Yes, Sir.

|103 Terrace Road|

***WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS HIGHLY MATURE AND DESCRIPTIVE IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN GO READ MY ROMANCE STORY BECAUSE THIS ONE OBVIOUSLY IS NOT FOR YOU.***'

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Come on Audrey don't be a pussy, you're so close, some hot new sexy experience is waiting for you and you're freakin out like a little bitch.'

His house is almost impossible to find, not really I'm just so mesmerized by all these gorgeous places as I drive down the street slowly scanning the house numbers for 103, I probably look like a creep driving so slow. I gasped to myself as I pulled up infront of his house, "Oh my god." This place made my apartment look like a cardboard box.

It was modern, half of the house was made up of just these long windows like the one in his office making the inside completely visible upstairs and downstairs, the other half wood. I pulled into his driveway behind his Audi..I could see that the lights were dimly lit inside and the porch light was on.

I rang the doorbell, I've never been so nervous and unsure in my life!

'What are you thinking?! This is your boss! Just go home...go get in your car it's not to late, hurry!'

Yes it was to late, within seconds the door opened to show a tall relaxed Maxwell, he wasn't wearing a suit..he wasn't wearing a dress shirt, he wasn't wearing a t-shirt, and he wasn't wearing a dago. He was wearing nothing but his fitted dress pants from work today that hung perfectly on his hips, and his leather brown dress shoes.

I was marveling at his body...I had never seen Maxwell like this, shirtless...his body was just what I suspected it to be, perfect.

His broad muscular shoulders, his perky pecs and that fine patch of chest hair that rested inbetween them, there were distinct creases inbetween each of his abs...like you could literally run a river through them, he has a cute little outtie belly button with a happy trail that goes right through it, and then the grand finally...his defined v-line that leads down to his glorio- OH MY GOD STOP.

I looked up to the smirk on his lips, "I think you've got some drool right there." he gestured at the corner of his mouth, "Shutup." I mumbled while stepping in as my face heated up.

"This is where you live?"

He nodded whilst walking infront of me, I watched the muscles on his back as they moved differently with each step.

How am I supposed to match that? I'm barerly comfortable being in a bikini at the beach..I think all the gods got together and sculpted him to perfection..they just sculpted and sculpted until they couldn't sculpt no more.

"I was in the middle of changing." which explained why his leather belt was undone around his waist.

I could just pull down his pants and have him right now, no struggle.

'Get a hold of yourself Audrey!'

"This is my kitchen, I'm sure you can see that." he said casually while gesturing at the island and kitchen equipment.

We walked right into his living room where there was a big leather couch and a huge flatscreen tv on the wall...this is the definition of bachelor pad.

"Sit." he gestured at the sofa, I did. He walked away and soon returned with two small glass cups of something....I looked at him suspiciously.

"Grey Goose." he said while.handing me my cup.

Oh god Vodka fucks me up.

I guess I'm gonna need it for whatever he's gonna do to me.

Without a second thought I shot the whole drink back in one gulp..