"Buzzzzz............" The vibrator echoed throughout the whole office. My chair reclined, as i simultaneously grind my hips to the movement of the artificial satisfaction in my hands.
"Mmmm...," a slight moan escaped from my lips. Nothing could be better than this moment right now. My body shivered as my orgasm built up. I felt my heart race at a steady pace. This was the long awaited moment. The moment that justifies it all, the moment of ultimate satisfaction which no man could give. I was almost there and i could feel it. Someone barged in. "Holy fuck heather! What do you think you're doing?" Kim jaw dropped as he stared blankly at me. Closing his eyes with the files in his hands, he moved forward. "Imagine someone else came in here and saw you looking like this? What do you think would have happened? A blackmail for sure." He reprimanded me. I sighed as i adjusted myself. This was the one time i was almost so close. "Well, he or she will be welcomed to join me." I smiled seductively, approaching him. "You know you're free to look now right? I was almost so close to climaxing-" " Heather, he sighed. I slowly stood up. "Uhmmmm... would you like to join me?" I sashayed towards him, our noses almost touching. " I'll be so happy to do it again". The air remained heavy as i stared at him, leading to an outburst of laughter. "Darling, Kim cleared his throat. You know I have a boyfriend right?" He winked. "Arrrra....gh," I faked a tantrum. "The good ones are always taken." " Well... Sweetheart, you could always find a good guy. I mean, look at you girl." I placed a long face. "Easy for you to say. You have a guy who loves you. For like what, two years now? I don't think I'm ready for that kind of commitment...yet." "So you wanna remain committed to your dilos then? He stared at me. "You really need a ma- "Shit!" I rushed to my desk, ignoring him. "What's the time? Is it four o'clock yet? He looked at his rollex. "It's 3:30. Got a date?" "Hell yeah!" "Wait, wha? Whose the lucky guy?" I grinned. " Don't tell me it's Brandon. That little piece of shit," he cursed. "That guy is bad news heatty. We should be talking about how we take this deal with the smiths, not go on a date with Mr blonde-small-dick." " Well if you must know bestie, that Mr blonde has like.... the best dick in the world." " You're just being scared heatty. You guys are not even in a relationship." "Yet- "What do you mean yet? He raised a brow. "How would you even know he's the best, if you haven't tried others?" "Like an orgy? i smirked. "You know what I mean!" " I know you mean well Kim, but you know the drill. I can't stand other men at all. You know I don't feel anything when they're inside me. I don't even get horny anymore." "And by other men you mean, Jake from collage? Michaello from the gobo company?" He placed his hands on my desk. "Look babe, those were flings. They're not important. What's important is getting a real man. And I don't think wasting your time with Brandon is gonna help." "Kim we've talked about this. I'm just passing time with him. Besides, he's the only guy that makes me feel a little something." " Like what? " "You might wanna underestimate Brandon but the last time I was with him, I literally felt myself get a little horny. I mean, I actually felt like kissing him this time around. That's a good sign right? I arranged my desk. "Maybe if we can push this through I could finally, you know... Feel things..." " Look heatty, I care about you a lot. I may not tell you often but, I do. You're all I have. I just don't want someone playing games with you. But if Mr blonde makes you feel somethings then, I guess it's worth it." "It's about time you supported me." I whined. " I'm 25 for crying out loud. We don't have to keep bickering every time." "Whatever... Just call me when you get home. We have a lot to discuss later. I got a call from the sterlings firm and they're rather invested in our ideas. So you might have a date with Luca sterling on Tuesday. Pull this off, and it's a million dollars deal. "Okay.." I grunted. I may be the CEO, but Kim was more of the boss. "Also, don't drink too much. And do NOT try to have sex with him. We all know what happens when you try have sex, you get emotional and you break down. we don't want that." "I promise not to get moody alright. We're bagging this deal Kim, I promise." " Okay, I trust you. I dragged my heels on the boring tiles, as I headed for the elevator. Bringing out my small purse, I reached for my phone. "Damn it! It's was already 3:55pm." This was all new and I didn't really want to be late on my first kinda-official date with Brandon. Especially since he was the one who imposed it, maybe it could be the beginning of something serious right? I couldn't stop thinking about the numerous things that could happen when we get together. Maybe this time it would be different and hot like the movies, maybe this time I might actually get to f*e- "God! It's her again. What do you think is Miss Martins problem?" I overheard my staff tell another. "I heard she's been here for a couple of years now but, I but I don't think she knows anything about being in the office. Just look at her, she acts like she's in a fashion show or something..." Another guy interjected. "You better stop talking about our boss that way..." "Or else what? She's a spoilt brat and everybody knows." The lady continued. "I don't think I'll want to have such a daughter. Imagine someone taking all your efforts as a literal joke?" "Don't say I didn't warn you." The man spoke up again. "Just stop talking already. Miss Martins tries her best. You're just blabbing cause you think it's easy. In fact, nothing is easy." "I know you'll defend her Harold." The lady snapped. "Let's see if you'll keep defending her after we loose this sterling deal. I can't wait to see the look on your face when I'll say I told you so." I coughed. These two people had been so distracted that they didn't notice me standing behind them in the elevator. Their faces froze, especially the lady who kept rambling like a mechanical toy. She had a fearful look on her face. Sensing she'd been caught, she trembled. " I'm.... I'm sorry boss. I didn't mean to..." "What did you say about me?" I turned to the lady. My tone cool but hot. Unlike other mean women, I surprisingly kept a cool face. "Oh really.....I don't think you can imagine having a daughter like me," I continued, reminding her. "Please pack your things and leave this premises, you're fired." The woman dropped to her knees. "Please I'm sorry.... Please, I didn't mean to..." She stared at the man who was supposedly Harold, who gave her a pitiful look. The elevator door opened and everyone watched. Neither him or anybody else dared to utter a sound, as only her muffles were heard. "Pack your filthy things and get out of my building. Or do you want me to call the security to escort you out?" " Please... Please... She begged. "I don't have anywhere else to go to.""What's going on here?" Joshua, my father's personal assistant asked. He had been specifically appointed by my dad to look after my progress in the business. I always just thought he'd eventually get tired and go away, but he always made it through. He wore thick round glasses that hid the wrinkles on his aging face. Unlike my father, I preferred and could stand him. "Heather, my office... Now!" I resisted for some minutes before finally giving in. "You better be gone before I get back." I warned her, before following the man to his office. The whole ground remained silent as she left. The lady knowing all was over, got up and went to her desk. Nobody even dared to look at her direction as she left to pack her belongings before the security men showed up. "Heather, what was the meaning of that fuss outside?" Joshua reprimanded me. "This wasn't the deal with your dad. How do you expect to make him proud if you keep acting like this?" I shot him a dirty look. "Don't involv
"Ma'am, it's already 9:30," the waiter told me as he approached my table. I Checked my phone, It was really 9:30pm. I had been waiting for a long time that I had lost track of time. My day couldn't get any worse. "We'll have to take your table." I brought out a wad of cash. "Here take this", i handed it to him. "It's three hundred dollars, I just need a little more time." " You've been saying that for hours now ma'am." He pointed at the couple sitting at the corner. "It's their anniversary today and they've reserved this table. You know how this restaurant work... We're strict on reservation." " I just need like twenty minutes more," he said he'll be here... "He proposed it." "Fine. You got only ten more minutes, that's it." He spoke swiftly grabbing the cash from my hands. I watched the waiter as he approached the couple. The both of them looking rather annoyed as he spoke. I wonder what he must have told them cause the next thing, I caught the lady eye me pitifully. "
There was nothing more irritating than this lady asking me to drive her home. I could have been doing other things, other really important useful things. I have never seen someone like this in my entire life who thought so highly of her self. She spoke with so much audacity that I couldn't refuse her. You there, do you drive? Her voice still echoed in my mind. She didn't even mind that I could be a serial killer, or something even worse. Or perhaps maybe it's because I dressed too causal. It's a weekend, everyone dresses casual but not this girl. She was hot. I stared at her as she rested helplessly at the reclined seat beside me. It was obvious she was drunk but still managed to gain control. It was pathetic. Pathetically hot. She was dressed in a sexy blue flay gown that complimented her blonde messy hair. I stared at her almost protruding breast that made way from her dress, it was beautiful. I hated it.. I hated it but eyefucked her anyways. It was a weekend but she w
It was seriously no fun getting a passed out woman out of the car. I had to be extra careful not to hurt her, or at least do anything.Lifting her in my arms, I headed to the front porch. I needed to drop her off without anyone seeing us, or at least me....with her! God damn she's heavy. It wasn't even like her weight was the problem, but the fact that my erection was bursting from my pants, raging to let loose. I glanced at the girl sleeping on my arms, wondering if I had been too hard earlier. It wasn't even like anything serious happened but in my opinion, she was the one who asked for it. I stopped at her front porch. Keeping her gently on the floor, I needed to leave. I stared at the woman lying helplessly on the floor, she didn't look to good compared to earlier. I heard her groan a little, it seemed she wanted to throw up. Serves her right for trying to bite my lips.. I walked away without even glancing back. I didn't need this distraction in my entire life. Not fro
"Jamie boy is really the goat," Marco teased, hitting me right on my back. "I can't believe you really got blowed by Georgio's daughter on the first day of meeting her. "You jerk," I hissed. "I don't even remember telling you what happened between us". "Molto divertente," he sat down. "Have you forgotten the walls have ears?" "And by ears, you mean checking my mails?" Enzo chipped in, the lights blazing from behind the laptop screen. "For a multimillionaire you're pretty dumb. You left your fingerprint all over my screen." "Can you literally give me a break Enzo? Besides, we're like twin for life." he smiled sheepishly. "Your mails are my mails." "Hmmmmmmmmmm, Enzo smirked. "Twin my foot." "I must say I commend you as my twin. How did you even know she was gonna even be there? Or have you and James have been stalking her all these while.... Woah, I'm not surprised" I could only just smile at him. Enzo was the brains behind finding her. He had told m
I didn't feel anything for my dad, nothing at all. I dropped my glass on the bar counter. He deserved everything he was getting. He had abandoned us, all of us. He had caused my mother's death and I couldn't just forgive him for it. He made me become like this, there was no turning back. I felt the alcohol burn as it slid through my throat. Everything was a big mess. I still couldn't find that guy, and Georgio might probably die... someday. I recalled the good old days when mama was still alive and sound. We were a happy family once, but suddenly it had to changed. Georgio had caused this life for himself and now he's bedridden, they all expect I care for him. Forget all that had happened, and move on. With my own hard earned wealth.... It was never going to happen. Ding* My phone chimed again. I supposed it was still Kim pestering me. still trying to get me to change my mind, especially after the way I reacted earlier before storming out. I had hurt
The three of us sat around a small table at the bar. I leaned back in my chair, swirling my drink causally, a smug smile creeping into my face. I grinned. "You won't believe I ran into her again. She was sitting alone on the barstool, no idea I was watching her. I played it cool and tipped Frank, pretending I was the bartender." I chuckled taking a sip. "She bought it completely, even insisted she was gonna report me to the manager." Enzo laughed. "You mean to tell me you literally got Frank to leave for you? That fucker doesn't even listen to anyone. especially me, his boss. I know it had to take a lot of convincing to do that." " Nah... It was all the right timing. There's nothing a few dollars can't solve." "So how did it go? Did you pour the most expensive drink on her dress in your attempt to make a cocktail?" He teased. I smirked. "I told her that she literally came to harass me at my workplace. She actually looked like she was stressed up.