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“What?” I pretend outrage. “I’ll have you know that I’m a professional. Besides, he’s way older than me.”
“It shouldn’t matter.”
“I know,” I reply. “You love everybody, regardless of age, sex, race, or religion.”
She laughs, and we go back to talking about Melissa’s classes and the new friends she made.
That night,I dream of him.
We’re in a meeting discussing the project. He rises from his chair and crosses the office to where I’m seated on the sofa. His eyes smolder with passion as he kneels and reaches for my panties. Mesmerized, I watch him slowly pull them down my legs before tossing them aside. Still holding my gaze with his, he lifts my legs on his shoulders. And then he slides lower to flick his tongue across my wet pussy. I jerk and hold on to his head as his tongue expertly fucks me. I scream when I reach my peak, but he isn’t done with me yet. Salivating, I watch him as he unzips his trousers and frees his huge ramrod dick. I spread my legs apart, waiting earnestly to be filled.
And then I wake up sweating all over and aching for him. I curse loudly because he didn’t get to fuck me in the dream. To let off my sexual frustration, I touch myself until I find my release.
Panting, I look at my bedside clock. I’ll be late for work!
* * *
“Excuse me, please. Excuse me.”I wade through the throng of people on the sidewalk as I hurry to get to the Payne Industries building a few blocks away.
I should never have stopped for coffee. But I need the boost to start my day. Unfortunately, it might cost me. If Mr. Payne gets to his office before me, I might as well kiss my job goodbye.
Damn, these blasted heels! I fear I might fall flat on my face if I’m not careful. What was I thinking, allowing my neighbor to talk me into buying them? I had no problem with my sensible pumps. The sun is high in the sky, bathing the busy street with its warmth. Tapping my hand against my thigh, I wait with other pedestrians for the light to change. I glance at my wristwatch. It isn’t 9:00 a.m. yet, but I want to make it before anyone else, particularly Payne.
Finally, I cross the street with the throng of people and almost race to the mirrored-glass high-rise building. With relief, I quickly climb the steps leading to two huge glass doors thrown wide open. A smiling man steps aside for me to pass through, and I return his smile with gratitude. My need for haste must show on my face.
I’m grateful to be in the cool interior of the spacious lobby, away from the warmth of the early morning sun, which had made my silver-colored silk blouse almost stifling. I walk across the vast lobby and nod at the receptionists sitting behind a rosewood counter. Like the previous day, I marvel at the elegance of the space with its lovely shade of blue, marble walls, and shiny floor. I head towards the bank of elevators and wait impatiently with the others.
“Thirtieth floor, please,” I say immediately after I enter the crowded elevator and the brass doors close. I blink at the bright light illuminating the place.
I’m almost in tears as the elevator ascends and stops on virtually all the floors before the thirtieth one. My only consolation is that my boss isn’t in the elevator. But what if he’s in the other one? If I hadn’t spent the previous evening thinking naughty things about him, I wouldn’t have had the sexy dream and spent valuable time pleasuring myself.
And why are there so many floors in the building? I acknowledge it might be because it’s his company’s headquarters, and there are many departments like artificial intelligence, web development, data analysis, and marketing, to name a few. Susan told me I was only working on the thirtieth floor, meant for high-level employees, because I was working directly with Mr. Payne.
Almost sobbing with relief when the elevator finally opens to my floor, I step out with another colleague. Paneled offices surround the area, and one of them is mine. My heels sink into the maroon carpet as I cross to the receptionist sitting behind her desk.
“Good morning, Hailey,” the ginger-haired, moon-faced girl beams from ear to ear.
“Good morning, Jackie. How are you this morning?” I inquire with a smile. She had complained of a headache the previous day as we shared the elevator to the ground floor.
“I’m better now, thanks. Ready for your second day?”
“I sure am. Is Mr. Payne in?” I question nervously, chewing on my bottom lip.
Discerning my unease, she laughs. “No, he isn’t here yet.”
“Phew!”
Soft laughter bubbles from her throat again. She glances at her wristwatch. “He’ll arrive any minute now. So, you better be seated in your office when he does.”
“Alright. I’ll say hello to Susan before I go to my office.” I nod in the direction of the thick double doors behind her.
“Oh yes, she’s in. Good luck today. I love your outfit, by the way,” she remarks as the phone starts ringing.
“Thanks, Jackie.” I amble towards the office, grateful to have made a friend on my first day here. Seeing how flustered I was when I came in the previous day, Jackie had spoken to me calmly and had given me a few minutes to pull myself together before informing Susan that I’d arrived for the meeting.
With a ready smile, I open the door to the large office area that Susan shares with Mr. Payne’s secretary, Alex Manson. Susan is sitting beside her arc-shaped desk, staring at her laptop, while Alex is standing beside the built-in filing cabinets and peering into the file he was holding. They both look up as I come in, and Alex releases a whistle which makes me blush.
“Look at you. You clean up nicely.” He regards me with an expression I don’t understand.
