You've been with your girlfriend Ally for almost 5 years now.
It was exciting being with an older woman at first, but recently the age gap has really started to show.
You're becoming bored with the relationship and lack of attention - something wh...
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_____________ INFO (y/n) - your name
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Hannah darts back over to her desk as she hears the lift door ding and the sound of Wilhemina's cane striking the floor as she walks towards you all.
She leans over your desk, unable to hide her excitement at seeing you.
"Hello (y/n)."
"Hi Miss Venable," your smile matches Wilheminas as Hannah looks on, shocked and amused - she knew you had a crush on your boss, but she had only been joking about her having a crush on you, until now.
Wilhemina clears her throat, wiping the smile off her face, "could you give me a hand down in file storage? I've lost a document for my meeting this afternoon."
You throw yourself to your feet enthusiastically, "yeah of course."
Your friend is still watching you both in disbelief as you walk back towards the lift. She turns to Mike who's also been staring, 'what the fuck?!' He mouths over to her.
You knew you would have some explaining to do later, but you didn't care about that right now.
You were too busy trying to push aside your growing arousal as you stand shoulder to shoulder with your boss in the lift, the smell of her familiar perfume filling the enclosed space.
Despite turning Ally down when she'd come onto you last night you'd been desperate to have sex, it was the principle of the situation that had stopped you.
As such, you'd gone to sleep last night extremely horny and woken up the same way, unable to do anything about it as you'd left early to avoid talking to your girlfriend this morning.
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You exhale your relief as the lift door opens into the basement, although you hate coming down here. It's the most untouched part of the old building, the strip lights on the ceiling are faint , barely lighting up the bleak space. It's eerily quiet, and filled with shelves and shelves of boxes, almost like a file warehouse.
Wilhemina notices your hesitation, "is everything alright?"
"Yeah, it just freaks me out a bit down here. It's probably haunted or something," you laugh, before wondering if that could actually be true.
"Well if any ghosts turn up, I promise I'll protect you," she smiles as you walk down the aisles looking at the surnames on the signs.
