The Boss’s Proposal(27)

Frustrated by her friend’s persistence, Aisha shut her eyes and tried to remain calm.

“Ok, I like him. But he’s just too macho and way too spoiled for my taste. Happy now?”

Ava gave Aisha a toothy smile. It was as if she had found the answer to a riddle.

“Yeah…”

A few seconds later, Jimmy walked in the bar, with a brown envelope in his left hand, along with some groceries. As usual, he had a white apron on, shielding his green uniform from food splatters and stains.

“This came in the mail today for you, Aisha.” He murmured, just before he left the two women and went to the kitchen, on the right hand side of the counter.

The young barmaid got curious. She ripped open the sizeable envelope and found a two-page document inside. It was a job offering. To her surprise, it was from Sam’s company: Rocktech. She was being offered the job of Public Relations specialist and the pay was quite good, much better than Jimmy could possibly offer her seventy five thousand dollars per year, plus bonuses. If that proposal had come from anywhere else, Aisha would have been ecstatic. However, she knew this was probably one of Sam’s tricks, just to get her into bed with him. Aisha tossed the paper in disgust.

“It’s unbelievable…” She mumbled. Ava jumped from her seat and picked up the documents from the floor, five feet to her right. Her eyes glowed for a second. Then, she faced her friend again.

“This is your chance, Aisha. Don’t blow it.”

With a brittle smile on her face, Aisha rejected Ava’s claim.

“Nah, I’m not gonna blow it. I’m just gonna go there and give that prick a piece of my mind. This is gonna end, once and for all…”

“What do you mean?”

“Tomorrow’s my night off. I’m paying Mr. Reigns a visit he’ll never forget…”

At about 8:30pm the following night, Aisha was outside Sam’s large beach house.

“I wish I can catch him by surprise. I don’t wanna introduce to myself to his staff. I’ll probably never see those people again. Why bother?”

On her way to the driveway, she noticed the back door they had used 22 days earlier slightly open. Aisha parked her car right outside, ten feet away from the entrance, happy to catch a break.

She wore a short, denim skirt, a black tank top and a pair of black sneakers; similar to the ones she had forgotten at Sam’s house. In no way was that a job interview. Aisha wanted closure, so, she pushed the door open with the job proposal in her right hand and hastily climbed the stairs. She could hear some low, distant sounds, but she could see nothing.

Aisha reached the landing and took a quick look to the right. All four doors were shut; so was one of the two doors on the left. The only open door at that time was the power door, leading to Sam’s study. Some muffled sounds were coming out of that room. It sounded like a female laughter, along with some sloppy kissing.

The beautiful barmaid made her way towards the study, slowly. She leaned against the wall to the right of the door and took a peek inside. A man was sitting in Sam’s executive chair. Judging by his size, it had to be him. A woman, with her back turned towards the door was sat in his lap. Aisha recognized the dress. It was the same dress Ava had on the previous night. However, this was not the worst thing she witnessed: The dress had been pulled up way too much, exposing her ass completely. Aisha could even see the red thong she had on. More than that, Sam’s hands were all over her ass, caressing it, squeezing it, while Ava was grinding on his crotch. The two of them were kissing passionately, right in front of her.

“What the fuck?!?!?” Aisha yelled at both of them and threw the two-page document in Sam’s study. For the second time, she was about to storm out his house. Yet, there was something she could not have known.

Three seconds after she witnessed the whole event, on her way to the stair, she heard a loud thump on the floor, followed by a cry of pain. The voice belonged to Ava. Then, she heard someone approaching her from behind, very fast. It was Sam. He was barefoot, wearing nothing more than a pair of black shorts.

“Whoa! Whoa! It’s not what you think, wait!”

For the first time, Aisha had the chance to admire his wonderfully sculpted body. Huge shoulders, broad, almost hairless chest, cut, toned abs and bulging biceps. But, she was outraged. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. Yet, she would not speak to him. She stood fifteen feet away from the landing, less than a foot to the left of the wall and waited long enough for him to close the distance. When Sam was two feet away from her, she made her move. She had had enough. Aisha raised her fist at shoulder height and punched him with all her might in his jaw. Taken completely by surprise, Sam almost lost his balance.