Desire

Two

I glanced through my outfit and stepped out of my home. I was wearing  a black pencil skirt with a red blouse. I put on minimum makeup and my favorite red lipstick. My hair was put up in an elegant bun.

I grabbed my phone and keys and began my journey to the Maxwell Company.

It was a twenty minute walk. I had stopped by to get coffee.

The building in front of me was intimidating. Big glass windows and when I stepped inside the office, I was greeted with hustle and bustle of people running around.

I stopped at a desk.
"Excuse me. I have an appointment with Eric Maxwell. Where do I go?"

The lady behind the desk looked at me and gave me a disapproving look as she assessed my outfit.
She was obnoxiously chewing gum. Her face was caked with makeup and her dress was too revealing.

"Fiftieth floor."She said as she popped her bubble.

"Er thanks Christy." I said looking at her name plate.

I went in the elevator and waited patiently for the floor to arrive. Suddenly I began to hyperventilate.

The elevator dinged indicating that I had arrived to the floor.

I walked foward and chanted - Be confident  over and over again.

A secretary was seated and I went to her,  hoping she wasn't like Christy.

"Excuse me. I have an appointment with Eric Maxwell."

The secretary smiled and nodded. "Victoria Blake? Yes. Go in. He's expecting you."

I let out a shaky breath and slowly knocked on the door.

"Enter." I heard a voice say.

I stepped in and I had to say. This was much more different than Mrs. Carroway's office.

This one was more male and deserted. It was messy with numerous files stacked on the side.

My eyes found the man sitting at the desk. I could tell he was very handsome. He held his posture with confidence.

He looked up and I sae the familiar pair of blue eyes that I had dreamed about.

"You!" I said impulsively.

Hs scowled at me.
Suddenly I was distracted by his beauty. High cheekbones and full lips. Just by looking at him I felt weak. How did I not notice this yesterday.

He raised his eyebrows at me. But I noticed a change in his gaze. It was more heated. I gulped.

"What are you doing here?"

"I uh want to apply as your personal assistant."

Mrs. Carroway had informed me that his previous secretary was leaving the job as she was pregnant and wished to raise her child with her husband.

"No." He said as he continued to sign his checks.

I swallowed my ego.
"Please, sir. Give me a chance."

He looked at me. I took this as an opportunity to remove my file and put it on his desk.

After a few moments,  he picked it up and scanned through it, looking impressed.

I was a star student and I excelled in every subject.

He suddenly stood up and walked towards me.

"You know, I didn't appreciate the way you spoke to me yesterday."

He was standing too close to me. His warm breath fanned my face and I practically melted.

His hand was suddenly on my breast and using his thumb and forefinger,  he pinched my nipple, letting waves of pleasure flow through my body.

His eyes were hooded and he stepped back.

"I should give you a punishment. Lock the door." He ordered.

I did as he said. My brain was haywire. I couldn't think. My body was thinking for me and all I desired was to feel pleasure that this man was going to give me.

"Sit on the desk and slowly unbutton your blouse." He said huskily.

My fingers were clammy as I unbuttoned the blouse. I slowly removed it, showing my black lacy bra.

He walked towards me.
"Stay still."

I was panting. Moisture collected in my panties.

He gently unclapsed my bra and began to knead my breast. I let out a moan.

He lifted my skirt and his finger began to caress the inside of my thigh.

I was breathless. I needed some relief. My hands went to my wet pussy and suddenly I felt a stinging pain on my breast.

"What did I say? Keep still." He growled.

His lips found my nipple and he licked it, swirling his tongue around it and occasionally pinching it.

Oh my.

My eyes closed and I gave in to his merciless action. My pussy was throbbing.

"Please." I whimpered.

"Please what?" He said.

"Please sir. Touch me."

I felt his warmth leave me. I hesitantly opened my eyes to see him away from me.

I gave him a confused look.
"I have a meeting in five. Get out."

I looked at him in shock.
"What?"

"Are you stupid?  Get the fuck out of here!" He shouted.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. He looked unfazed and gestured towards the door.

I couldn't believe this.
I felt used. I covered my modesty and quickly put on my clothes.

"And don't ever come here again."

I rushed out of the room and almost cried. I was used. I didn't get the job.

When I reached home,  I took a bath. I was disgusted by myself. And then I began to cry.

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