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"I'm just your stupid assistant, Josh."
"You're more than an assistant to me, Tyler."
Tyler works for this big company and he's Josh's assistant. They start a fling w...
Something I made earlier today. I'm not even sorry.
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Tyler made his way up to Josh's office at the end of the day still wondering what Josh needed to speak to him about.
Probably about the business weekend and him telling him to forget it even happened.
Tyler lightly knocked on his office door then opening it, and the sight he saw was not what he wanted to see at all.
He shut the door and ran not to the lift because he didn't want to wait but he ran down the stairs.
He can't believe he just saw Josh with his husband fucking on his desk. He really did not need to see that one bit.
Was that what Josh had planned? Play with Tyler's feelings then throw them back in his face with him going to his office after work for him to see them two?
Yes, he understands he's married but really? After what Josh told him he goes and fucks him at his work place? Good one Josh.
Once outside, Tyler got outside he made his way to the bar. He honestly doesn't care if he goes to work with a hang over tomorrow.
He walks in and takes a seat at the bar and looked up at the bartender.
"What can I get you love?" She asked nicely.
"The strongest one you got," he replied resting his chin on his hand.
"Hard day at work, huh?" She said pouring him his drink and passing it to him.
He payed her and nodded his head taking a sip of the liquor, it running down his throat a burning sensation going with it.
"What happened?" She asked drying a glass "Oh and my names Courtney."
"I'm Tyler," he said putting his hand out for her which she took and shook it "And it's a pretty long story I guess," he said with a sigh.
"I've got time," she smile politely.
"Basically, I've been having a fling with my boss, I really like him, he told me to see him after work so I went up to his office and there he was fucking his husband, that's what I get for getting attached," Tyler said looking down taking a sip of his drink.
"Aw I'm sorry love," she said giving him a pat on the shoulder.
"It's fine, it's my fault for getting attached anyway," he shrugged.
"People can't help getting attached, you know? What he did was wrong, playing with your feelings of course but also cheating on his husband with you which makes you both in the wrong," she replied serving a customer.
"I know what I did was wrong, I at first didn't want to do it.. But obviously that all changed," he sighed taking a big gulp of his drink.
She leaned on the counter and looked at Tyler "If I was you, I would stop it or talk to him about it, but stopping it would be the best option."
Tyler just nodded and downed his drink standing up.
"Hey, thanks for the advice," he smiled at her.
"No problem, can I get your number maybe we can hang out sometime?" She asked and he nodded.
She passed Tyler her phone and he typed his name in under "Tyler 👀" then passed her phone back waving her goodbye before leaving the bar.
He made his way back home with Courtney's words and advice in his mind and yeah. He thinks she's right.
Tomorrow he's going to talk to Josh and call the whole thing off, he's getting hurt in the process of it but he can't help getting attached.
If it means finding a new job, so be it. If it means ignoring him, so be it. He just doesn't want to get more attached then he already is to him.
Once he got home, he threw his keys on the coffee table and made his way to his bathroom turning on the shower.
Once warm enough he stripped himself of his clothes and got in letting the water run down his back relaxing his tense muscles.
After about ten minutes he washed his hair and body then turning the shower off and getting out wrapping a towel around his waist.
He looked at himself in the mirror and he saw all the hickeys Josh left on him littering around his whole chest, collar bone and neck.
He ran his fingers over them and sighed making his way to his bedroom getting into something comfortable.
He put on a plain white tee, boxers and sweats then made his way down to his living room, sitting down and turning the tv on.
He began to flick through the channels, then he hears a knock on the door. He groans standing up and making his way over to his front door.
He opens the door before slamming it shut and locking it sliding down the door.
