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In this time, we’ve talked about everything from our feelings for each other, to work, to music, to dreams. Our conversations have been both deep and general and I couldn’t be happier, but I can’t shake the feeling that Liam is being careful with me.
Not even once have we talked about anything that hints at sex.
Why is that?
I don’t know.
We have had a crush on each other for quite a while. He has confessed to having a crush on me right from the start, and I would be lying if I said I haven’t wanted him for just as long. But I was very careful to guard my feelings and not let on.
The office setting would have prevented any affair we could have had because we are all like a close knit family, but now that we are in a quarantine period, we can do what we want and nobody will notice. In our computer screens, we are not a boss and one of his employees anymore. We are just a man and a woman who like each other.
So, forgive me if I am wrong, but is there any liking between a man and a woman that doesn’t come with wanting each other?
I like him so much that I don’t want to spoil it before I know what this is budding into. But when you have spent the last three years with the boss of your boss starring in every one of your X-rated fantasies, isn’t it normal to wanted to star in your real-life X-rated moments as well?
I settle at my desk, wondering if I should tell him about the conflicting feelings in my head, but he beats me to it. There is an email from Liam Thorne, CEO of Thorne Technologies.
Before the pandemic struck, we spoke entirely on email and it was always work related. During the entire time we have been in quarantine though, Liam has never sent me an email.
The contents of it are simple:
From- Liam Thorne
Subject- Mistaken Project
Date- 5/14/2020
To- Anna Mallon
On behalf of the marketing department, you were supposed to send me marketing research on the take of millennials on project Winfare.
Why then am I looking at an acquisition report on Carl Tech?
Liam Thorne,
CEO, Thorne Technologies.
I read it, then re-read it again before it finally sinks in. Hurriedly, I check the file I sent him, and sure enough, there is an acquisition report staring right at me. Quickly, I type back, feeling a little deflated. He sounds so official.
From- Anna Mallon
Subject- Mistaken project
Date- 5/14/2020
To- Liam Thorne
I could not apologize enough for making such an obvious mistake, Sir.
I will send you the research report right away. If there is anything I can do to make it up to you, please let me know.
Anna Mallon,
VP marketing, Thorne Technologies.
I hurry to send him the file and wait for anything else he might say. I am still waiting a few moments later. But he instead answers via the messaging feature in Skype.
“Do you really want to make it up to me?” he asks.
I am feeling so guilty and disappointed in myself that it doesn’t strike me that he hadn’t sent that on email.
“I really do. I will even stay up late and try to curb the damage if there is any I have caused,” I answer.
My mind is telling me I might be doing extra work tonight. It is what he has always had me do each time there was a mistake on my part in the past.
“My secretary has already taken care of it,” he responds.
I breathe out in relief, but another text comes in, “But there is something I will need you to do for me.”
“Anything, Sir.”
There are three dots and then, “Let me video call you.”
I would be lying if I said I haven’t wanted that as well. It has been a while since I saw him, and I miss him.
So, before can I change my mind, I tell him, “Alright with me.”
There is a pause that makes me worry before he texts something that robs me of my next breath.
“Will you strip for me?”
I am probably crazy because there is a sharp jolt of desire that shoots through my lower belly, making me gasp.
Holy shit.
Here I’d been complaining to myself about how I want more and this is what I get? Before he changes his mind and starts taking things slow again, my fingers type out:
“I will.”
Six o’clock finds me still sitting in front of my desk with my laptop right in front of me. Thank goodness the day is over because my mind is shutting down to all productivity and opening up to the world of possibilities.
My freshly showered hair is still a little wet, I have on a layer of light make up and I’m wearing a sheer dress that probably shows more than it hides. Beneath it, I have on a lace bra, and matching red panties. I want to look sexy, so I have on a pair of the sexiest shoes in my closet- black leather heels.
