I’m done with men! Not because I hate them, but because everyone I meet, and is just fine enough to pique my interest, I compare to him. And it ends right there and then. The ridiculous thing is that my love interest isn’t real. He is a figure that hunts my nights and brings pleasure into the few seconds that I’m captured by my sleep paralysis. I know that, and I am totally okay with it. Just as I start a new job, and my life seems to take a better turn, determined to forget the man from the shadows, I find my forbidden pleasure standing right in front of me. Suddenly my dream man wears a tailored suit and frowns at me. He is my boss. And he is very real.
View MoreTheodore My heart is already beating into my throat as I step onto the floor where I ended up just a few days ago as I had to stutter out my apology. I feel like shaking up, going crazy as I can nearly smell his cologne. I’m a goner. Gilda is not sitting at her desk, and Helga stops in front of it, pursing her lips. “Agh, bummer.” She seems to think about how to proceed and after taking a deep breath, rolls back her shoulders and charges forward once again.I jerk up, practically running after her until we reach the office I know has to be the one of Helades. She knocks and sets up a smile as she steps into the room. I notice right away how in contrast to the other offices it is awfully dark. The artificial lights illuminate the room as the blinds are shut, locking the sun out. This guy is mental.Helades doesn’t even spare me a glance and checks his watch as he mutters, “Did you go on a brunch date, or what?”I clench my fist, reciting a mantra about how I need this job and b
Theodore I pull at my tie as I walk into the huge foyer with shiny walls and shiny floors. Gulping painfully, I increase my pace to reach the long reception. I recognize the snobby woman who also welcomed me to this place for my interview. “Good morning.” I clear my throat as my gleeful tone gets me a death glare. I wait a few seconds for her to say something but as she just continues to look at me with an annoyed expression, I decide to dare and speak again. “Theodore… Baxter. I’m the new hire for the tech support team.” I flash her a smile but she just rolls her eyes and taps on her headset. “The tech guy is here. Can I send her up to Helga or what do I do with him?” Seeing her tone and her attitude, the only thing missing is her chewing on bubble gum and blowing big bubbles while chomping on the gun with an open mouth. I clear my throat again, wanting to get her attention. “Actually, I was told I should report to Gilda.” It’s hard to keep my smile up as she shoots me anoth
Theodore I think I’m going insane. “Are you listening to me, Theo?” My mother’s shrill voice risks bursting my ear drum as I rip out the drawers annoyed. “Yeah, yeah,” I mutter absentmindedly as I search through the cupboards. I make a mess, not caring about my mother screaming at me at the other end of the line. Where did I put them? I could swear I had put them in one of those drawers. “Don’t ‘yeah, yeah’ me,” she screams. “Can you even imagine how I am feeling right now?” I swallow a groan as it’s always just about her feelings. “I can’t even look Margerie in the eyes anymore. Do you even realize how seeing her in church was? This is so embarrassing,” she continues, making me lean against the kitchen counter, propping myself up onto my hands in pure desperation. I don’t think I can do this. How can I face him?! Taking a deep breath, I just let her ramble along, waiting for a break to say something as well. “You have insulted everyone and your language was awf
Theodore I must have passed out happily after several orgasms as I get startled awake in the middle of the night. The vibrating toy that was still in me gets pulled out, and I feel a strong hand wrapping around my throat. He cuts my air shortly as he pulls me up against his chest, growling into my ear. “Is that enough for you?” “No,” I say feebly, looking at the sex toy he is turning in front of my eyes. Gulping, I watch him throwing the toy onto the bed. “I could give you more,” he says, making me tremble. “Do you want more?” I nod as much as his hold allows me to, my body shuddering in pleasure as I think of finally getting his cock and maybe even touching him. He passes his tongue up along my neck as he chuckles, “I saw you doing the same thing yesterday. So, I didn’t imagine it.” My eyes roll into the back of my head before he pushes me down, taking the lubricant from my nightstand. The squirting of the bottle reawakens all the nerves that were still sleeping in my body
Theodore He lifts his hand, looking at me annoyed. “Are you some kind of Casanova?” “To be honest,” I say, pursing my lips and scratching my chin. “I have the face for it.” “Ugh,” he pushes out as I look around his office. It is furnished as he is and screams cold asshole with money from a mile away. Closing the door behind me, I step in front of his desk. I clear my throat as he looks up at me bored and I pull myself together not to lose my shit again.“Listen, Mr. Helades, I’m deeply sorry about what I texted you last night and it won’t happen again. I apologize for having been rude and surely what the N stands for is none of my business.” “Is that all?” he asks, again not seeming impressed with what I had to offer. This is the worst. “I’m really sorry. It won’t happen again as I don’t have money to drink anyway, so your mailbox is safe.” His eyes burn into mine, making me ramble along. “Also, I have been experiencing some very bad sleeping issues, and even if I don’t know
Theodore I lean with my teeth against my glass, my lips sucking at the droplets lingering around as Alex stands in front of me. “You are pulling my leg,” he says, crossing his arms. I point my finger at him, moving my thumb as if I was firing a gun. “No, it was the absolute worst,” I say with a sigh as I disconnect myself from the glass. He repositions on his feet, signaling one of his customers to wait for a second. “They knew who you were. They had your CV. I can’t believe the CEO didn’t look at it before he called you in. What a wanker!” “Total wanker!” I confirm, taking a big gulp from my beer, emptying it. “I need another one, Axshl.” He laughs, taking the glass from me. “You are so drunk, but after you told me, I can’t possibly tell you to slow down.” “Right! The hell you can!” I say, clicking my fingers. “I’m the greatest loser of them all!” Stumbling from my bar stool as he brings me my beer, I regain my balance with a little dance. A few drunkards left in the bar cl
Theodore My heart beats into my throat as I have my stomach churning repeatedly. The petite woman at the reception glances over to me from time to time and I always manage to catch myself and flash her a smile. At least I hope so. And I hope I don’t look like a creep. A man in an elegant suit shows up, reaching me with a kind smile and I get up, shaking his hand. “Mr. Baxter, welcome to the Hel Company. We are pleased to have you here.” I just can’t wrap my mind around how fitting the company name is after what the regular customer told me. “Thank you for having me,” I answer, pulling at my tie to make sure it didn’t shift as I follow him.But how many times have I heard that sentence before, and how many times they were, indeed, not pleased to have me in their offices? I still wonder what gets them to invite me. At least, I know that in this case, it was a recommendation. He leads me into the meeting room, and I keep myself from staring in awe as I look around, admiring the
Theodore “Have you already looked into the newspaper today?” I close my eyes as I lock the water tank of my coffee machine in place. Sighing, I hold my phone to my other ear while my mother continues to lecture me about my laziness. As if I wouldn’t look for a job daily, and collect my regular humiliation between job interviews I fail and discussions with my bank. Fucking hell. I would love to hang up, but I have to endure her mobbing behavior as I need her monthly allowance to not have to sell my motorbike. And the job at my friend's bar only covers my daily portion of a can of ravioli. “Yes, Mom,” I say, but she just continues to speak, now talking about the neighbor’s boy who just started working at a hospital. The assholes always have it better. “Good for him, Mom,” I comment, pushing the button for my only luxury at the moment. “And Fredrik is getting married. In Italy!” she gushes and I take a deep breath, rubbing my eyes. “How lovely,” I groan, but she i
Why can’t I move?! Ah, it must be one of those dreams again. Or what do they call it… Sleep paralysis. I groan, but the sound is only in my mind because, like the rest of my body, my throat isn‘t responding to the impulses coming from my brain. I fail to move again while my eyes are wide open, staring into the blackness of the room. The first subconscious impulse I feel is panic, which climbs along my legs, expanding into my stomach, but slowly, another feeling takes over, my heartbeat accelerating as a strange heat pushes the panic back. My dick hardens under the covers and I cuss myself out as it rubs against the bed sheets as it grows, making me feel like burning up. And I can’t even close my eyes. I just lay there staring into the darkness, concentrating on my breathing to calm down, like my doctor instructed me to, even if I don’t want to get out of it. Not yet. The reason for it finally moves out of the shadows, materializing in front of me. My
Why can’t I move?! Ah, it must be one of those dreams again. Or what do they call it… Sleep paralysis. I groan, but the sound is only in my mind because, like the rest of my body, my throat isn‘t responding to the impulses coming from my brain. I fail to move again while my eyes are wide open, staring into the blackness of the room. The first subconscious impulse I feel is panic, which climbs along my legs, expanding into my stomach, but slowly, another feeling takes over, my heartbeat accelerating as a strange heat pushes the panic back. My dick hardens under the covers and I cuss myself out as it rubs against the bed sheets as it grows, making me feel like burning up. And I can’t even close my eyes. I just lay there staring into the darkness, concentrating on my breathing to calm down, like my doctor instructed me to, even if I don’t want to get out of it. Not yet. The reason for it finally moves out of the shadows, materializing in front of me. My
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