I started to move my hands down, and as his tongue was practically down my throat, I started to gingerly stroke him through his pants. He soon moved away, pushing his lips against my neck, teasing the area there and soon, moving down towards my dress, quickly pushing it off my body and taking my nipples against his hand, sucking on that. Fuck, I just wanted more. I moaned, and soon he pulled my dress completely up as I continued to stroke him. But then, he pushed me down on the couch, spreading me as his tongue started to eat my pussy like it was his last meal.
His tongue was godlike. Every single motion, every single touch, I felt as if I was in some sort of dream land. But this was real. His motions were real. He was so urgent with his motions, pressing his tongue to my clit and sucking on it with a need. He then pushed his tongue all the way inside of me, fucking me relentlessly with his tongue.
I was desperate. This was better than my fingers. This was exactly what my body wanted, and soon, I was clinging to him.
I was so close, and soon, he pushed his tongue up, hitting that spot of mine, the one that was almost impossible for the average fuckboy to find. But as he completely ravaged me, I gripped his hair, holding onto it for dear life as I soon felt my legs start to shake, my toes curl, and nirvana hit me.
I fucking came by someone else for the first time in forever, and goddamn, it was good. As I held onto him, I let out a few sounds, trying my hardest to keep quiet about this, but he heard the intoxicating, gentle, and little mewls that were coming out of my mouth. When the high finally hit me, I felt the need for him grow.
I wanted to suck this man off, to possibly ride him and feel that familiar feeling that I’ve been lacking for oh-so long, but then, I noticed my friends calling me. My phone was on silent, but I could see the number flashing.
He slipped back, closing his eyes, and soon, I started to leave. He seemed obviously anticipating this, and frankly, I wanted this, too. I wanted to return the favor, to have this man wreck my pussy, and it seemed like he had other plans as well, but then, I started to slip out.
The man soon opened his eyes, obviously looking for me. Out of the corner of the hallway, I could see him there. He got up, looking around, and then, I heard the voice.
“What the fuck!” he cried out.
I could see the anger there. I left him hanging. I soon hurried back, wondering if I should just go back and see him. It was what I wanted, what we both wanted, and dammit, I needed that dick. He was fucking huge, and I could feel from the erection in his pants alone on the dance floor that this would’ve been fucking perfect. But instead, I bailed, soon running off and meeting up with my girlfriends who were over outside. They asked if I did it, and I sadly said yes. They congratulated me, saying that they were happy I wasn’t a wuss, but frankly, I felt terrible.
I wanted to go back, to see him again, and to apologize to this man, but by now, I realized it was too late.
Chapter 2
It had been two weeks since that night that I bailed. I couldn’t stop thinking about that man. I, Natasha Adams, really wished I hadn’t left when I did. But it’s what my friends wanted me to do. I felt like it was a mistake, but little did I know that everything was about to change for me.
I managed to get hired on with an insurance company. The pay rate is super high, and the place isn’t super busy, so I won’t have to be running around, catering to everyone’s goddamn desire. It seemed like the perfect place.
Plus, my boss is a man. Usually, men are a lot easier to deal with. They’re cool, and typically, I’m good at buttering men up. My last boss was this grumpy 45-year-old spinster who was always mad for no reason. I think she’s just mad because she can’t find a guy who will deal with her bullshit. Oh well, not my fucking problem anymore.
I hurried in to my first day at work, ravenously chowing down on a bagel and slurping some Starbucks before rushing inside. The hiring manager was there when I rushed in, and I immediately smiled, pushing my glasses up.
“Hey there,” I said.
“Hello. You ready to see your boss?” She asked me.
“Of course. I’m ready to see who I’ll be working for,” I told her.
She brought me over to the office, knocking and saying it’s Alisha with the new girl Natasha. The door quickly opens, and soon, the most familiar face was looking straight at me.
Holy fuck. It’s the man from the club two weeks ago. The two of us looked at one another, both of us trying to pretend that we didn’t know one another. However, Alisha started to peak, and I tried desperately to listen to her.
“So, Natasha, this is Michael Anderson. He’s the chairman and CEO of Lifeware, and he’s your new boss,” she told me.
“Hello there,” I said.
“Nice to meet you,” he said to me with a smile. However, he was trying his best to not act as if he knew me anywhere else.
“Now Natasha, you’ll be his secretary, and your office will be right next to his. You two can get started. I’ll go back to filing papers,” Alisha said.
She scurried out of there, and soon, both of us were looking at one another. For a moment, neither of us speak, until finally, I spoke.
“This is really awkward,” I said.
“It doesn’t have to be. Come on, let’s get the introductory stuff out of the way,” he said.
Man, his voice was so soft and smooth that it was turning me on just hearing this. I’ve never been so attracted to a man’s voice. He started to act as if he didn’t remember me either. He just thought I was being awkward because it’s my first day. As if. In a sense, I felt a bit sad that he didn’t really come onto me yet, or even bother to talk to me about what the hell happened at the club two weeks ago.
However, as he was showing me where everything was, telling me that normally he didn’t really like guests besides her, and how to file paperwork, I couldn’t help but think about this man, and how attractive he looked. In truth, he looked hotter than he did at the club. He was dressed in a perfect suit that screamed it cost more than the rent for my apartment, and his hair was impeccably fixed. It was a different tune than the white dress shirt and khakis that he wore at the club.
“All right, your first assignment is to have all of these documents filed, and I need you to type up this financial report. I need this done by seven tonight, so you should have it before you leave. I take it that you can get this done, right?” he said, giving me a teasing smile.
“Yes sir. I can,” I told him. This was my first job. I hope I don’t fuck it up.
I worked at it, and soon, evening came. I timidly walked over to the office, knocking on it. With a bland “Come in” I sauntered in, looking at him. Michael was busy with something, but when he looked up at me, he took the report.
“All right, let me have a look at this,” he sternly said.
He looked it over, but within the first minute, he slammed the papers down, scowling.
“Come on, is this really the best that you can do? There are too many errors here!” he said, his voice laced with anger. However, he didn’t shout at me, which in a sense made him seem even angrier than he was. The fact that he didn’t lash out at me, but instead gave me that damming look, made me shiver.
He got up, immediately walking behind me. I was right in front of his desk, and I started to look at him for a second.
“I need you to double check what you’ve written right now. Do it,” he ordered.
I did as I was told, immediately grabbing the paper and pushing it up, but as soon as I did, I felt his hand immediately move up to my ass, his face right near my neck. He took a deep breath, smelling me. I did mentally thank myself for putting on some nice perfume earlier.
“You fucking tease. You don’t know this, but my cock has been craving your wet, tight pussy since I saw you at the club. I’ve had to hold the fuck back all day because of you, and frankly, its driving me…insane,” he whispered straight into my ear.
The words immediately set me on fire. I blushed, and I felt as if I should tell him, explain why I did what the fuck I did.
“I’m sorry for running away that day. I just got dared by my friends to do it. I felt really bad for leaving you when I did,” I said timidly. I really hoped he wasn’t totally pissed at me.
However, it was obvious from how close he got to me that he wasn’t mad. He didn’t lay off the touches, but instead, got to my ear again to speak.
“It’s all right. I like hearing what you just said,” he breathed straight into my ear. He then moved to my earlobe, sucking and licking on it for a moment. I shivered, feeling the heat rise from my body, the tension immediately build between us. Most of the people here were already gone for the day, and those that were here didn’t have any business with Machel. So, it was just the two of us. He moved his lips down my neck, planting small, succulent kisses there for a moment before pushing me forward. I hit the desk with a thud, my face hitting the cold wood. It felt like a complete contrast from the hotness of my body, but I didn’t really have much of a chance to think before his fingers were moving to my skirt. He slowly, painfully, pushed my skirt up, slowly exposing more and more of my thigh. He then moved it all the way up, showing off my full, plump ass cheeks that were separated by a little black thong. He touched the area there, causing her to moan slightly.