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“Be right back. Gonna get a spoon,” I said.
When I returned, I handed him a spoon. Our fingers grazed each other, and my heart raced. My panties got wetter. Guilt washed over his face quickly as he pulled away. What was up with me? It was like whatever attraction I had to him had increased threefold in the last few days.
“I didn’t know you got me a pint,” he said stiffly as he pulled back his hand. His smartwatch beeped. He looked down and pulled out his phone to type something into it. Guilt washed over his face again. “Thank you, Chloe, for everything.”
I smiled as I sat on the recliner in front of him. If I sat beside him, I didn’t think I would get up. Or something on Ric would get up instead. I blinked as I stared at the brown swirls in my ice cream, trying to get the idea of his package out of my mind. He seemed so nice, always pleasant to talk to, and I was going to screw this up if I kept letting my pussy make the decisions around here. I know I always flirted with him when he was far away from me. It was fun, when I knew nothing would come of it. “No problem. You’re closer to me right now than Andy is.”
He frowned. “I really wish I could contact the Cap—my boss. He may want to know Andy isn’t happy.”
I shook my head. “It’s not him that’s the problem. I think. She mentioned her dad.”
Ric nodded. “Yes, that would do it.”
“You know him?”
He scrunched up his nose. “I know of him. If I found out I was his child, I would be upset too. His position is . . . very high.”
“Someone famous? Would I know him?”
“No. But her mother did.”
I laughed. “Obviously. If they made a child, they must have been fucking.”
Why did I mention fucking? My panties dampened even more. His eyes caught mine and the feelings of arousal surged inside me. I rose to my feet, feeling my legs wobble beneath me before I stumbled. I felt the carton slip from my grasp and watched as it fell to the ground with a thud. “Oh no! I . . . I’ve got to go.”
I ran to my bedroom and shut the door. I went to the box under my bed and pulled out my vibrator. My thumbs hooked on my pants and pulled them down. I laid down on my bed as I fucked myself with my vibrator. All the desire I was feeling downstairs cascaded through my body. I bit the back of my hand to avoid being too loud. All I could think of was riding Ric’s cock over and over again. I don’t even know how big it was. Would he be able to satisfy me? Finally, the coil inside me snapped and my orgasm rushed through my body. I rocked my hips into the vibrator. Finally, my body slumped back into the bed. It was an incredible orgasm. The best I had in years . . . except I didn’t feel any better. I could still feel arousal pulsing through my body. I needed more.
Chapter 17
Chloe
Before I left for work this morning, Ric gave me his resume and a few other documents. He assured me it would be sufficient. I made a copy before handing the folder to my boss. He looked over it while nodding. “You say this guy is available now? His credentials are amazing. We got back all the background check stuff back and it was pristine.”
That was odd. When he sent me that friend request, I didn’t turn anything up when I searched for him. Not focusing on that, I shrugged. “Yeah, he needs some quick bucks to get his car repaired, I guess.”
The doctor hummed as he went back to his lair. What did he have back there? Would Ric tell me if he was allowed in the inner sanctum? I sat at my desk and put on my best fake assistant voice. I called the first number on the sheet.
“Hello there. I am calling from R & S Laboratories. Is this Pixa Byte? I was inquiring about your former employee named Ricon Mynz?“ I asked.
“Hi? Oh, yeah, yes, he was wonderful to work with.” It seemed like a female voice, and she sounded shocked to talk to me. But she also sounded stiff, kind of like a good AI voice.
“. . . would be a boon in our laboratory. Yes, he is so smart. Yet, so dumb.”
I had stopped listening to the voice until that moment. It almost made me fall asleep, like AI does. “Excuse me?”
“He doesn’t like the me-mes.”
I paused. As I remembered our old conversations, most memes and pop culture jokes never landed with him. “What? Do you meanmemes?”
“Oh, is that how it is pronounced? I am sorry. He does not appreciatememeslike I do. He is a stick in the mud.”
“Oh.”
“So, is he a good person?” I asked. Fear gripped me because I wanted him to be good. But if he was connected with whatever Andy was with, he couldn’t be. Or something suspicious. Why did hehaveto be good? Is it because I wanted him for something more?
“What’s your definition of a good person? There is gray and gray gray and black gray and black black gray. Like those weird books. He made me read one the other day! It hadtail stuff.”
“What?” This conversation seemed like I was talking to an AI bot. But the voice wasn’t fake. Then again, I’ve heard some on a few websites; they were really good.
