FATAL SEDUCTION: The Boy In A Cheap Suit | 18+

The boy in the cheap suit

Pedro's POV

There he was trying to gather the papers scattered on the floor while I remained standing, staring.

On a normal day, I would have yelled at him for being clumsy and maybe sacked him at the spot, even before he even got the chance to know where his table was but there was nothing normal about the day and I knew that right from the moment I stepped my foot into that elevator.

He was able to pick up the flying papers and stick them into the file in the most disarranged manner I have ever seen and instead of seeing that as a fault, it was....cute.

Cute? Where the fuck did that word come from?

"I'm so sorry" he said, red in the face. He looked down at his hands avoiding my eyes.

And for the first time in a long time, I didn't know what to say. I sat down in my seat which groaned from my weight and started opening random files on my desk. I wasn't seeing a thing though.

And I knew I had to say something before he would turn around and bolt out of the office.

He looked like he would do it.

"Your name is Marco?...." I said in a voice that was strange to me.

What kind of intro was that?, I mentally screamed at myself.

"Yes..." Marco replied in a voice that screamed sin in my ears.

I shifted in my seat and spread my legs to accommodate my growing bulge.

And again I didn't know what else to say.

When did talking become so hard?

"Can I see your file?" I asked after searching my mind for the next thing to say.

Ask him to remove that suit and spread his ass for you!!!!!

He walked towards the table still avoiding my eyes and I took that opportunity to look at him properly. With the height of atleast 5'9, thin and light skinned, almost white. His hair was brown and neatly combed to the back, his green eyes anywhere but my face. His suit was of poor taste and I found myself wondering if he chose to buy a cheap one or couldn't afford a better one.

When he handed the file to me, I had to peel my eyes away from him and look into it. I found his data; 23years, has a degree in graphics design, lives with his mother at the other side of town, never worked a real job after college. And again I became curious. There was nothing much about him and I couldn't even make sense of the information provided either.

Who gave this guy a job?

"Why didn't you work after college?" I asked

"I...had to help my mom after dad died.... family business" he said glancing up for a second and looking away again.

I noticed the sadness in his eyes as he said it and I wanted to hold him.

"What kind of family business?"

I found myself wanting to know more about this boy in a cheap suit.

"Food truck"

He looked up this time and held my gaze and for the first time since he walked into my office, he seemed confident. Like he was challenging me to say something bad about his family business and again my pants got tighter as his green orbs scanned my face. I cleared my throat causing him to remember how shy he was and he looked down again, red as a tomato. And I could breathe again.

"Okay Marco. I will show you to your desk" I said standing.

I had to cover the front of my trouser with the file on my hand.

"After you" I said waving towards the door.

He turned and started walking to the door giving me a view of his slender ass in the tight trouser. The way they swayed as he walked, good Lord.

I almost groaned out loud.

We got to the cubicle that was to be his sooner than I would have wanted.

"And this is it"

I watched him look over the place like I had just given him the keys to a mansion. He smiled and I felt my heart drop to my feet. I fell hard. I found a smile tugging on my lips too but I fought it.

"Do you like it?" I heard myself asking and I was sure that I had gone mad.

"Yes" he replied flashing me that intoxicating smile again and for a second I thought he would hug me.

What would I do if he did?

With the eyes of over a dozen employees on us, I couldn't think of what my reaction would be if he did.

Sadly, he didn't.

Thankfully you fool, thankfully.

"This will be your work station. Shanice will send you an email about all the things you need to know and things you need to do.... Ummmm....get to work then" I said and with my hands in my pocket, walked back to my office.

From my office I could see everything happening within the floor. Even without the cameras installed in every computer in Hydela Industries which I had access to. It was used to keep everyone in check so no one sleeps on the job.

I sat down on my seat, hands on lap.

Don't do it!!!

Just a little peak, I promise I won't be long. Besides I just want to see if he is settling in. No big deal

Don't do it. If you start there's no going back.

Just one peak, I promise

I switched on my computer, logged into the computer cameras and before long I could see him. There were three other employees around him, probably welcoming him on board. He was smiling and then said something and then one of them replied and then they all started laughing. He was laughing and somehow I felt good. I even smiled. And then I suddenly felt jealous that someone else was making him laugh.

Jesus! Pedro get it together, you horny piece of shit.

They soon went back to their cubicles leaving him alone again. I saw the blissful look on his face change to worry and then I almost fainted when he started crying. No one but me knew he was crying. I was surprised at first and then worried because I didn't understand why he suddenly became sad.

Maybe he didn't like the office. Or maybe they had said something to him before leaving.

I became red with anger and it took all I had in me to not rush out of the door and hit their faces on the wall till they bled.

I watched him cry for a few more minutes, the feeling of helplessness washing all over me like a blanket. Then he wiped his eyes and then began typing on the computer. That was my cue to get back to own work too but I found out that I couldn't. I just kept watching till it was lunch break and his three new friend came to whisk him away.

I was beyond infuriated

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