Eight years later...Lillian was alone in her suite's bathroom. She was taking a shower and was inert to what was going on outside those walls. Her eyes were closed, the warm water fell on her body and she made a delicious caress until she rolled over all her curves and melted to the ground.She was distracted but even so, she managed to hear the bathroom door open and then close. Knowing perfectly who she was, since she rarely managed to take a shower alone on a Saturday morning, she smiled.Two firm hands touched her waist then moved up until each touched each of her breasts. She sighed, hands going down to her waist again to finally turn her roughly."I was really waiting for you. "She said with a smile on her lips, Adam shared the same smile, but in her eyes, a desire shone that not even the years were able to erase and his hard member rubbing close to her intimacy was also a strong indication."So I'm glad I didn't take long. "He said before attacking her lips.Saturday mornings
There I was, on a sunny morning running through the streets of Chicago, my heels clicking against the sidewalks and I was struggling not to bump into anyone. I was ten minutes late, it was only ten minutes late, but I knew that my boss, Adam Winters, or as he prefers us employees to call him: Mr. Winters would eat me alive for that.When I joined the company almost a year ago, I was working for your father, in the same role as executive secretary. I took care of his schedule, scheduled and canceled meetings, scheduled business trips, presented reports, participated in some meetings... I was his right hand man. But due to a health problem, he had to retire and, as expected, left his eldest son in charge of the most famous and prestigious architecture firm in the country.When I finally arrived at the building, I hurriedly greeted the doorman and out of breath made my way to the elevator. While trying to catch my breath, that metal box took me to the twentieth floor where my office was,
MS. Lillian Porter I've been holding the same piece of paper for at least five minutes. I'm still sitting on my bed, completely naked when for the thousandth time I read: "Dear Miss Porter, I'm sorry I couldn't stay to see you wake up, I would love to, I swear! But I have a business to run. Enjoy the coffee. Hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of poking around your kitchen to prepare it. Have a nice day. Ass: Your Boss ;)" I'm still petrified, I can't believe I actually had sex with my boss. I feel so…depraved. However, not sorry. It was too wonderful for me to wish it hadn't happened. Excellent! I'm late again. It's the second time this week and I'm not proud of it. I run to the bathroom and feel some parts of my body complain in the form of mild pain, yesterday was quite a night. I turn on the shower and don't even wait for the water to heat up, I dive inside. The cold water crashes against my body making me shiver and taking away all the traces of sleep or laziness th
Leaving part of the day's work, done the day before, sometimes saves me from some trouble, but today it didn't help me much.With my one hour delay I had no advantage, that is: once again I'll be late for lunch, if I'm going to break for one at all. Mr. Winters has a meeting with Mr. Levi today and he does not tolerate mistakes or delays. He is one of the most insufferable customers and also one of the most loyal the company has. I've known the important owner of the luxury real estate company H&L since I started working here, and at least eighty percent of the properties he's sold have been designed by the company.I spend an uninterrupted hour and a half staring at the computer screen while taking breaks to type on the keyboard or use the mouse. Half of the report is already done but when I realize the time, I see that I'm still mega late. The meeting starts in about an hour and... two knocks on the door keep me from finishing my thought."Come in "I authorize and Geneva puts her bl
You are kidding with me? And of course I don't ask that question out loud, I like my job."Is it urgent?. "I ask. It could only be, Adam Winters put one of his feet between the elevator doors to prevent them from closing and taking me to the parking lot."Yes. I don't intend to be long, can you come?. "Ask me."He is well. " I agree finally getting out of the elevator.The floor is empty as is most of the building, and if it weren't for my heels clicking against the floor, it would now be completely silent.We are already inside your room. He closes the door, but since he said he didn't intend to linger, I remain standing. Upright, with the faux fur coat over my shoulders, warming myself from the chill of the air conditioning that is always higher than what is acceptable for any normal human being."How are you?. "He asks. I must have missed something because I have no idea what it is."Hey?. "It's my turn to ask with a frown."Your downfall. Before I left, I wanted to make sure you w
Mr. Adam WintersI 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 hom
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
I don't have much time to settle into the suite, all I do is put my suitcase on the bed while I rummage through it to find my makeup and my hairbrush for one last tidy up before the meeting. I also take out my laptop and take the time to check one last time that it has all the information I need.Forty-five minutes later, there's a knock on the door. I open it and see my boss.Apparently, he's in a hurry today. He prepped for the flight that ironically doesn't take orders from him and left at its scheduled time, and now he's here in front of me ready to go, as if we didn't already have a few minutes to spare. But thank the good Lord, I'm ready too, I'd hate for him to have any reason to complain." Are you ready? "Asks me, closing one of the buttons on the sleeve of his jacket. Needless to say, he's impeccable, isn't he? Everything only gets better with the black paste deposited on the floor beside you. Adam easily intimidates anyone and wouldn't even need the expensive suit, frown an