she's my Boss

3. Lonely Mrs M

JASMINE'S P.O.V

Relaxing into my warm bath water, i sighed in relief. Another good day. My bathroom was lit up with scented candles, they gave me peace.
With Nicholas always away on business i was very lonely, i threw myself into work and after work it was yoga and self care with wine.

Ofcourse when Nicholas was home it wasn't any different. I knew he had a wife in almost every country he went for business. He didn't know that i knew, i didnt see any point confronting him. I had no idea what to do with that information, so i started this project, i might as well put his money to some good use.

When you first fall inlove, you see your lover as a saint that can do no wrong, so you marry him then slowly, slowly you discover that he's actually an  asshole. Without realizing, while trying to tolerate him, you yourself become the asshole, always asking him where you were, who you were with, why are you hiding things from me. When i realized i had become toxic i discovered   that he had other wives in other countries. I wasnt crazy afterall. He was just a lying cheating scumbag. Now we're just two assholes trying to survive each other.
If i divorce him i get nothing, he will use his power and influence to make sure im on the streets. So i decided to just stay and atleast get something out of the efforts i put into him and this relationship. I know i had been an amazing wife,catering to his every  need. Now, i couldn't care less. I was full of it. He seemed to like it that way as well. If there's anything Nicholas loved more than himself,.it was his freedom.

The more i threw myself into work and projects the lonelier i got. I longed for love, for intimacy, i wanted to be desired. I wanted to be held like nothing else in the world mattered.
I was a woman afterall, i had needs. Sipping on the  last of my red wine i got out of my bath and into my room, i dried myself as the water dripped on to the marble foor. My room was obviously huge. In the middle of it all was a big round bed with grey satin sheets, to the right was the sliding door leading to the big balcony, infront of the bed, on the wall was a huge 15inch tv, beside that was my walk in closet, one side had all my clothes and shoes, the other had Nichola's suits, shoes, watches and ties. On the left of the  bed was a small bedside table, further left was a white sofa set with its own little coffee table.

I had the huge room all to myself. Nicholas hadn't come home in 2 months. I slipped into my sexy lace black night gown that barely covered my but. I loved sexy lingerie, it made me feel powerful and in control. I applied my moisturizing cream on my face, neck and legs. Touching myself felt so good. It had been way to long since i had felt real passion.

*

A cold touch near my thighs woke me up. The room was so dark i could barely see, i wasnt alone though. I felt soft kisses on my inner thighs, i couldn't see who the dark figure was. I realized i was completely naked. I tried to resist  but my body went numb. I couldnt move at all. His lips were so soft, he kept kissing until he reached my clitoris, he starting brushing his lips against it. I stopped fighting him. I just wanted him to continue. His hand snaked up to my breast he gently gave it a squeeze, then more tightly. He began to suck on my clitoris, hard, as if he would suck out my soul. A soft moan escaped my lips. i felt so much pleasure i felt like i could combust. His lips then moved up to my torso leaving a trail of kisses until he reached my neck, he sucked on my neck and his fingers entered me. A loud moan left my mouth. He then slowly put took my tit into his mouth and he thrusted his big manhood into me.

I woke up with a startle. Fuck! What a dream. Dream me was having alot more fun than i obviously was. My eyes adjusted to the light. The sun was already up. It was morning. I checked my iphone, the time read 8:00am.
That dream had left me so sweaty. I took a quick cold shower and got dressed for work. I put on a black sexy panties, a nice black blazer dress with knee length boots and no bra.
The sexier i looked the more confident i felt!

*
Rough sketches of the orphanage lay around the floor of my office, with Liam sitting crossed legged in the middle of it all. His brown hair was now messy, his grey tie was lose around shirt. He had a small coffee stain near the collar of his light blue shirt which he had spilt an hour ago.

The floor was empty, everyone had gone home, i looked at the time on my gold iphone, it read 9:38pm. We had been working for hours. Rejecting each others sketches. We didnt want the building to look depressing or boring. We wanted to design a fun place for the kids.

"I think the library should a building of its own," Liam suggested. "Instead of making it one large building, lets make it few small ones.

I sighed, the back of my neck had started to hurt. "We can take a break. I can order some food, what would you like to have?" I asked Liam. I was so grateful that he was working so tirelessly as if this was his project. It was sweet of him to agree. I chose him instead of all the other architects of the company because his ideas were new and fresh, and i had no interest working with older staff of the company i would gotten bored. I hadn't expected Liam to be this invested though.

"I've had enough of this office for the night," he chuckled, running his hands through his messy brown hair.
"Oh," a wave of disappointment hit me, i was dreading going home to that big empty old room.

"There's a nice pizza place a few blocks from here, the pizza there is amazing and a nice walk would help us relax a bit," Liam suggested sweetly.

"That sounds perfect," i said genuinely.

We walked side by side, quietly, enjoying the silence and peacefulness of the night. The full moon was bright above our head, so beautiful.

"I appreciate you staying back so late Liam," i said softly.

Liam shrugged, "its the least i could do. I honestly have thought about giving back to the community but ive been to absorbed in my own life, you know, this gives me an excuse to actually do something that helps someone other than myself."

Liam led me into a small italian restaurant, there were literally only 10 small tables. The whole interior was red. Liam pulled a chair for me near the glass window table. I sat down and watched the cars pass by while he ordered for us.

"So is this where you bring your dates to wooh them?" I asked Liam. I heard some rumors about his reputation at work. He was a ladies man. If the rumors had reached the boss it was obviously true.

Liam smiled, "No not really, girls prefer fancier places and they wana feel special." He responded with a sly smile on his face.

"So how do you impress them exactly?"

"With honesty," he shrugged bluntly.
I raised an eyebrow, i was more confused than ever.
"Every move has been tried on already, or a girl's seen it in the movie. Every move is now cliche, honesty always remains original." He continued. "Suppose you're the one i had to impress," he held his out "may i?"
I wanted to see this move of his so i put my hands into his.

"Jasmine, as much as ive enjoyed spending time with you, all i can think about now is taking you back to my place and really appreciating your beautiful body. I've been stopping my hands from touching you all night, but its so hard. I dont mean it as disrespect but your so sexy!"
I felt my face hit up a little, ever since i became the CEO no one has ever had the audacity to talk to me that way. It was kind of a turn on. I let go of his hands.
"I can see why that would work," i tell him, sipping on a glass of water.

"Woman arent as complicated as they seem, they only want honesty." He said a matter of factly.