by Tyla Walker
"I know you like your coffee with one teaspoon of creamer, and you seem to dislike it cold," I start.
This is better than saying I'm into him!
"You keep busy at your laptop, but you're still sensitive to the slightest sound in the room as if you're always waiting for something. You don't fully close the door. You keep two pens on your table even if the other one doesn't work," I narrate to him.
"Well, I'm impressed. You're a good observer," Alex tells me. "Why did they put you in medical? You'd be a great spy."
Alex's closeness is disconcerting. It's making me think of other unspeakable things.
"I've always been an observant person. I'm wary of most people and keen with details," I reply to him.
"Well, I like it when you observe me. I usually don't like the feeling of being watched, but if it's your eyes gazing at me... I wouldn't mind." My face heats up because of Alex's statement.
Now, he's clearly flirting.
We've been having this flirty banter since I started, but no one has acted on anything yet. We always remain a few inches apart from each other, careful to create a safe distance between commander and subordinate.
But it's getting shorter.
"What can I say, I have a great eye," I wittily say to Alex, a lopsided grin on my face. I admit that I've been attracted to him, like so many other girls.
But I'm different from them. I don't fawn over Alex. I've always stayed away from the man. Also, he always made me do the rounds, even in the middle of winter.
And it was freezing! But I never broke, I never let him see me weak or fragile — I acted tough.
But right now, he didn't know I wanted him to push me against his table and do unspeakable things to my body. Oh, God, I want him to dominate me.
I shiver at the thought of Alex doing such things to me. I want him to give it to me hard. I clench the edge of my table, wrestling control of my body.
The tension between us is skyrocketing. One of these days, someone will snap and totally go crazy. I'll probably be the first one to give in.
"Excuse me, sir," I stand up without looking back as I run away from the office.
Three
Alex
I think I need to unwind from all this work. I toss the papers in my hand onto my desk before massaging my temples. Yeah, that's precisely what I'm going to do.
I don't want to drink alone, though. I stand and lean on the doorframe as I scan the almost empty room just outside of my office. Who's the lucky chosen one to accompany me?
I smirk to myself as I fixate my eyes on a particular individual. I think she needs a break from all of this too. I slowly eye her while she continues fixing the things on her desk. I stop as my eyes reach the unbuttoned area of her clothing.
I subconsciously bite my lips at the sight of her breasts, slightly peeking through. It's playing peek-a-boo, igniting my desire.
What am I thinking? I only want someone to accompany me to have a drink with. I start walking towards her, stopping just an inch away from her desk.
"So, do you have plans tonight?" I place my hand on top of Tessa's desk, full of papers. I lean a little towards her direction.
She jolts a bit as she looks up, obviously not expecting me. I chuckle at the expression on her face.
"So, do you?" I ask Tessa one more time.
"Uh – I – No, I don't have any," Tessa sounds breathy.
Am I really that good-looking to startle her like this?
"Good. We're going to grab drinks," I tell Tessa with a no-nonsense voice.
Tessa looks behind her, checking to see if she's really the one that I'm talking to.
"Me?" She points to herself, still, obviously unsure.
"Yes, Tessa, you," I confirm. "Now, let's get out of here."
I can feel Tessa hesitates for a second before standing up to follow me out of the building. She can't say no, and she knows that I never take no for an answer. Plus, she has to do whatever I say. I'm her superior, after all.
Well, she can refuse. But she doesn't have to dwell on that. I think she wants to obey. I grin inside.
"Have a good night, Sergeant," one of the guard’s' nod as he opens the gate for me.
I nod back before looking over my shoulder to check if Tessa is still behind me. Is she really that nervous? She can't even remove her eyes from the floor.
"So, how's work treating you?" I casually ask, trying to break the ice. We get in my car. I open the door for her.
Did I go over the top with my flirting these past few days?
"Huh?" It looks like Tessa's not listening. I wonder what's going through her mind? She's clearly not paying attention.
"I asked how work's treating you." I pause. "Are you okay?"
"Sorry, I guess I'm just a bit tired, but I'm okay," she responds. "I have no complaints, though. I really like what I'm doing."
Tessa gives me a small smile before turning her head back to face the window as I enter the driver's seat. She doesn't want to talk to me?
There's a deafening silence in the car as I drive to our destination. Tessa looks tired. I feel a bit guilty for dragging her here.
After twenty minutes, we arrive.
"We're here," I announce as I turn off the engine of the car. Tessa unbuckles her seatbelt and opens the door to get out.
"Look, I know you're wondering why I asked you to keep me company," I hurry to explain.
Tessa stops her movement and turns to me. She's looking at me with those beautiful eyes of hers, making my thoughts go haywire.
"To be honest, I was randomly looking for someone to grab a drink with. Then, I saw you at your desk earlier and thought you needed to relax, too," I add.
We gaze at each other, then, Tessa smiles.
"I guess I need it," Tessa tells me. We get down the car together and walk side by side to the bar. I'm happy that she's walking beside me normally, unlike before.
The guards greet us, and I allow her to enter first.
"Ladies first," I tell her.
"A gentleman," Tessa gives me a once over, lingering on my face. "I like it."
Damn, she's hot.
I follow after Tessa, and we found empty seats at the bar counter.
"I'll have a glass of bourbon, please," I order from the bartender. "What about you?"
"Tequila, with lime for me, please," Tessa says to the bartender as she smirks at me.
Well, she's not kidding around. It looks like she wants to get wasted.
Tessa takes a sip of her drink, and we casually start talking about work and all. This feels actually nice. She's a terrific company.
When she's not moody.
I smirk when I watch her down another shot of tequila. This girl can actually drink. Then, she starts sucking on the lime.
I think the alcohol is starting to hit me. It's making me imagine Tessa's lips sucking something else... and it's definitely not the lime. My eyes travel back down to her unbuttoned shirt, this time showing more skin than earlier. How can a uniform look so sexy?
"I need to use the ladies' room for a second," Tessa excuses herself. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear her voice.
I chuckle a bit at the way she's walking. Tessa's obviously drunk, swaying after each step that she takes. Actually, it's kind of sexy.
I decide to follow her to make sure that she's okay, and no one will try to take advantage of her. I get up from my seat and start heading to the restrooms.
I wait outside, but she's been in there for almost fifteen minutes. Do women take this long to do what they do?
"Hey, Tessa, are you okay?" I knock at the door.
Before my knuckles could connect to the door again, it swings open, revealing a very drunk Tessa. She stops me from saying another word, and she quickly pulls me inside the empty ladies' room.
For the first time tonight, I'm the one who's surprised because of her actions. She pushes me against the door and reaches over to lock it.
"You know, I've wanted to get
you alone for a while now," Tessa traces the buttons of my shirt with her finger. "But, I can't do that at work because I'm your subordinate, right?"
Tessa's definitely not herself right now... I mean, her usual self. She wraps her arms around my neck. I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up from her touch.
Tessa makes me shiver... these is perilous, unchartered waters.
"Prove it that you're the boss," Tessa breathes heavily, almost moaning in a very sexy manner. Fuck, she's making me so hard right now, I'm speechless. I didn't expect this from her at all. What should I do?
I'm torn.
Tessa gazes at my eyes and at my lips. Then, she trails her fingers on my nose. She's playing with fire.
"Show me who's boss, my sexy drill Sergeant," Tessa whispers while her lips are inches away from mine. She leans in to kiss me, but I gently stop her.
A challenge...I growl. It's not that I don't want to. Believe me, I would love to kiss Tessa, do more to her. But she's not thinking straight at the moment, and I don't like to take advantage of the situation.
And the biggest reason is that... she's my subordinate. I don't want to get in trouble just because I can't control her – or myself, for that matter.
Four
Alex
My head fucking hurts. I forgot how a hangover can be such a bitch. I bury my face back into my pillows as I dwell on the effects of all the drinks from last night.
But all my bitching slowly subsides as I recall last night's events. I still can't believe it, but in a good way, I guess? A smirk creeps on my face as I imagine Tessa.
Shit, I'm getting hard just thinking about Tessa. I feel my hardness through my boxers as I run a hand on my cock. If it weren't for that stupid rule, I don't have to just imagine things.
I sigh before deciding to get up from the bed and head over to the kitchen. I grab a glass from one of the cupboards and start filling it up with water. I instantly finish the contents and make my way to the bathroom.
My phone lights up as I'm dressing up. My colleagues are probably looking for me since I'm not at my post yet. I'm always on time.
I run both of my hands on my uniform to straighten it up a bit. I grab my things before walking towards the door.
Great, I really want to see Tessa.
"Good day, Sergeant Dean!" One by one, people greet me as I pass them.
I immediately find myself scanning the room for Tessa's figure. My eyes quickly spot her. Well, at least one of us is here early.
Tessa didn't even look up from whatever files she's reading. She seems to be busy with something, considering that she's burying her face on the pile of folders on her desk.
"Good morning, everyone!" I instantly notice Tessa stiffen when she hears my voice.
I guess she's very aware of what she did last night. This day is looking great. How does she intend to deal with me?
And I found out, after an hour.
She's passing back and forth in front of my door without even acknowledging me, not even a single glance. Last night must be eating her up, making her embarrassed.
I don't want her to ignore me, though.
I guess Tessa's very aware of my presence, and I like the idea of me occupying her thoughts. I need her here, in my office and close to me. I order someone to call her in.
Tessa looks surprised and turns hesitant as she gazes at my office. My lips curve. She seems like a scared little lamb, and I'm the wolf waiting for my dinner.
But Tessa has to obey, orders are absolute. She enters my office.
"Uh – you wanted to see me?" Tessa asks me. She's trying to sound confident, and she's failing spectacularly.
I bet her heart is about to jump out of her chest. I want to drag this moment longer, I want her here.
"Yes, I did," I start. "I want you to review these papers and give them back to me later this afternoon."
I casually hand out a folder filled with random files. Tessa looks at my hand for a good second before reaching out to take it. I really feel like saying something, but I have to stop myself if I want to prolong this.
"Is this all, Sergeant?" Tessa asks me, she's composed. I give her that. She recovers fast.
My mind immediately recalls the words that came out of her mouth last night. Sexy Drill Sergeant. I want to hear it again from her sinful mouth.
"Should there be anything else?" I ask. I don't want her in control... I need her to go wild.
Like last night.
"Uh, no – I – I'll give these back to you as soon as I finish them," Tessa replies, and without waiting for me to say anything more, she rushes back to her desk.
I've been glancing at her once in a while in the last few hours. I can't seem to concentrate on my work, as bits and pieces of last night's scenario keep playing back like a broken record. Don't get me wrong, I did drink a lot. But somehow, every detail is still so vivid in my memory despite the amount of alcohol I drank last night.
I can't help but imagine if I did say yes to her advances. What if I let her kiss me? What if we did end up having sex last night?
Fuck, all these what-ifs are making me want it even more. I can feel myself get harder the more I keep thinking about it.
I go out to the office pantry and start fixing myself a cup of coffee. What if I make a deal with Tessa? I take a sip of my coffee as I start thinking about a plan.
I put down my cup and start planning as soon as I made my decision. I pass by Tessa, and it looks like she's done with the paperwork.
"Are you going to take those to my office now?" I casually ask her, and she just nods.
"Perfect, then let's head to my office then," I walk ahead of her and ask her to shut the door.
I subtly pull down the window blinds so that it would cover the glass separating my office from the outside.
"Do you really think I forgot about what you did last night?" I start as I lean back on the edge of my desk.
"I'm sorry. I was – uh – just-" Tessa stammers, trying to think about what to say. I took her by surprise.
"I've been thinking about it, and I have a proposition for you," I tap my finger on my table. Tessa's eyes widen a bit.
"A proposition?" she asks, sounding breathless.
"That's right, a proposition," I say as I start walking closer to her.
I take the folder off of her hands and toss it back to my desk. Tessa stares at me.
"I know you want this as much as I do," I gently grab her hand and let her feel my hard cock. Tessa gasps, and she visibly quakes.
"What – what are you doing?" Tessa questions but still allowing me to continue.
"This is my proposition," I declare. "You and I can continue what was about to happen last time. Anytime and anywhere."
"But what about the rule?" I know she's hesitant, but we can work around that stupid rule. I've had enough of it.
"No one has to know," I say as I clench her hand slightly to make her hold my cock over my pants. It feels so fucking good, I groan softly.
Tessa stays silent, obviously still hesitating whether or not she'll accept my proposition. I know what will make her say yes.
I pull her closer to me as I slide my hand under her skirt. I rub her pussy through her underwear and quickly insert my hand so I can fully feel her wetness. I slowly slide my finger inside of her making her gasp.
Perfect uniform. I should make Tessa wear this every day.
"So, what do you say?" I whisper in her ear as I continue to slide my fingers in and out of her entrance.
"Yes," Tessa whispers. Fuck, I'm so fucking horny.
"What was that?" I want to hear her repeat it.
Tessa shut her eyes as she tries to stop herself from moaning in pleasure. Oh God, she's so fucking wet.
"Yes, Sergeant Dean. Yes!"
Five
Alex
We wait for everyone to leave the office. It's already half past six in the evening. I inform everyone that I'd be staying behind to catch up on work, and I wan
t Tessa to remain behind as well since she is under my wing.
No one would notice anything suspicious. I'm Tessa's commanding officer, after all. I instruct the last person to lock the main door upon leaving, saying that I don't want any disturbance from anyone.
The guards just stay outside when there are still people inside. This room is soundproof.
I do have intentions of catching up on work; however, there's nothing wrong with having fun while we're at it. You know, as others would say, it's like hitting two birds with one stone.
As soon as the last person is out of the office, I walk over to the pantry. I know that Tessa is there since I did ask her to prepare some more coffee.
I stand by the entrance of the pantry, and immediately see her facing the coffee machine. I slowly move my eyes up and down her body. The uniform she's in perfectly emphasizes her curves.
I walk closer to her and start massaging her breasts. She probably knows that we're the only people in the office since there's no resistance from her whatsoever.
"So, how will this work?" Tessa whispers as she enjoys my hands touching her.
"Well, when people are around, we have to keep this to ourselves. We have to be professional," I slowly bend her ass and rub my crotch on it. "And when it's just us, we could be as unprofessional as we want."
She removes my hands from her breasts and turns to face me. She sits on the counter and uses her legs to bring me closer. She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.
"No strings attached?" Tessa whispers inches away from my mouth.
"No strings attached, only pure unadulterated fun," I whisper against her lips.
Tessa's lips crash onto mine slowly and aggressively. I can feel how much she's been wanting this, and it shows.
I slip my tongue inside her mouth hungrily, which she gladly accepts. Our tongues are going back and forth inside each other's mouth, sweeping and stroking each other.
Fuck, I just want to be inside her now.
