My sexy Boss

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As I close the door behind me, Travis still didn't leave the shower. Is he trying to wash himself away or something?

My watch tells me it's a little over one hour after closing hours. Parker must be here any moment. I twirl a strand of hair around my finger while looking out onto the street for him.

After I came out of the shower I tried my best to get rid of my 'just had sex' look. 

I take out my phone to see if I have any messages, but none appear on the screen. I decide that now that I have my phone in my hand, I can check my hair once more.

"You look good babe," someone behind me tells me. 

I turn around and see a smirking Parker standing in front of me. I smile and blush a little.

He places a hand on the small of my back, guiding me to his car. He opens the door and makes a little bow, making me giggle. He walks around the car and gets in as well. 

"Why are you looking at me that way?" I ask Parker once I can not handle his stare anymore.

"I just can't believe you just had sex with Grayson and you still get in a car with me to go to a club." He tells me, with a serious yet curious expression.

I must have looked really funny, my face lost all colour before turning a deep red. 

"Ho- how di-did you know?" I stutter.

He laughs before answering, "Grayson has a certain... Way. The girls he slept with always have this certain... Look once he's done." He pauses a little. "I'm just wondering one thing." 

He stops talking, so I motion for him to continue. 

"Well, what are you wondering?" I ask with little patience, it was already embarrassing he knew we had sex, I want this conversation to be over. 

"I'm wondering why you look the typical way the girl looks," before he can continue I cut him off.

"And how is that exactly? Before you answer that question, think really hard about what you're going to say, because I'm capable of cutting your balls off and feeding them to you while you're not even noticing it." I pause, letting the threat sink in. "Continue please."

Parker looks a little taken aback, but that doesn't last long. 

"They look like a camel in heat, like they haven't been pleased." He wants to say more, but I don't give him a chance.

I start hitting his arm, chest and head.

"I. DON'T. FUCKING. LOOK. LIKE. A. CAMEL. IN. HEAT!" I breath out, while hitting him with everything I got.

Parker catches my left arm, I try to hit him with right. But he catches that one as well. I try to pull away, but his grip only tightens. When it starts to hurt, I decide it's time to face defeat. I stop my attempts and he lets go off my arms immediately. 

"But," he pauses, making clear he wasn't finished when I started hitting him, "You do look pleased, though you still clearly long for more. Which is strange, since he never pleases the girl."

I try to process what he is trying to say, but I don't really see what his point is.

"So..?"

"So... It is strange that he, for the first time since his first time I think, he pleases the girl he is having sex with."

Huh... I can't even begin to describe how Travis had pleased me. It was amazing, and yes, I did want more, I needed more. But the 'camel in heat' comparison is a little out of place if you ask me.

"I'm not sure how to react to this statement. So, I suggest you start driving and we forget this discussion ever happened."

Parker chuckles, "If that's what you want."

With that he turns on the engine and drives away, just as I see Travis leaving the gym.