Coffee Mess

Pent-up Feelings

"Where are we going?" I ask

"There's an empty parking lot a few miles away"

"Well, at this time, even in the middle of the road, we'd be alone..."

"I won't murder you, Sandra. I just want us to be somewhere we can talk without distractions. I won't keep you long"

"Please, don't, otherwise I'm sleeping at the backseat"

"I wouldn't mind that"

"I would..." I say and he exhales from his nose, without saying anything

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"Ok, so, you wanted to talk, so talk" he says as we take our seatbelts off when he parks, and I turn my body to him

"Mr. Maddox, I'm-" I start, but he cuts me

"For fuck's sake, Sandra, we had our tongues in each other's throats last night, you can call me Ian" he says indignantly

"Ok, Ian. I'm sorry for the way I talked at the voice message. I was just pissed from something that happened before, and when Fred told me you weren't coming tonight without a valid reason, I snapped..." I apologize, fumbling with my fingers and looking at them

"It's ok, you were right to say that, I indeed didn't come because of our...make-out session. I thought things would be awkward and I didn't want to put you in that position, so I decided to leave it for another time..."

"The best for me would be to just let it go, but I like my job and it's good money. You're a decent boss and I really want to gather some money for college, so I don't want us to be awkward because it might end up with me quitting. I don't even know what to say, I just wanted to clear the air so we can work without problems"

"I appreciate your professionalism and thank you for being so rational. Truth is, I wanted to talk too"

"Can you start then? Because I'm really tired to think..."

"Sure" he says with an understanding grin "I wanted to say that it's the first time I break this kind of boundaries with an employee. Usually, if I feel attracted to a woman in any way, I don't hire them. But I didn't think I'd be attracted to you when I hired you, especially because you're so much younger"

"You're attracted to me?" I ask, shooting my eyes at him

"Isn't it obvious? I don't run around kissing women, Sandra"

"Right it's just...weird"

"Why?"

"Because, look at you! I mean, I'm sure you have women lining up to get even a glance from you"

"So? You're beautiful, intelligent, funny...why do you feel like you have to compare yourself to other women?"

"I don't know, I usually don't. I'm very confident and sure about myself"

"Then why don't you believe I'm attracted to u?"

"I don't know, Ian! U seem like an unreachable dream; Strict, serious, professional. Like you would line up all the women who want you and make them compete with each other so the best can win" I say and he chuckles. Jeez, that sound goes deep into my core, making me wanna moan

"That's only the way I choose my employees, Sandra"

"Apparently..."

"Look, you're a big girl and apparently very mature- and I say that in a non creepy way-, so I'll be honest with you. If you hadn't stopped me last night, I would have probably taken you right there on the spot" he says and I take a sharp breath

"You would?" I breath

"Definitely. I don't know if this feeling had built up over the months, but after our dance, I felt so sexually attracted to you. I wanted to scream when you stopped our kiss, but I knew better than to do that"

"Ian..." I start, but then I realize I don't know what to say

"I'm not expecting anything from you, I just wanted to be clear"

"Ok, thanks for your honesty. Truth be told, I would have probably let you take me, but when I felt your hand on my ass and your crotch... poking me, it became too real and I didn't want to come off as a girl who fucks her boss. I don't want you to think that I would ever do it to move up or to get special treatment from you"

"Trust me, I know u wouldn't"

"Well, ok, but I want to be clear. I understand that you're my boss and it's inappropriate to get involved with you. But now you told me you're attracted to me and that you would have probably fucked me against the wall and I feel confused"

"Confused? Why?"

"Because I can't stop thinking about us fucking..." I admit, looking down again

"Sandra, look at me..." he demands softly, but I shake my head no

"Look at me, please" he insists, putting his index under my chin, and I raise my eyes at him hesitantly

"I don't expect sex from you in exchange for anything, and it's clear you don't either. We're both sexually active adults, who know our place and our intentions. You already have that cop for casual sex, I currently don't have a relationship, so, if we both can't stop thinking about it, why not make it happen? Pent-up feelings aren't nice, Sandra" he says, looking me in the eyes, his voice a low rumble

"I can't argue with that..." I say, starting to breathe heavily. He smiles and rests his back on his seat, looking at me like he's saying "hop on". I immediately accept the invitation and straddle him...