Today is the day our new boss comes in for job. Our last boss, Mr. Daniel resigned because of his wife having complications with her pregnancy. The office was stirring with conversation on the new boss.
"I heard he's from New York." One lady said.
"I heard he's a she." Someone else said.
"You hear these crazy people?" My friend, Jocelyn asked.
"Yeah, I do. Do you know anything about the new boss?" I asked her.
"Well, I don't know much. I do know, he is a he. And he is fine like some wine! But, heh, I'm married." Jocelyn said, chuckling at that last part.
"Well, I better get back to these damn printers. I swear we need to get these things fixed." She said, while walking in the direction of the printers. I walked to my cubicle.
I stared at the black computer screen as the little words Daniels design company bounced off the corners of the screen.
Daniels? Hmm, guess they still haven't changed the name yet.
I grabbed the file I was working on from under my table. It was my job to make a commercial featuring Marie Daniel's new dress. To me, it looked like a pink disaster. Hopefully, one day. I'll be the one making the dresses and getting the fame.
I heard a knock on my cubicle, I looked up and saw Marie.
"Do you have my commercial done? Just cause Daddy has a new person working here doesn't mean he's not in charge anymore!" Marie was young, probably about fifteen to sixteen years old.
"It's almost done, I'm just waiting on the model to get here, and I'll shoot the last bit of the commercial." I replied.
"Good. Let me see what you have so far." She demanded, pushing my rolling chair aside. She logged into my files and picked the file that said Marie's dress.
"I want the model to be smaller. This girl is too fat. Just look at those rolls on her arms! And, is she...sweating?!? She literally just walked from the back wall to the middle of the room! She has got to go!" She demanded.
"Well, she's not actually fat. And she's sweating because of those big lights. It gets really hot in there, really fast." I explained.
"Well, make the lights smaller! Don't just stand there! This commercial has to be perfect!" She stomped out of my cubicle, I heard those pink high heels walk off into the halls. I put my head down on my desk and sighed.
"So, I can already tell your Zodiac sign." I heard a voice say. It was a new voice, a lot more debonair. {I'm enlarging my vocabulary!} I looked up to see a man, caramel skin color, and a red, Velvet suit on. The tie was a golden color.
"Oh, you can? Are you a palm reader? Cause if you are that's cool..." I rambled, 'cool' was long-drawn-out because I hadn't figured out what else to say.
"I can tell your sign because of how you let that fetus boss you around. Plus, I haven't seen your hands." He said, chuckling.
"Then what am I?" I asked, trying to make the situation less awkward.
"A Libra. Or maybe a Sagittarius?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm a Libra... You could really tell just from me and Marie's altercation?" I asked, I felt like a little kid eating ice cream.
"Yeah. I can. I'll see you around. Anyways, I will need to talk to you later on. Since it seems you are so interested in how I figured out your Zodiac sign. I can teach you how to do it." He offered.
"Uh, no thanks. I've-"
"She'll be more than happy to visit you today, what time?" Jocelyn interrupted. I stayed quiet. Any and everyone who knows Jocelyn, knows that you do not want to argue with her.
"10 minutes after work." He replied.
"She'll be there." Jocelyn replied. He chuckled and walked off, then turned around and did a little wave at me. I waved back.
"Thanks, Jocelyn." I said.
"Mhmm, and you better get busy." She said, before walking off.
After work
***
I walk towards Mr. Daniels's office. I saw Jocelyn and she gave me a little wink. I poked my head in the office.
"Hello? Umm, sir?" I asked. I stepped fully inside and looked around. I haven't really been in this office much. ATS good and bad. Means I've never gotten in trouble, but I've also never gotten promoted.
"Ah, Miss..? Sorry, I never got your name our first appearance." He said, in that sultry smooth voice.
"Oh, my name is Charisma. Yours?"
"Anderson. But you can call me Sean."
{Imma just skip ahead, cause I already told you guys what this chap was gonna be about, so don't you even act surprised.}
He held my hand, his was big and warm, mine was the exact opposite. He interlinked his fingers with mine. I blushed and put my head down and he picked my chin up.
"Your eyes are beautiful." He complimented.
"Thanks." I blushed even harder. I swear I looked like a cherry lollipop. He laughed, and I don't know what in all hell possessed me to do this, but I attacked his lips. He was shocked but he still kissed back. He pulled away from my lips and started nibbling on my neck. I moaned as he nibbled away.
He pushed himself up on the desk and I had to put my hands on the desk. I laid myself down and we continued kissing. He stopped kissing me and looked at me.
"I won't allow my lust to take over me unless you give me the permission to. I won't kiss you all over, I wont touch you, I won't make you scream my name." He whispered that last part in my ear. It made me go crazy for him.
"Take me, now." I demanded. He needed no more directions. He pulled out a dresser and pulled out a condom. {Safety first, chirren} and pulled out his already hard member. It was pretty big. Then something buzzed in my head like an alarm: I'm a virgin.
He slowly removed my pants and undergarments. Then removed his pants and boxers. He rubbed himself against me and it made me moan. He was about to push himself in when:
"Wait. Please go slow. I'm not used to sex. I'm a virgin." He nodded and slowly pushed himself in. Not all of him, thankfully. I felt full with only half of him. He moved slowly and soon the slight discomfort built into pleasure.
"More, and go faster please." I breathed out.
"Your wish is my command." He pushed all of himself in me and I gasped and bit my lip. He then sped up his thrusts. I dug my nails in his back and put my head in the crook of his neck. It hurt like hell. But, I refused to stop.
Soon after, it felt good. Like really good. He had me struggling tools my composure. Out of nowhere, he flipped my body around, where I was on my hands and knees and he stuck him self in. He went fast and hard. Making me gasp and moan uncontrollably. While still pounding in me he started smacking my core and it made my eyes roll to the back of my head.
I felt a tight, painful knot in my stomach and cried out:
"My stomach hurts!"
"Good, that means your about to cum. I want to see it happen. We'll make sure it happens." At that moment, he sped up and went harder.
I screamed out in pleasure as I felt a liquid exit my body. I collapsed on the table. He picked me up and let me lap my legs around him and my head on his shoulder. He let me rest for a minute, then fucked me that way. We switched positions four times in two hours. He drove me home because I couldn't walk.
Alright, here you go. Ugh, fuck me. I'm gonna call my boyfriend....for.....stuff..... And no not for that, abstinence is our lord and savior, guys.
Sorry, if I misspelled some words. I'm tired.
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^Issa love, cause I love you guys!
