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“I want to see you,” I said, lowering my voice a little. “Tonight.”
Rena glanced at me before carrying on with the files she had in her hand. “You know where I live.”
I blinked at her. What was that? Had she just dismissed me? I wanted to say something, but I was caught off guard and I couldn’t think of anything to say. I stood there searching for words. Finally, I turned around and left the office, going back to my own.
When Rena and I had started out with this whole sex thing, I had been in charge. I made the rules, and she had been the little secretary who had begged to be fucked. Somehow, the tables had turned. I didn’t know how it had happened, but she was in charge now and I was the one asking for attention, asking to see her. I couldn’t let this happen.
I was the boss, for God’s sake. She wouldn’t play this game with me. I decided when it was over. Maybe it was a good time to call it quits.
It was easier said than done. That night, after work, I headed home and dressed into something a little fancier even though I hoped it would end up on the floor. I couldn’t stay away from Rena, no matter how much I told myself it had to be over. I buzzed her apartment and waited for her to buzz me in.
Chapter 21
Rena
My apartment buzzer went off, but I wasn’t in the mood to see anyone. I wasn’t expecting company, and whoever had decided to drop by unexpectedly could go away. I was in a bad mood. I had been feeling off all day, and it had gotten worse after work. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but recharging when I was alone often helped me to sort out my thoughts. Hopefully, I could put my finger on what was wrong.
A few minutes after the buzzer had gone off, someone knocked on my front door. Unless whoever it was had slipped in when someone else had gone out, no one was able to get into the building. I opened the door, irritated. I had taken a shower, and I was wearing my robe. It wasn’t clothes to receive anyone in, but I wasn’t planning on letting anyone stay.
Brent stood in front of me, and he was dashing. He wore a suit I hadn’t seen before, something that looked like it belonged at an important event. He had a bottle of wine with him, too.
“What are you doing here?” I sounded more pissed off than I meant to.
“I happen to know where you live,” Brent said and flashed me an arrogant smile. I couldn’t help myself; I couldn’t stay angry. Brent was a lot older than I was, but he flashed me that boyish smile and I melted every time. I stood to the side and let him in. I couldn’t kick him to the curb.
“I come bearing gifts.” Brent held out the bottle of wine.
“So I see,” I said.
Brent seemed set on staying, and I wondered if it wasn’t a good idea to fuck this frustration out of my system instead of turning Brent away. It was what he was here for, after all. Maybe it was exactly what we both needed.
The past week had been difficult. I had been adapting to my new role as office manager, and there was a lot still that needed to be done before I would feel comfortable. The change of pace had been difficult, and on top of everything, Brent had been distant from me. It had been a week of surviving. Maybe touching base wasn’t a bad thing.
“Let me get glasses for that,” I said and walked to my kitchen. I came back with two wineglasses and set them on the coffee table. I offered Brent a bottle opener, and he made quick work of opening the wine. He poured us each a glass, and I picked mine up, sipping it. Brent did the same and made eye contact with me over the rim of his glass. The way he looked at me made me feel good about myself—I knew he was crazy about my body.
I drank a bit more of the wine before putting the glass down on the table. I undid the sash on my robe and let the material slip off my shoulders and fall to the ground. I hadn’t worn anything underneath the robe, and I stood in front of Brent, naked. By the way he looked at me, he didn’t mind it one bit. His eyes slid over my body like a physical touch, and I shivered.
When Brent’s eyes found mine, they were filled with lust. I glanced down at his crotch where a thick bulge told me exactly what he thought about my body. I loved it when he looked at me like this. He made me feel like I was a goddess, and I had so much confidence when I was with him. I knew I looked good, but he only made me feel that much better about myself.
