2 Weeks later....
It's about 6 when I walk into the break room. This is the only time you will find me in here. After everybody is gone. Or so I thought. Normani is standing at the vending machine.
I guess making a choice between nuts or no nuts in her M&M's.
"Miss. Hamilton ." I whisper in her ear, as I stand close behind her.
"Ms.Hasen." She says breathlessly.
She's smells so good. Like Coconuts. I've been doing my best to avoid her at all cost. It helped I was over in Texas for a week. But, no matter what I do she's always the star of my dreams. There's only so much my hand can do to satisfy me.
When I was in Texas, I tried to pick up a girl at the bar. But, I just couldn't do it. Little Miss. Hamilton is all I want.
And now it's time to make my move.
"What are you doing here so late?" I don't move from behind her. I can see the goosebumps form on the back of her neck.
It's been reported to me that she has been staying late since she started working here, especially on Fridays. However, it's also been reported to me that's she doing a wonderful job as well. Andrea was just telling me this morning she's never had a better assistant.
"Andrea wanted me to finish up some things, before the weekend." She tells me. She turns her body so she looks at me.
"Why don't I believe you?"
She gulps and looks away from me.
"Is something wrong Miss Hamilton ?"
She shakes her head, but I can tell she's lying. I run my hand up and down her shoulder.
"You know you can tell me anything, I can help you."
"I don't know if you can Ms.Hansen." She looks back at me. I could get lost in her eyes forever.
"Try me."
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip, and god if that's not a turn on. I can feel my dick start to swell.
"I just don't like going home if I don't have too." She shrugs.
"Why? Is someone hurting you?" My feel my blood start to boil at the thought of anyone putting their hands on her.
"No." She shakes her head.
"Come, let's go talk in my office." I put my hand on her lower back and help guide her to my office.
I show her to the couch, she sits down and I join next to her.
"I want you to feel safe here, Normani . I want you to be able to share with me."
When the hell did I turn into a damn psychologist?
