I sat in the limo opposite my bos. The trip back to Sydney had been a long one. We were welcomed back by a torrent of rain. Even on the flight we could tell when we crossed the Sydney borders. Darwin had been dirt dry, Adelaide had fared not that much better but here at Sydney the downpour was a welcome change.
I had been buried in work the whole trip through and was looking forward to getting back to my usual pursuits of hunkering down to a solid read off my wattpad account. Feeling more lusty then usual I was eager for a good horny read.
I peeked a quick glance at my hot as fuck boss and saw that he was already immersed in what appeared to be the ASX watchlist. I knew from past experience of over five years with him that he would move on to his currency trading then on to bloomberg to scour the latest in mergers and acquisition. Myself, I prefered good old fashioned fuck stories or the more tender name for it, romance novels to help me will away the time between work and life in tgat order.
In reality, I was an out and out non believer in love and romance. Don't get me wrong it was not due to past bad experience. No I was still pure, a virgin at twenty eight and likely to remain so for the distant future. No possible chances for a boyfriend due to my hectic lifestyle with my globe trotting boss who it seemed thrived on making more and more money more than anything else. I didn't blame him for that for it was from that pile of money that he pays out my meagre salary.
We had just returned from Amsterdam of all places, only two weeks ago, where he just signed a merger contract with an old family run multinational, before he decided to up and go again, this time to air trek through Australia for a quick stopover at all his points of operations. Touch and go though it may have been, the trip had served its purpose and did the needfull in reminding those who worked at those remote locations that the bos was alive and kicking and mord importantly ready to rumble.
The Amsterdam trip had been a shocker to me. Where he managed to get such leads were still a mystery but I guessed he had reached a phase of his career where people now seeked him out. And when I say people I mean all sorts. Charities, troubled businesses, bankers, financers and of course lets not forget the women. I was sure waiting at his penthouse was a hot babe ready to spread her legs. I know this for a fact, having had to evict a few in the past. My boss was too much of a gentlemen to do it himself. Not! He just enjoyed watching me squirm when I had to do it for him instead.
I was the non confrontational sort. A soft spoken just let it go type. He was my opposite in every way. And he took great pleasure in irking me about it, every day. He even went out of his way creating confrontational situations just to watch me squirm about trying to resolve it. So far I think Ive done well enough in that regard. I have managed to remain true to my warm cheery self and not resorted to pointless bitchiness over such encounters, as should rightfully be expected.
Glancing up at Eric's bent head I could see he was already perturbed with the going ons in the economies of the world, so I settled back on my seat and whipped out my smartphone. Craving wattpad like an addict I rushed to tap on its icon lovingly and soon was immersed in The Deal a romance by someone or other who I am a crazy fan off and have loyally read all her remarkable books. I lost myself in the story not realising the time passing by.
"What are you reading?" Eric asked in his deep voice sending thrills of pleasure right down to my core. I was reading a particularly intense moment where the two lead characters got down and dirty. I was naturally all steamed up. Probably not the best choice of reading in the dark interiors of the limo with the hot bod of the love of my life sitting right infront of me. What can I say reading such tales not only brings out the horny me but also mushy me. Now to have Eric's naturally husky tone rumbling down at me only served to heat up the pan over the fire even faster. I was inwardly sweltering when I looked up to encounter Eric's intense blue eyes. Framed by the longest dark lashes, the pin point attention in it needled me to a point where I was reduced to my usual melting pot. I should be so over it by now. I have been with him for years. But apparently, not.
"Nothing," I exclaimed immediately, all hot and bothered and wanting nothing more than to get back to my reading, a safe imaginary world of lust far away from the blatant reality before me.
Also, stopping halfway in the middle of an interesting read was as frustrating as leaving off in the middle of a fuck. Or so I think, never having been in the situation before but I was confident the book would be better then the real thing so was unconcerned in doing a trial and error, for more accurate judgement.
" It doesn't look like nothing," he said, shutting his laptop.
Great! I silently cussed him for choosing just that moment to switch his attention back to me. Just another few moments and my romantic hero would have nailed the heroine's ass in a hot fuck sequence. Shit!
I reluctantly switch off my wattpad and regretfully watched the screen go blank with a slight flicker from overuse.
The car pulled up by Eric's condo. I looked at him in question.
"Its late you might as well sleep here. We have an early start tomorrow."
I nodded my head in acceptance. I've stayed over plenty of times before. This is usually when my evicting services comes into play. As Eric had explained on more than one occassion, "Why do it myself when I have you to do it for me?"
Such a tender loving guy it was no wonder I was head over heels in love with him. Pah!
I marched out infront of him and headed for the lift eager to get to bed so I could finish my book in peace. I was determined to read my horny story tonight or die trying. I needed my self romancing time as I call it. The lift swung open as I arrived and I quickly step inside and held it open, impatiently waiting for Eric and the driver to bring our luggage in. This too was a routine of sorts.
Then they were there beside me and I slapped the button for the top floor eager for the express to shoot us right up.
Eric slowly painstakingly swiped his key card into the slot knowing I was impatient to get in and doing his annoying best to drag things out. I glared up at his amused smirk and promised myself this was the last straw. That tomorrow I would float my resume and hunt for a new job.
Finally, the door swung open and a naked brunette came running accross the room, her big tits bouncing and her pussy shaved clear for all too see. I groaned out loud and heard a very male chuckle of pure appreciation rumble out behind me. How did they keep managing to get in here? A quick glance at my two companions and I noted both pair of male eyes were glued to her display. But at least their mouths were shut and they did not appear to be overly drooling.
"Do you want me to evict her?" I asked tired beyond reason suddenly, not even caring for a bout with my wattpad before I knockoff to sleep. I now only craved sleep.
He must have sensed something in my expression for his gaze softened and he said, " Tim will take care of it. You get to on to bed."
I gave him a greatfull smile of thanks and moved past the filly lounging just inside the door making cooing noises at Eric while waiting for us to step in. She was smart, for the last one had let the door slammed shut on her when she made the mistake of leaping out it at Eric. I had left it to Eric then to extricate himself from that girl's fawning clutches and let himself in on his own. That had been a great moment for me. One I often thought back to fondly. Tim and I had even shared many laughs over it as I demonstrated my flit footed manuver sealed the deal or more like the door shut on the amourous pair.
Leaving Tim to take care of it, I moved to my room and tossed myself face down on my bed. Eric came in shortly after and hauled my ass off the bed before he shuffled me to the bathroom and commanded,"Get naked."
" What one naked women is not enough for you?"I exclaim snarkily but all I got for my efforts was an inappropriate smack on my behind. This too was a routine of sorts so I did what he said and got naked behind closed doors waiting for him to toss me my night clothes like usual but this time he surprised me. Instead of just trowing in my nightclothes, he opened the door and stepped in naked himself.
