Mrs. Affair

[2] Her angelic face

I gazed at my boss's sleeping face and I couldn't help but smile. She was indeed gorgeous and cute when she wasn't up.

Her now pale skin was flushed due to throwing up ten minutes ago and her face couldn't look anymore adorable than now.

She was truly a work of art and a masterpiece at that.

She was a tall lady, curved in the right places. Her face was sculptured with elegance and delicacy.

Smooth skin, oval face, a long thin nose, high cheekbones and a sharp chin.

Her eyes were the most stunning though, green-ish and a little bit grey-ish in the night, a sight that never ceased to take my breath away everytime.

She was simply a stunning woman and then there were her lips, the most sexy I had ever seen. They were a perfect mixture, a red velvet lower lip and pink-ish upper one, so smooth and so soft to the eyes. So kissable.

Not again. I couldn't go there again.

Looking at her like this always reminded who she really was. Just another broken soul in the confines of their own room, their own minds and their own privacy.

Her face flushed like this, her eyes ceased of any furrows and her eyes closed. It all reminded that she was human just like everyone else. It reminded me that this was the girl I had started to work with three years ago. It reminded me that she was just Reese. Another lost woman trying to find her peace out there. It reminded once and for all that she wasn't "The Reese Knight" but just Reese. The Reese I know.

I had struggled with the girl because she really weighed a lot for a small lean woman.

She had stumbled half unconscious, sleepy and piss drunk and she had kept moaning all the way as I helped her climb the stairs then she had suddenly stumbled hurriedly out of my arms to ran to the bathroom where she threw her heart up then proceeded to pass out right after on her bathroom floor which was definitely more expensive than my whole apartment.

I had carried her unconscious body bridal style since she looked like she wouldn't be waking up anytime soon, cleaned her face with a wet towel since she still had some puke on her chin, stripped her robe off down to her silk night dress and then I tucked her gently under her fluffy covers.

Right now, I sat on the rim of her huge queen-sized bed as I stared at her adorable face and forcing my mind to snap out of it because I totally looked like a creep staring at my sleeping boss.

I couldn't explain why I had a stupid urge to brush her dark hair from her delicate face but my body had a mind of its own and I found my fingers gently stroking the curly hair out of her flushed face.

She made these small whimpering sounds that sent delicious shocks down my back and left a tingling sensation in my lower abdomen that stirred my cock.

I really needed to calm myself down.

I stood up from where I sat on my boss's bed and switched off the lights of her room then closed her door silently.

In the guest room, silence engulfed the whole room as I squeezed myself in between the sheets since I didn't want to untuck anything knowing pretty well that I wouldn't be able to make the bed the exact neat way I found it.

Sleep couldn't find me and I kept rolling around for like the fifth time in the ten minutes I had spent in this room.

My mind couldn't stop thinking about my boss and I couldn't help but worry about Ms. Reeese.

She was successfully rich, famous, had looks and respect but the woman was one of the most unhappy people I knew and she made the wrong decision of always choosing to drown her pain and sorrow in booze.

I had a reason to be worried since she had gone to rehab twice and now refused to go to an AA meeting but atleast she had tried therapy even though she ended up quitting after only two sessions.

"Fuck" I swore quietly.

I really cared for my boss maybe a lot more than I should but I had been there in her worst crises, I had been there when she fell apart when and after Mr. Knight died and I knew how much her father's death had taken it's toll on Reese.

My mind couldn't stop and it kept swirling around my boss and I kept wondering how this would end.

Would she lose to her addiction?

Would she drown farther in her pain?

Would she ever be saved? Did she even need saving?

I fell asleep with a heavy heart and mixed feelings.