The Office Affair

Chapter 14: Playing a Dangerous Game

Stijn is just staring at me like a fool with his hands on my waist and me on top of him. I was the first to talk.

"So you think we will do this again, huh? This is the only time I am free for the taking and you decided to do it like this? C'mon Stijn." I sounded desperate because I was. 

"It is called giving you a taste of what is to come. This Saturday, I will pick you up after your class and we will spend the whole night fucking. It is what we deserve." And then he winks at me.

He had the gall to wink at me after not giving me the proper fucking that I want.

"Oh I am not a charity that keeps on giving. I meant it when I said that this is your only chance."

"Oh please, you want this just as much as I do." And then he holds his dick as if I am begging for it. Which, I actually want a taste of but I ain't going to say that to him. No way.

"Don't kid yourself."

"Are you telling me you are not craving to suck my dick after all this time? That your ass isn't in need of a good fucking? I can read your body Colton. Remember, we were wild back then and I'm sure you still got that in you. Anyways, it's past nine already and you need to sleep. You can sleep here if you want or I can drive you to your apartment."

"I'd rather go home, thanks. And I haven't decided anything yet so don't be confident that this is gonna be a regular thing for us."

"Oh it will babe. Trust me. And you can't escape me because I know your apartment and I can fuck you there if you want."

Ughhh. One thing that has not changed about Stijn is his determination to get what he wants. I lost this round again and I just have to do what he wants. Or do I want it to? I asked myself.

True to his words, he drove me back to my apartment and he was silent during the ride back home. He has not really said anything to annoy me and I appreciate that. I guess he was tired too and he still decided to drive me home even if I can easily get a cab. Okay, I can admit that he is being such a nice guy right now.

"Goodnight babe. See you tomorrow."

I closed the door and waved him goodbye. He called me babe for the second time. I ignored it the first time because it might have been a slip of the tongue but hearing it for the second time sounds deliberate. I don't know what angle he is playing but I am onto him. 

He used to call me that when in the past and I liked it. I don't know how to feel about it now because everything has changed and we aren't the same people we used to be. I don't intend to enter a relationship with him or anyone so I have to be clear on that. Maybe I will tell him about it when we see each other during the weekend.

I slipped into my pajamas recalling the events that transpired in his expensive suite. I had an intense orgasm doing it with him and I am left wanting more. I am entering a dangerous zone because I can't revert back to the old days.

The stakes are higher now and we are talking about my career. I don't want to jeopardize it just because my body is craving for some great, mind blowing, earth-shattering sex. Calm down with those descriptions, Colton. Jeez. How can you stop yourself from self-destruction when you think about sex like that?

Every time I lay down in my bed, I always have this conflicting thoughts and I don't know what to do about them. 

But then again, who doesn't want great sex? I don't think that I am perverted for wanting it but thinking about it all the time is another thing. The only problem for now is that it distracts me from doing what I have to do. I went into sleep without really knowing how to deal with him.