Hired (Forbidden Lovers: Rosie Anders)

3 - Take a Seat

By half past five everyone else has left for the evening which gives me a good half hour to compose myself before heading into Matthews's office to see what I have to do for him this time. It's obvious it's going to be crossing that line of boss and employee but just how much, is the question.

Is he going to make me suck him again, or leave it to a simple quickie hand job and be done for the night? Will he expect more than that; to take me properly? Or will it be a case of him giving me something this time? Whichever way it goes, I'm not sure I'm quite ready for the position I have put myself in.

Especially since he announced my retraction after lunch, as promised. I have no idea what everyone is thinking, besides Kacey and Chloe of course because they would never hide anything from me especially when I am the subject in question along with Matthew. But as for the rest of the team, they may have already worked out I must have done something for him to get him to change his earlier statement. I can imagine that a few people watched me storm into his office mere seconds after he announced I had handed in my resignation. If I was on the witnessing end I'd think something was going on too.

Of course, Chloe and Kacey still wait in agonising anticipation to find out what really happened. They tried to get me to talk again after his announcement this afternoon but I couldn't bring myself to discuss something so sinful in such a public place. People at work may figure by themselves eventually that I am sleeping with the boss; I'm not going to give them a insight into all the sordid details by discussing it in plain sight. They'll just have to wait until I am free from here and can meet them for a drink across the road. God knows I will need one after whatever is about to happen.

I glance at the clock, very aware of the time and lean back in chair when it tells me I still have ten minutes to go. This must the longest ha,f hour in history. I spin around and look at his office, the light still on; blinds drawn as always. With good reason to be honest. You never know what he could be doing in there and with whom.

I suddenly get a mental image of Millie walking out of that office, after having satisfied him once more just before I am due to go in. It'd be typical of him to have her on a contract that requires her to keep up her special services in order to keep the promotion. He really is the lowest of the low when it comes to women if you think about, so I try not to. Not now I am one of those women who will be expected to come running the second he requires my attention. Let's just hope from now, he only requires my attention. The second he is getting attention from someone else, I am demanding that promotion, if I don't have it already, and whatever we had is over. Our deal is for this to help get me the promotion; not for me to continue to keep it. I may have to seriously consider drawing up my own contract for this.p little arrangement just to make sure he stays within the rules. But then, it's his game so I guess he'll just add a clause that allows him to make up more rules when he sees fit. Maybe the contact is waste of time then.

I glance at the clock again and realise it's one minute to six and stand abruptly, pushing my chair in. I give my desk the once over checking everything is order more to stall for few more seconds before heading to his office. I stand outside the door and smooth my outfit down even though it's likely I won't be wearing it for much longer. I take a deep breath in and raise my fist to knock, but the door opens before me to reveal Matthew, looking as sharp as ever on his complete suit.

"Right on time." He moves from the door and sweeps his arm out to welcome me in.

I step over the threshold and stand by his desk facing him as he shuts the door. He slowly turns to face me and smiles before returning to his desk and sitting down.

He gestures to the chairs in front of me. "Take a seat."

I furrow my brow but do as instructed and cross my left leg over my right. I never can sit with both feet on the floor, it's so uncomfortable. I honestly don't know how people do it. "Uh, what is going on?"