Do not cross the line

Chapter 6 (NSFW)

You closed the door behind you while you kicked your heels off from your feet and walked into the living room, throwing your bag on the couch.

You put your hand on your hip, scratching your hair and sighed long.

What a fucking day.

You finally got a job from another section. Finally.

You met the boss, met few your future co-workers and saw the place.

And you saw your boss fucked a waitress in his office.

What a first impression.

You snorted and shook your head, making your way to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a juice from there. You took a glass and poured yourself some juice, putting the can down and taking a big gulp from your glass.

While you closed your eyes for a second, you saw Sam's bare wide chest flashing in your eyes. You coughed when you almost choked on your juice.

You put the glass down and patted your chest gently.

God, having dirty thoughts about your boss-to-be. Not good, not good at all.

You shook your head, trying to get those images of his body away. But you felt how your pussy started to throb again.

"Jesus fucking Christ." - you said out loud and chose to take a long calming shower, making your way to the bathroom.

You turned on the shower and stripped your clothes off while letting the warm steam fill your small bathroom. You took a deep breath when you felt how the room slowly started to get warmer when the hot water beamed against the floor.

You took your hair and put it up in a loose bun, you just washed your hair day before, so you didn't need to wash it today, you just needed to feel the hot water hit on your skin, letting your body and mind to calm down.

You turned the temperature a little cooler and stepped into the shower, feeling how the water hit your skin, making your body to relax a little after long and weird day.

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You walked out of the shower, towel around your hips while you were drying your hair with another towel. You took the shower in a long way, spending almost half an hour under the water, making your skin under your feet and in your fingers getting wrinkled.

But at least you managed to get Sam's bare chest away from your mind.

You stopped.

And now it was back. His bare, hairy wide muscular chest crawling back into your mind and retinas.

"Shit!" - you screamed, tossing the towel from your hand to the couch, rubbing your face and sighing long.

You can't have these images of your boss-to-be in your mind, it wasn't appropriate. Romances at the workplace were not allowed, especially if it was between boss and the worker, that way people in the office would think the worker tries to get raise by fucking a boss. You didn't want to be 'that girl' because that was not what your intentions were.

After all, you got this job in the studio by your work, not by fucking your boss.

And besides, you wanted to focus on your career, not any man, it's time for that later. You wanted to make a good career before settling down if you ever wanted to settle down.

You walked into your room, and changed your pajamas on you and headed back to the living room, sitting on the couch and opening Netflix to watch some of your favorite tv-show before going to bed.

You put the show roll, laid on the couch and pulled the blanket over you and made yourself comfortable while trying to let your mind to calm down from the weird day at work.

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You woke up in the middle of the night, you had fallen asleep on the couch, your tv was still on, but it was just in a blank screen when it had shut itself down after being unused for so long. You yawned hard and got up from the couch, turning the lights off while making your way to your bedroom and your comfortable bed.

You let yourself fall to the mattress, pulling the blanket over you and hiding under it like a cinnamon roll. You sighed long when you wished you would fall back to sleep fast.

But after fifteen minutes you opened one of your eyes, while letting yourself feel the tickling what was craving between your legs.

Maybe you should ease yourself before sleep?

You threw the blanket away on you, and laid on your back, looking at the ceiling, before closing your eyes.

You let your hands wonder on your stomach, slowly and gently moving them to your breasts above your top, feeling how your nipples were hard, while you brushed your fingers above them.

You smiled yourself, starting to lower your hand slowly down against your body.

You let your hand to softly massage your other breast, while your other hand smoothly slipped under your pants, and you licked your lips when your finger reached your folds, and you felt you were already wet.

You moved your finger up and down a little between your folds, before you moved your fingers to your clit, starting to make soft, slow circled on it, while you bit your lip and massaged your breast with your other hand.

With the pace of your finger, your hips started to move against your hand, while you moaned quietly and softly, letting your quiet bedroom fill with your moans.

When you felt how you started to getting closer your climax, you started to move your finger harder on your clit, squirming against the mattress when you were looking desperately your release.

"Oh, Sam.." - you moaned loudly, bending your head back against the pillow, but then your eyes snapped open and you stopped your actions.

Sam?

You sat up quickly, placing your hands on the mattress each side of you, while your breathing was heavy and fast.

Were you thinking Sam while you were masturbating?

"Oh shit." - you fell back to the mattress, laying on your side and putting your pillow above your head when you were embarrassed by the dirty thoughts of your boss-to-be.

This is not what you wanted. This is not what you needed.

You cannot have this kind of thoughts of Sam.

You felt how your pussy throbbed hard, and your clit needed only a few touches so you were pushed over the edge, but you couldn't finish.

You could not finish if Sam would be the reason to that.

You would not go to that road.

It would only bring trouble if you have lust toward him if soon you will only look at him with lust filled eyes, or if you start to flirt with him or anything else inappropriate.

You sighed and placed the pillow back under your head, pulling the blanket over you again, closing your eyes.