Sir playboy

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Days pass,
Weeks pass,
Why is this happening?
I could just leave the job.
But something makes me want to stay.
Makes me want Mark to keep being close to me.
To keep touching me.

Just like every morning I show up to the office, but this time I don't see Mark anywhere, he's usually at his desk making calls, but I have no clue where he is right now.

I decide to just continue my everyday routine, I skip the coffee because he's not here and go straight to sorting out his schedule, he has 1 meeting today, at 7:30.. tHAT'S IN TEN MINUTES. He would never ever go to a meeting early, he always stays in his office as long as he can because he hates meetings.

"Am I late??!" Is what I hear as Mark shoves the door open. He looked absolutely knackered (tired, exhausted) bags under his eyes, his hair greasy and his tie wasn't even done up.

"No sir, you have ten minutes. Would you like me to help you fix yourself up; you look awful".
"Thank's Sean, that's what I want to hear". He chuckles.
"Oh- I-i d-didn't me-
"It's okay, just please help me".
"Of course".

I go over to him, buttoning up his shirt and tying his tie. I grab the dry shampoo from the attached bathroom, they have literally every supply here. I spray it on his hair, using my hands to run through it and make sure the spray sets in. I have to move onto my tip toes to fix his hair because he's taller than me, which means that our faces are really close. I can feel his eyes on me, he's looking at my lips. Oh my god I want him to kiss m- no I don't, I'm straight and I don't want that.

It didn't really matter what I wanted because Mark's lips in one swift move were on mine, my hand still in his hair and his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. I kissed back. I don't even know why, it's not like I like guys or anything. It's just for affection...
But his lips feel so soft and warm.
It just feels right to be kissing him.

What am I doing.
I pull away from his lips and try and move away from him, detaching my hands from his hair. But as I try and walk away he keeps his arms in a tight grip around my waist, even though I continued trying to get away from him he made no move to let me go.

"Hey baby calm down".
"CalM DOWN? You kissed me, and I kissed you back. Why did I kiss you back? I'm straight for god's sakes. I like woman, I swear-

And yet again it didn't matter what I said or what I wanted because his lips were on my neck, he was only leaving soft butterfly kisses but they made my heart race and my mouth dry. What was he doing to me?
What was I doing to myself?
Moving my head back so that he had better access to my neck.

"Good boy".

This is so wrong.
I shouldn't be doing this.
I should tell him to stop.
I should go-

Did I just fucking moan?
Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope.
That never happened.
This can't be happening.
I like woman.
But I like Mark.