day is horrible, I still haven't gotten over how terrible it was to see Lillian in that situation. Speaking of her, I really waited for her to call me asking for something, but the call didn't come, neither did a message. Maybe it's still early, she must still be embarrassed, I repeat, for no reason. She must be needing some time alone to collect herself, which I don't think will take long. I have never seen a woman as sure of herself and as self"confident as she is. It's one of the things I most admire.On Sunday I also wait for some contact, and nothing. It's frustrating the feeling that uncertainty brings, I just wanted to know if she's okay.I look like a ridiculous teenager checking my cell phone every ten minutes, hoping that my high school sweetheart will text me. I give up on it at ten at night when I go to bed and finally manage to sleep, after all tomorrow is Monday and that being the case, she will have to show up at the company.On Monday I get up