I wake to the sound of the shower running. I turn to see Michael's clouded silhouette through the shower wall. My man is so sexy. I hurry to the bathroom and brush my teeth before rinsing my mouth , seconds before Michael turns the water off and gets out the shower. I hop in the bed and pretend to be asleep , hearing Michael's feet shuffling against the carpet. I wake up , stretching my tense muscles. "Good morning." I sleepily give him a smile. I'm such a good actress.
He smiles in return. "Good morning my Queen." He says. I get up and saunter towards him , lightly scratching his rock hard chest with my fingernails. "Any reason why you're up this early ?" I ask. "Emergency meeting." He says , looking at me with darkened eyes. "Do you have to go ?" I complain. "Yes I do darling. I'll be back in about-" He pauses to look at the clock above the mirror- "Two hours. How about this ? I want my favorite meal when I get home." I nod. "Braised chicken , tostones and white rice ?" He nods in agreement. "I'll see what else I want to do with you." He says with that goddamn smirk on his face. "Okay ?"
"Yes Sir. Want me to pick out a suit for your meeting ?" I ask , biting my lip. "Sure." I walk over to the walk-in closet and pick out the first suit I see-- a beautiful black Armani suit with a striped pattern; I almost gasped at how beautiful this is. And how beautiful he'll look in it.
I grab it off the hanger and walk back over to him. "This one is perfect. A sexy suit for a sexy man." I dangle it in front of his face , making me step to the tips of my toes. "If you say so darling." He smiles taking the suit from me.
He walks out even more gorgeous than I expected: the Armani suit , black loafers and his long hair slicked on both sides.
"Ooh Papi." I call out to him , making him turn around. "Baby , where are your clothes ? I had the door wide open." He scolds before slamming the door. "On the floor where you left them." He walks over to me and grabs my butt. "I will never let anyone look at your precious body. Don't let me catch you running free as a jaybird without me here. Understand muffin ?'
I giggle. "Yes." He kisses my forehead. "I will be back in about two hours. You know what I want when I get home." He winks at me before leaving , closing the door behind him. I hear my phone ringing and I run upstairs to get to it. "Hello ?"
"What the fuck Alexsa ! What the fuck !" Mary exclaims in my ear. "What ?"
"You tell me what Ms. Fuckingtheboss. Why didn't you tell me ?" She yells. How did she find out ? "Mary , calm down. What ? When did you find that out ?" She laughs at me. "You lucky piece of shit. I'd kill to be in your place. My best friend fucking the sexiest man Tennessee has ever seen. The richest one at that. The Greek sex god. The-"
"Mary." I cut her off. "How did you know ? Where are you ?" I hear her sipping a drink before continuing. "I took off , I would never yell business out loud. Second , I found out because I heard him and some man talking about it. He talked about how sexy and defiant you are , how your Spanish speaking turns him on , how beautiful you were. You have the fucker whipped." She says , cackling afterwards. "Whipped ?" I ask acting delirious to the situation.
"Yes. Whatever you're doing it's working. Better ride his dick until sunset. When are you coming back to work anyways ?" She asks. "I ... I don't know. Whenever I feel like I guess."
"That's good. Of course there have been those rumors about you and Mr. Burkley. Everyone's been talking about. I'd hear she's fucking the boss ?
Her ?
I'd fuck her.
They make a cute couple.
I can ride him better that he could ever imagine.
She's ... okay I guess.
Just stuff like that. I almost had to smack someone." I gasp in mock horror. "Mary."
"I'm serious , this one hating bitch was like 'I could be a better PA than that skank ever could. She probably still has the job because she gives him average blowjobs.' with her and her little skinny friends. I was like 'EVEN IF SHE IS FUCKING THE BOSS , I BET THAT SWEET DOMINICAN PUSSY IS A MILLION TIMES BETTER THAN YOUR WORN OUT SAGGY KNAPSACK YOU CALL A VAGINA !" She says , amplifying her voice for effect. I was angry until Mary told me her comeback , which had me dying in return.
"These bitches are always hating on my Queen." she pauses. "But anyways , you should come to work tomorrow. I haven't seen you since the Dominican Republic trip-- which I want to do again by the way-- and flick that long hair. I'll be right by your side." I love my best friend so much. "I know you will. I love you. You know what , I'll be there tomorrow. But you know no one can know about our relationship." I tell her. "I know , I know , you could get fired and it could ruin his career. I'm aware. When have I ever told anyone anything ?"
I shrug. "I guess. Gotta go. I have to fix dinner." She whines in protest. "Really ?" I chuckle. "Yes , bye bye Mary. Love you. Muah !" I say , sending her a kiss over the phone. "MUAH !" She replies cutely before the line goes dead.
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About thirty minutes later , I'm working on the tostones (twice-fried plantains) by putting them back into the deep fryer. I let the white rice boil in the pan while the chicken sits in the oven to keep warm. Ten minutes later I hear the door unlock and open with an exhausted looking Michael. "Alex." He calls out. "Yes." I respond.
"I'm starving. Where's my food ?" Bossy. "I'm almost finished." He walks into the kitchen and removes his tie , throwing it onto the floor. "Hey ! I just finished cleaning. Pick that up." He slaps my barely covered bottom hard , making me squeal and almost drop the rice. "What did I say about giving me orders ?" He is right behind me. He smells so good. His hand wraps around my neck. "Don't make me spank you." I smile. "How hard ?" I ask , receiving a groan from him. "Hard enough so you can't sit for a week." I chuckle. "Can I finish making your dinner Sir ?"
"Yes. I'm starving." He growls into my ear. "You're going to make me drop the rice. The tostones are going to burn." He releases my throat before patting my bottom. "Hurry up."
I prepare our chicken , plantains and rice on a plate. We eat silence as I wait with anticipation. What is going to do to me ?
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Back at it again with another update. That picture of Daddy Mike in that suit though *___*
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My Boss & His Personal Assistant
Non-FictionAlexsa Morris-- a 27 year old living in Memphis , Tennessee. Ever since she moved there 4 years ago she's still learning things about the city. Her handsome boss caught her attention as she started working at Music Enterprise , and apparently he fel...