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I wasn't even out of the bathroom shower before I heard the door open and then Derrick casually opened the shower. I did not find my feelings so casual. I covered up the important bits and asked him what it was he was doing.
“I thought that I would take a shower too, save on water. I didn't think you would mind.”
His eyes said to me that he had already seen every inch of my body, so I didn't think he thought there was much that I should be nervous about. That wasn't true though. What we had done though, wasn’t something that I could even talk about. I wasn’t ready to not be shy around him. It was still a lot and I wasn’t feeling all that familiar.
He stood so close to me without any clothes on. He dropped the last remaining cloth between us, and I tried my best not to learn. I did though and of course, I got an eyeful that changed everything. Here I was trying to tell him no, but seconds after he came in the shower, I could barely speak.
My nervousness didn’t last very long ago. One minute I was practically shaking and the next he was kissing me and the trembling in my body was for something else altogether. I was sore, literally every part of my body hurt. Why was I even remotely interested in what he was trying to cajole me into now? I honestly couldn't tell you. It wasn't something that I needed, surely not. I had more than enough last night. Strangely though, my lips couldn’t say such a thing. Why? I had no idea.
All it took was a touch for a moment, hands, mouth, and everything that I remember, I knew what he could do and that was hard to forget. I just wanted him so badly.
I gave into my need not too long after he started. No longer was I scared. I knew what he was capable of, what the two of us together could do, and I could never fear that. It was amazing and I didn't want to stop, ever.
* * *
I lookedat the clock on the wall as I stumbled out of the bathroom. I felt discombobulated, but I couldn't help but straighten up really quickly when I saw what time it was. We were going to be late for work and I will admit it took me a few minutes to be reminded of the fact that I had just had sex with my boss. I doubt he was going to have much problem with me being a little bit tardy. Considering the reason, I thought that I would probably be in the clear. My life sometimes was so strange. It didn't make any sense.
Getting dressed quickly, Derrick asked me why I was in such a rush, and I told him that we were going to be late. He didn't seem to mind at all. Finally, he told me that he had no problem with us being a little late. “I wouldn’t worry about it too much. I promise that your boss is not going to be mad at you.”
He was being cute, I knew that, but it made me wonder what we were going to do about the whole working for him and being married thing. There was going to be a lot of opinions about our love life. He wanted to think that we could just keep it all a secret, but I knew better than that.
We didn’t talk about it too much. I was rushing us out the door and the whole time I was trying to figure out what our next meeting was. Derrick didn't seem to be worried about anything. His blasé attitude at home was so different than the uptight person that he had to be at work. It was like two very different people, and I wasn't sure which one I was going to get here at work now. Would it be different? Was I going to have to deal with him the way he used to be or would it now be harder?
He met my gaze and kissed me, telling me that it was going to be okay. I needed that kiss and assurance, even if I didn’t exactly believe it.
35
Derrick
“Augustine, can you come here for a minute, please?”
“I am busy, boss; I will be there in a few moments.”
I looked at the phone, and I couldn't say that I liked the new answer that I was getting from Augustine. I was the boss but now the roles were completely different. Now my wife was telling me to hold on and there was nothing I could do but listen.
When she finally did come in, I wanted to immediately go back to what we were doing this morning in the shower, but it was quite clear how Augustine was conducting herself that she was not interested in that. I tried to pull her to me, and she smacked my hand.
“If you have to ask, then I must not be doing it right.”
My words made her laugh, because, of course, she knew what I was doing, but she didn't know why I was doing it right then. Augustine whispered something about how we were at work, and somebody was going to see us. I reminded her that we were married, and they were going to find out eventually. I said it jokingly, trying to relax the moment, but Augustine was quite serious about it. Had she really not thought it through? I had; I knew that there might be consequences for my rash decision to marry her so quickly. I wasn't going to regret the decision or anything like that, but it was wrong of me to pretend like it was nothing either.
Finally, I was sent back to my desk and what else could I do but listen? We'd talked about some of the things that we had to do and the meetings that we had to go to. My mind was still on all of the wonderful things that we had done together. They kept running through my head. Augustine standing there trying to be professional was, I don't know, teasing me. I wanted her so badly I could taste it.
“Derrick, we are supposed to be working.” It sounded like she was telling me off. She had this no-nonsense tone that was doing it for me. Was she doing it on purpose? It felt like it. What else could it be?
“Do you know how hard it is to work right now? All I want to do is get another taste of you. If you would let me, I can do it right now. Nobody would have to know.”
Augustine couldn't look at me, her eyes suddenly moving down to the ground and the slight intake of breath was all of the answer that I got, but it was enough. I knew it was going through her mind, and I wondered how hard it would be to talk her into something more. How long could she turn me down? From the look on her face, I didn't think it would be all that long.
“Seriously, Derrick, we need to be able to work together.”
I knew how much working was important to her and while she was the best assistant that I'd ever had, she could give it up if she wanted to pursue something else. At this point, I honestly just wanted to make her happy.
“Of course, I wasn't trying to make it difficult. You just come in here and look like that and then I started thinking about what happened in the shower and you know, my mind starts to go to these crazy places.
She gave me another dirty look, accusing me of trying to mess with her and I agreed that I probably was. I apologized, told her that I was going to do the best I could not to do it again, but I think we both knew that I would.
The meeting was almost over between the two of us, and I mentioned something about a conference. “Now that we're married, do you want to come with me more or no? I go to some talking thing at least twice a month. It is better to have you there obviously, but I don't want you to feel like you are forced to go. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but if you could make it, I would really like it if you’d come with me.”
