Just Another Day at the Office - Part One

Just Another Day at the Office - Part One

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I noticed him through a window during the job interview. The way my mind raced and my heart fluttered, it was obvious how much I wanted him. It was by sheer luck that I managed to land the job, because I certainly wasn't in any condition to respond sensibly to the questions that came my way. But it's not easy talking to someone, who seemingly wants to be nowhere near where they are. To someone who would rather disappear every lunch hour than spend it getting to know their new trainee. John was exactly my type, even if that's hard to believe. I don't go for the stereotypical Calvin Klein underwear model type, you see. I may be petite, but I like my men with a bit - OK, a lot - of meat on them. It may have been just another day at the office for the rest of our colleagues, but for me, it was the start of hopefully something amazing. A love story that could leave me broken, but preferably one that might turn John and me into one of those smug, in love couples which everyone just hates to be around.
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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