running from my masters

shes everywhere

I'm at work, typing away on my computer even though I can't think of anything besides them. I can't think of anything besides their eyes on me, they bodies on mine, their lips on mine.

It's clouding my brain and I just want to smash my head against my desk. "Jolene!" I call out from my office and Jolene comes walking in.

See, Jolene isn't the brightest, and definitely wasn't the best fit for the job, but my eyes were hypnotised by her the second they saw her. Her skirt hugs her curves and her blouse stops just shy of her cleavage, and man does she have a lot of it.

"Could you order me some lunch?" I ask, the tapping of my keyboard filling the silence. When she doesn't respond I stop typing and look up at her, only to find her staring at me. Like I said, she's not the brightest.

I smirk, pushing myself up from my chair. "Or shall I eat you instead?" I playfully suggests, smirking when she turns bright red and gulps. "O-on it boss!" She says sheepishly and exits my office.

I sink down into my chair with a sigh and shut my laptop. I look out the window and onto the busy street, watching all the cars pass me by.

I feel someone staring at me, and the feeling is eerie. I stand up out of my chair and walk over to the window, and I see her, standing directly across from my building. I'm on the 4th floor, but she's staring directly at me.

Her long black sweeping hair is flying about in the wind, and a smirk in plastered on her face. I've had enough. I'm tired of hiding, I'm tired of running, I'm tired of moving.

I turn to grab my coat off of my chair, intending on going right out there but when I turn back, she's gone.

A buzz rings in my office. I press the button on my desk connecting to the speaker outside of my office and sigh. "Yes?" I say moodily, sitting back down in my chair.

"I've got your lunch, boss!" Jolene says through the speaker. I roll my eyes. "Come in." I say dismissively and the door unlocks as I press the button.

She comes in, a drink under her arm and my food in her hands. "Thank you." I say quietly, all though I'm not quite feeling hungry anymore. Not hungry for that, anyway.

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"Ugh! Oh- that feels so good! Baby don't stop!" Irene cries out as I circle her clit with my thumb and eat her, just now she taught me to. "Such a quick learner.." She hums, clenching her legs around my head and grinding upwards on my face.

"I'm gonna- baby you're gonna make me cum!" She releases on my tongue, and I fuck her through her orgasm.

She gently pats my head as she lays back on the pillows and tries catching her breathe. "You okay?" I ask, crawling up her body and laying on top of her. She laughs.

"Are you okay?" I smile into her chest. She tilts my head up with her finger. "No I'm serious, you come home and just want to eat me out...is there a reason?"

I smile softly and she cups my cheek. "She was at my work today, so I felt tense the entire day." Irene sighs, running her hands through my hair. "What do you want to do my love?"

I feel like I can't answer that question anymore, or I just don't want to because I know the answer. I know what I should do.

It's been years, and it still feels like everywhere I turn Morticia is there. I've never actually seen Larissa since I left the academy, but I've felt her presence, and received her letters and gifts.

I yawn, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck as I drift off to sleep. "I'll have to give them what they want, I suppose." Irene smiles sadly, knowing this is the only option. "Not without giving them hell, of course." I add, Irene's laughter filling my ears.

"That's my girl."

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