Wilson
I was floating, why was I floating why were these voices sounding distantly echoing?
"Is there something wrong Wilson?" I heard the witch speak, gritting my teeth I shook my head. I was merely tolerating all this for my family, so I could have enough to start my own business and leave this misery of a job, especially with her being my boss.
"You barely touched a drink, Wilson, what are you so afraid of?" She chuckled and pushed a glass forward. "Here, it's the newest wine from my brother's brand and only a few significant people got to taste it."
I took the glass from her and gulped. it down in one go, I needed to leave I needed to prepare dinner for my wife and daughter, I was worried sick for them. Because of this evil bitch they had to go alone and it was killing me.
"You want another?" she asked and I shook my head. I hated her voice, I hated everything about her. I didn't know why but dread was sitting down in my stomach, my guts were screaming for me to leave this place.
"No, I am good," I replied tightly. The only thing on my mind was now making a better life for my family. I needed my daughter to walk on her legs, and my wife to relax and be happy, and to take her to the best gynaecologist. It's been taking a toll on her ever since we discovered about her conceiving issues. It was one problem after the other, and this wasn't how we planned our future. This wasn't what Leo signed up for.
I might have been too lost thinking about Leo and Wilona, that I didn't notice the private sector emptying until it was my boss and me.
"I should be leaving too," I said but before I could get up Alenia held my arm.
I've had enough of her impermissible touches, she was testing my patience.
"Why are you so tensed Wilson, you know you can tell me if anything is troubling you and I'll help any way I can." She asserted that it alerted my ears. Could she? Was she being genuine as a good human being?
"I don't think you can help me. You don't know about my daughter's accident, she hasn't walked ever since. Two major surgeries failed and we've lost hope." I expressed. It felt wrong opening in front of her but I didn't think before spitting it out.
"Oh Wilson, that's so tragic. But I can help trust me, I can contact the best doctors and support all her medical expenses that would get her walking as soon as possible. Money can do that." She announces scooting closer. Wilona's doctor suggested flying to South Korea too and when I did that maths it was hella expensive. Especially, when either we travel back and forth with costly flights or stay there over a year somehow.
"No thank you, I'd like to do that for my daughter. I don't want unnecessary favours." I denied but before I could stand up she was kneeling in front of me and I jumped back.
"What're you doing?" I stuttered when she ran her nails on my thighs.
"You aren't yourself these days Will, maybe your wife isn't giving you enough attention." She inches closer, running her hands down my chest.
It felt wrong, but nice too. Feels like it's been so long since a woman touched me, Leona and I rarely have time to ourselves.
Leona!
I pushed her back softly, shaking my head.
"I can't," I murmured grabbing my suit jacket that I took off. But she nudged me harder this time, swiftly pulling my zipper and taking my cock out of my boxers.
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