Mr. Blake's Baby

Every Detail

The loud blaring of my alarm clock hit my ears as I rolled over in my bed to stare at the time. I struggled to open my eyes but managed.

6:30

I groaned but picked myself off the inviting sheets that draped my bed. I got ready like I normally would but instead of the jeans and T shirts, I threw on my favorite black dress that was tight under my chest then flowed out. Mom laid it out last night saying she heard that Dean's father, Mr.Blake, would be on our floor and that I needed to dress nice instead of being a teenager.

 My hair fell into its natural curls as I bent over to slip on my shiny black high heels. I looked once over in the mirror before walking down stairs and into my mothers sight. She looked at me over her glasses and smiled.

 "You don't even look like you are almost seventeen." She said with an even wider smile. I thanked her and grabbed the glass of orange juice on the table. I gulped it down which got me a look from my mother. 

"I know, it's not lady like." I said throwing my arms up in defense. I did not really care. "It's time to go." I told her as I walked towards the door and opened it. I heard her hurry to collect her things and then heard the sound of her heels getting closer and closer. 

"Let's go." She mumbled walking past me and out the door. I followed behind her and hopped into her car as she put her purse in the back, making sure to grab her keys. It only took us ten minutes to get to the firm and it was the longest ten minutes of my life. Mom didn't really like music so we sat in silence. 

Once there we quickly walked up to the entrance and onto the elevator. Floors passed as we headed up to level twenty one and within seconds we were stepping off onto our floor. The once chestnut walls with white seats were now white with black seats. Art work covered the walls and small tables were added. I walked in awe looking around to even the ceiling where new light fixtures hung.

 I followed my mom to her desk. Where a brown straight desk once sat, a black curved desk replaced it. A new white computer took the place of her old one. She sat in the leather rolling chair that replaced her stool. Instead of marveling over the new renovations, she went directly to work. My mom can only wonder what Mr. Blake's office looks like. Without a second thought I walked to his door which was different. Where once set a regular black door now stood a white door. His name was written across the top just like it used to be this time there was no window on the door,only his name. 

I did not even think to knock instead I just walked in. There's sat Dean behind a new desk and computer working on something only looking up when I came into the room. Shutting the door behind me, I looked over to his filing cabinet. There were the boxes I had yet to file.

 "Do you like it?" Dean asked leaning back into his seat with a small tug on smile on his lips.

 "The office? Yeah. They did good." I told him as I sat in the leather chair in front of his desk. 

"Obviously you have not seen it." He said standing up and walking behind me. I got up following him to where I usually file boxes. There behind them sat a white desk with a computer. A white leather chair with a black and white pillow that sat behind it. My eyes grew wide as I looked at him. 

"Is that for me?" I asked as he just smirked. Without thinking I pulled him into a hug, throwing my arms around his neck. He did not take long to respond as his arm wrapped around my waist. My feet still were still shifting my weight from side to side as I did a little happy dance/jump. I pulled away from him a little and looked at him. 

"Thank you, seriously, I love it. It's so perfect." I said looking to my new desk space then back at him. 

"You're perfect, Kelsey." He quietly spoke to me while looking into my eyes, his hand still held firm around my waist. I looked over every facial feature I hadn't seen from a distance, ending my search at his lips. I put my eyes back on his and let my arms fall to where only my hand held the back of his neck. He pulled me closer to him as if that was possible and leaned to where he was facing me, his lips so close I could feel his breath on my face. 

Pushing myself closer to Dean, our lips met trigger him to immediately kiss me back. I pulled him closer to me as he did the same as our lips moved in sync. His hands traveled from my waist to up my back as kept him close to me with my hands. Our kissing picked up pace and soon I found our selfs walking backwards to his desk where I felt my butt hit it. In one swift movement, Dean picked me up, sitting me on his desk. My hands fell to his shirt where I loosened his tie and started to unbutton his shirt. My dress now had been pulled up to my waist but we never once broke the heated kiss.

 "Are you sure?" He pulled away whispering, resting his forehead on mine. 

I nodded, "yes", was all I managed to get out before Dean brought my lips back to his.

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"Tell me everything. Every detail. Leave nothing out!" Koda said once more to me. 

"Okay. I will calm down. Mom can't hear us." I told her closing my bed room door. 

"I can not believe you!" She said smiling with the biggest smile I had ever seen. "What was it like? Was it fun? Was he big?" My eyes grew big and I blushed with every question my best friend asked me. 

"Koda. I've told you twice now what happened." I explained and she rolled her eyes.

 "Tell me again." She begged and whined. 

"We had sex. What is there really to tell?"

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So I own this dress and I love it so much which made me think of her wearing it.