by J. L. Beck
Stef and I got along much better than I thought we would, and before long, I had come to think of her as one of my closest friends on the floor. Of course, the others working there were nice to me, but there was a level of reserve between us. I wasn’t certain if I was the one who’d put it there or if they were, but I wasn’t really worried about it.
After all, I had come to be Knox’s personal assistant, not any of theirs, and I would fill the position with all the passion I had in me. He started me off slow…most of my assignments were taking place in the office, basically doing all the things he didn’t want to do. I didn’t have to do much of the work myself, but it was just my job to make sure it got done.
If he wanted something to be reported to HR, I was the one who took care of it. If he wanted a phone call made that he didn’t wish to be a part of personally, I was the one who made it. The more comfortable I became in the office, the more duties he gave me to do, and the more comfortable I became in doing them.
He paid not only for gas for me to get around town for him, but he also gave me a car to run the errands in. Of course, when Daddy raised his eyebrows about me getting a car with this position, he insisted it was nothing more than a company vehicle that I was allowed to use while at work, but I secretly liked to think Knox had given it to me as a personal gift.
I would do anything and everything he asked of me – from running errands to mailing something he wanted mailed immediately, to bringing back lunch or even just a cup of coffee if he asked. Anything I could do to make his day easier – or just to bring a smile to his face which I would do quickly and without question, feeling like I was working with a celebrity each time I did anything.
Of course, I was handsomely rewarded for all the work I did. Knox not only paid me a very large salary for taking on the job to begin with, but he would often let me keep all the extra money as a ‘tip’ for the work I put into doing something. Money was nothing to him – he wouldn’t only give me enough to get lunch from one of the upscale places downtown, but he would give me enough extra money that I would end up with fifty dollars in change for myself.
I wasn’t at all scanty with the tips I would leave people no matter where I went, and I soon became a popular face in many of the different venues I stopped at to grab something to eat or drink.
Money wasn’t the only way he would thank me. When I was with Knox, I felt like I was queen of the world. He would put his hand on my lower back, making me feel safe and secure next to him during all staff meetings. He would brush his arm against mine as he passed me in the hall, and he would put both his hands on my shoulders if he were to come up behind me when I was on the computer.
Of course, I thought nothing of the gestures besides the thrill they gave me – I was still convinced he would be nothing more than a fantasy I would continue to yearn for until the day he finally found someone else to take up his time.
But it didn’t seem to me that he was looking for anyone else. There were women he would tell me he didn’t want to hear from and should they call, I was to tell them he was out of the office and call them back – but not tell him if they left him a message in the first place. If they were to stop by, it was me they had to get through before they were allowed into his office – and it was my job to make sure they weren’t ever allowed in there. Of course, I gladly did this. I hoped he didn’t have a steady girlfriend. I intended to change that, if I could. Yes, it seems brash and hopeful, but then I would remember the kiss and feel emboldened.
The only woman he didn’t tell me to shield him from was his ex-wife. Yes, it did bother me that she was allowed to have access to him, but I did find relief knowing it was unlikely she would ever want to do so. Every time he brought her up it was with disdain for the situation and a relief that he was no longer a part of it, and I found comfort in this.
Of course, I did my own share of the flirting in every way I could. I knew he already liked me, and after the kiss, I had a pretty good idea that he was also attracted to me…so of course, I intended to do anything and everything in my power to encourage him.
“And here is the final report from that deal you signed last week,” I said as I leaned across his desk, handing him the small stack of papers. He reached forward and took them, and I allowed my fingers to brush over his before letting go of the report myself.
Knox studied the paper and shook his head. “These dates are all wrong. Are you sure that we set up the appointment for next month?” he asked me with frustration in his voice.
I walked around the desk so I was behind him, leaning down toward the paper with my head close to his. I had my hand on his shoulder, and he was pointing to the various places on the paper to the listed dates.
“I’m not sure. I just wrote down what was told to me. If there’s a problem with this, then I’ll ask them,” I said with a smile.
“Good girl,” he replied, as he so often did when I said or did something he liked. He reached out and touched the hem of my skirt.
I felt the familiar thrill rush through me. I was wearing a slate grey office skirt that showed off all my curves in just the right way. My father didn’t approve of the shape or style, which made me love it all the more.
And I knew Knox was in love with it as well.
“I’ll have another copy to you by the end of the hour,” I said as I walked toward the door. I swung my hips a little more than usual, and smiled to myself when I could hear his excited breathing behind me. “Does that work for you?” I asked, turning quickly as I reached to close the door behind me.
His eyes darted from my ass to my face as he gave me a hungry smile. “That’s perfect,” Knox said.
Chapter 4
“And that’s a week!” I said triumphantly as I set the file on Knox’s desk.
He had leaned back in his chair with his hands clasped behind his head, looking up at the ceiling.
I was having a difficult time knowing if he was disinterested in what I had to say, or if he was just over the week himself. It had been stressful on everyone, and I was glad to have him there to help me through it all.
“Goodnight you two, I’m heading home,” Stef said as she poked her head into the office.
I turned quickly to smile at her.
Knox looked down from his arrogant pose. “Goodnight, have a great weekend,” he said.
I also bid her goodnight and listened as her footsteps faded in the room toward the door. The echoing sound of the door closing rattled through the office, and I felt my heart skip a beat.
We were alone.
“Is that good enough for you?” I asked.
Knox sighed as he leaned forward. “What’s this?” he asked as he pointed to something on the paper.
As I so often did, I walked around to his same side of the desk to see what he was pointing at, and I sighed as I read the error. “I can go take care of that right now,” I said as I reached for the paper. But his hand lingering at the top of my skirt was enough to stop me. My breathing was already getting heavier, and I could feel my hands trembling.
“It’s nothing that can’t be taken care of on Monday, isn’t it?” he asked.
I let go of the sheet. “I suppose. I just like to get things done right away,” I said with a flirtatious tease.
He was looking at me with the same look he had just before he kissed me, and I could feel my own breath trembling. His hand wandered down to the hem of my skirt.
I gasped as I felt him lifting it.
“You are just so sexy,” he whispered.
I turned suddenly and looked at him. Without a word, I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his, kissing him as I had seen in films so many times. When I pulled back, I could see the passion in his eyes once more, and I turned back to the desk. “Please,” I said as I lifted my skirt. I wasn’t wearing any underwear – I never liked the lines they left under this skirt, and I refused to wear a thong.
He rose from his chair behind me, and I gasped as his hands explored my ass a
nd my clit. “You’re so wet,” he breathed.
I leaned back, pressing my ass against the bulge in his pants, and he gasped. With a sudden, fluid motion, he turned me around and lifted me onto the desk, kissing me with his lips, his tongue. He nibbled at my neck with his teeth, and his hands groped my breasts over my shirt. I reached forward and started unbuttoning his. Our breathing was growing with intensity as each second passed, and within seconds, he was helping me pull his shirt off. I rolled it from his shoulders, leaning back on the desk and looking over his perfect body.
His skin was tan and his body muscular. His nipples were even darker, and I couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss them – to bite them myself. He was a sexy as I’d dreamed abut.
Knox groaned, and in another fluid motion, he had my shirt unbuttoned. He unhooked my bra, revealing breasts that were large, full, and round. “Damn!” he breathed as he dove into them.
I leaned back and moaned, enjoying each second of his breath against them. He took my nipples in his teeth and bit at them, sending pain and thrills of pleasure through me. But he didn’t stop there. He began kissing me, moving downward between my breasts and down my stomach, skipping my skirt and licking between my legs.
I felt his tongue glide in and out between my lips, sucking on my clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure running through my body. I wasn’t a virgin, but never in my life had I had sex like this. He was taking me to a whole new world, and I was desperately begging to be taken there. He rose suddenly, his hands at his pants. I reached forward and helped him undo his belt, yanking down his pants and exposing his throbbing cock.
I gasped at the sight of it.
Knox laughed. “What’s the matter, little girl? Haven’t you ever seen a big boy before?” he asked.
I shook my head. “Never one like this!” I was leaning forward on the desk, but I wasn’t certain what I ought to do next.
He grabbed my head and pulled me forward, and I started licking and sucking at his cock. He moaned and shuddered at the pleasure of it. “Dammit Meagan! You’re a natural!” he breathed.
I did my best to smile, my mouth full of him.
He suddenly pulled me up and turned me around. I was facing the desk once more, and I put my hands on it in anticipation. He spread my legs with his own, and pressed the head of his massive dick against my lips. “Are you ready?” he asked. He didn’t wait for a reply, but rather shoved himself deep inside me.
I cried out from surprise mixed with pain, as well as pleasure. He was so massive, I felt like he was splitting me right in half. He shuddered and groaned about how tight I was, and I could barely let out how big he was. Knox didn’t waste any time thrusting, however, and with each new pump, I moaned with more pleasure.
He reached around and grabbed my breasts, massaging them, squeezing them in his hands. His dick was pounding into me with each new thrust that he made, and within seconds, I was screaming with pleasure as he brought me to orgasm. The man had control over my body like no one ever before. I marveled at the ease in which he got me so turned on and made me come before I could even fathom what was happening.
He grabbed my hips, holding me still, thrusting into me with more power now, and I held onto the desk, steadying myself. He made a few more deep thrusts, then I heard him moan as he twitched inside me. I could feel his pulsing cock as he emptied his cum deep into me, and I sighed with satisfaction. I’d never felt a man so well inside me. I stood up as best I could.
He held me against him, still massaging my breasts and kissing my neck. “My God, Meagan – that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” he breathed into my ear.
I smiled and pressed my ass against him once more. I could feel him twitch with the pleasure of it, and I looked over my shoulder into his eyes. “Me too,” I said with a coy smile. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, and I felt another surge of a thrill run through me. Not only was his massive cock inside me, surrounded by the cum he’d just pumped into me, but his tongue was now down my throat as well. This was heaven like I’d never known existed, and I thought I might faint from the sheer joy of it. We kissed like that for a moment, his hands still groping my firm breasts.
Then, with a sudden movement, he pulled himself out of me. I could feel the wet, warm stream running down my leg, but I was quick to cover it with my skirt. I started to pull my bra back on, but he stopped me.
“Just a second,” Knox said as he buried his face in my tits once more. After sucking on both of them and giving them a final kiss, he looked up at me. “You have a great weekend,” he said.
I smiled coyly as I slipped on my bra and began buttoning my shirt.I’d already had the best time in the world. I’d also never had such hot sex before. “You as well.” I smirked as I walked toward the door.
Chapter 5
Going home that Friday night I felt like I was on top of the world, but nothing could prepare me for how I felt the next morning. No, nothing happened during the night. I’d gone home, and it ended up being the same kind of evening I always had with my father.
He had a couple of drinks, asked me about my day, and settled in with one of the games he wanted to watch.
I, of course, pampered myself dearly, with all of the things I could now afford working with Knox.I’d turned my private bathroom into something of a private spa, complete with anything and everything I wanted to have a good hour or two to myself.
But the next morning when I woke, I was in panic mode. I felt guilty about being the girl who’d slept with my boss, regardless of who he was. I wondered if he felt guilty as well, and I wasn’t sure if I felt happy or devastated when there weren’t any text messages on my phone after I checked it for the hundredth time.
I knew I couldn’t tell my father about what happened, and I certainly wasn’t going to text Stef. She probably noticed all the flirting between us anyway, and I wasn’t going to confirm anything in her mind that there might be something going on between us. But with my imagination getting the best of me, all I could think of was how there was going to be some sort of scandal my father would get blamed for, and he would regret that he ever got me the job working with Knox in the first place.
So, I did the one thing that I could think of doing—calling my lifelong best friend and number one ally, Kenzie.
“I can’t believe you did that! That’s like so…badass!” Kenzie’s voice came through the phone
I nearly dropped my phone at her response. “Do you think so?” I asked, wondering if the skepticism was shining through, belying what I felt.
“Sure, you only see that sort of thing taking place in the movies, and here you are, living it up. Go for it, Girl!” She sounded jubilant.
I was having a difficult time trusting how to take her tone. Did she really mean she liked it this much? Was she being sarcastic? It was impossible for me to know. “I mean, thanks, I just—you know. I’ve always loved this guy, and I’m just scared now that I’ve made a mistake. You know what they say? Hit it and quit it.” I know I shouldn’t feel that way, but I worry.” I let my voice trail off.
“Let me tell you something – you are used to dealing with high school guys, but we aren’t in high school anymore! We are grown ass women now, and it’s time that we started acting like it. Now, I’m going to tell you what you are going to do – and you’re going to listen!” Kenzie said her voice serious.
I could hear by the sound of Kenzie’s tone that she was genuine in her reaction, and she thought I was overreacting with my own. I chuckled. “Alright, tell me what I’m going to do,” I challenged.
She sighed.
I knew she was thinking I was making fun of her, and perhaps there was a small part of me that was – but I still felt curious and wanted to know what she had to say. I listened as she told me to keep up doing what I’d been doing – and to not worry about the rest. Part of me felt relieved to hear her say so, but another part of me wondered if she was right about it.
I mean, Kenzie always did have the
best ideas, and of everyone I knew, she’d been the one with the best track record for relationships. Even my own father had a tough time keeping a relationship for more than a few months. Ever since my mother died, it had been the same pattern with him. The same that it had been for me and virtually everyone else I knew.
Things were great for a while, then they slowly dissolved. If I’d charged him a dollar every time he told me he thought he found the woman who would eventually be my stepmother, I would be the one with millions. But, I’d grown to accept it and love him for it, knowing he was just like me and everyone else I knew, even when it came to relationships.
“I guess I could give it a try,” I said rather timidly.
Kenzie laughed. “That’s the only way you are going to know for sure.”
I sighed. She was right – what was the worst that could happen? Perhaps Knox would break my heart and tell me I wasn’t anything more than a fling – it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing if I thought about it. Then, what if it was more serious than that? Perhaps my dreams were going to come true and this could be the man I would marry.
“You never know until you try…honestly thought, Meg, I think that you’re taking this all too seriously. I mean we’re young and we’ve still got our entire lives ahead of us. Let’s not take this too seriously, okay?” Kenzie yawned over the phone.
I shook my head. It might be too late. I had loved Knox from afar for a while now. “Are you hungover?” I asked.
She made a hissing noise into the phone. “Mom had a few friends over for drinks last night, then they ended up leaving and left all the booze behind. I was only going to have a couple but, you know.”
I rolled my eyes. There were times when I really wished her mother and my father had gotten together. We were so much alike in some ways and so different in others, I would have loved it if we could have grown up as sisters in addition to the best friends we already were. “Well, remember to drink a lot of orange juice and take it easy. Are you working today?”
