Helios

by Anja Fuerst

  We were silent for a moment. Each stuck to his own thoughts. Stood with his head down, playing with the food on my plate. Every second that passed had less interest for her.

  - What do you expect working with us? - I looked at him, once again looked at me intently. Smile.

  - At the moment, I can only hope that the short time we spend here has enough weight so that my resume is analyzed with respect by other companies.

  - Only that? - I evaluated their eyes searching for answers. Where he was going? - Missy is formed in the economy, and with excellent grades. You should not be looking for something in your area? - Of course I was looking for. But stay a while next to a CEO like him, already counted as a great experience.

  - I think I will learn a lot while you're here - he laughed seeming to be satisfied with my answer.

  - Keep your eyes wide open then. We have business with the whole world. This is a site of information that can help her and to understand how the world market.

  - I'll stay. Thank you!

  I sipped some water and found his eyes. Again Mr. Carter was with his elbows on the table. His hands folded in front of his face, thumbs touching the lips. Again he seemed to see me beyond clothing, smoothing deftly my skin.

  I looked away for a glimpse of his tongue skimming by lips, behind the hands. I crossed my legs in a ridiculous attempt to contain the heat that flooded me. My breathing was accelerated.

  What I would expect that first day of work, in the first moments had been totally fascinated by him? As a completely unknown man could move me so much? Where were my consistent and correct thoughts? Why is my guardian angel did not appear at that time to prevent me from thinking so many forbidden things related to that seductive stranger? I was lost. I was fully aware of it, but the worst part was that neither was considering the idea of being found. Only swimming as the tide.

  CHAPTER 5

  The alarm went tearing me sleep, or rather the dream. Of course I had dreamed of him. How not dream after all the intensity of our day? It seemed so real that gave disgust wake. I could still feel his lips on my skin ... burned. What a crazy thing!

  I was still too tired even having slept, and at that time raise was the last thing my body wanted. Sleeping was difficult. I lived the most different and extraordinary emotions the day before. Meet Mr. Carter, in those circumstances, the little fight, ours, or mine, maddening horny moments, the quiet, the provocation. Holy shit! How would manage to complete the four-month internship at his side, if every second was full of unknown sensations?

  I lifted my body just to turn off the alarm. Needed to get an hour earlier or Nicole would pay for that slip. It was not fair, mainly because she was being nice to me. I got up at once to face the shower. I felt still floating so new, especially the way I reacted to my boss. The way he looked at me, and made me feel touched.

  If only his eyes I was like that, imagine how I would feel in your arms? My whole body tingled. I could not think of it that way. Mr. Carter was my boss. My beautiful, sexy, charming and very rich boss. He needed to put his head in place to be able to reach on time.

  Despite everything that happened the day before, still did not understand or believe that a man like Mr. Carter, could feel some interest for a woman like me. If he really was interested in a woman like me. Curiosity? Perhaps. After all I had too much to attract him?

  Okay I'm not ugly but my beauty is simple, quite common.

  A man as he surely could have the most beautiful women in the city to your fingertips. I sighed. I still have to arrange flowers to Tanya and a gift for Olivia. Who were these women? My God! There were so many questions.

  The last meeting had taken and was also much more tiring than I thought. Several presentations on slides and numerous documents to be distributed. My feet still hurt only at the memory. High heels were not even my beach. I missed you so much of my old shoes. They would have to wait until the weekend. This is Mr. Carter not invented to schedule more meetings or last minute trips.

  When he was almost finished, I heard the phone ringing somewhere. I left the shower, wrapped myself quickly in the towel and ran to look for the bag. The sound persisted in breaking into the room, leaving me with every touch more anxious because I could not remember where he had left. I took the clothes worn the day before, they were played on the old armchair of the room and found the bag beneath it. The phone still rang insistently. I managed to meet before the connection went down.

  - Melissa? - Immediately recognized the voice of Nicole.

  - Yes, Nicole?

  - Where are you? - I was about to answer, but she did not let me speak. - For God's sake, tell me you've come to the company.

  -. I'm still not at home, but I'll be there on time ...

  - You're late - Nicole looked nervous.

  -. Not arranged that there would come an hour earlier, still I got twenty minutes - checked the clock on my nightstand.

  - Melissa. You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago. When combined with Robert an earlier time was an hour earlier than thirty minutes should come before its time. That is, you are late.

  - Oh my God, Nicole! I'm going.

  I ran to the wardrobe. I grabbed a black pants of an old set that still served, played over a black shirt buttons on the front. I thanked him for not having washed their hair, or would have to leave them wet, and the day was cold, held in a ponytail, put on my makeup case in the bag, I wore the same jumps that I had left on the bedroom door the night before I took the bag and ran to the car. exactly five minutes it took me to do all this, so it was very likely that was a disaster.

  I drove as fast as possible, within the limits established for the streets of Chicago, but only managed to reach the company at the time it had scheduled to arrive before the call from Nicole. It was so absurd that obsession with time. Always late, always late. I felt like I was living the life of "Alice in Wonderland" with the rabbit and his watch, always busy because it was concerned about the time.

  This time, I was careful to park in a spot for mortals. It was not too difficult. There were few cars parked due to time. Once I got to the fifth floor I saw Nicole sitting at the reception desk. His eyes fixed on the phone to him. As soon as he saw me jumped up starting to babble.

  - Melissa. Oh my God! Glad you came, I was desperate. If Robert decided to call check ... Wait. What's that you're wearing?

  I looked at me trying to see what he was wearing so absurd. What was wrong with my clothes? It was a pair of pants and a dress shirt. It was not stunning, but also was not messed up. Okay it might be something more glamorous, but it was not so below standard that the company required.

  - Ah! It was the first outfit I found when you called me. Yesterday I got so tired I did not set aside anything to wear. I thought I would have time. Will my makeup before everyone to come - for her face I knew that would not be enough. - All right, Nicole - sighed defeated. - I will stay only in the office. Today Mr. Carter will spend the day analyzing contracts and spreadsheets. We have no meetings or external commitments.

  I was about to cry for my stupidity in choosing clothes. For her disgusted face, it must be horrible even.

  - You can not present to Robert dressed like that. Come with me, I think I can fix.

  He took my hand and pulling me out with quick steps through the same room as the previous day was full of employees looking at me. But at that moment, the room was empty, which facilitated that Nicole took me almost flying through the tables to reach your door without handle. We passed it without slowing down the steps. As we entered, she started to pull my shirt up.

  - Get rid of it. Fast! - Promptly obeyed. - Take off your pants too. I think I have something here that should serve you. We do not use the same number. Definitely - laughed causing me immediately, I felt fat.

  He entered the same hiding place as it was when I first saw him, leaving me in the middle of your living room wearing only panties and bra. Died of fear of being caught half naked for any unsuspecting person who may
come sooner to resolve outstanding issues. Although still Nicole soon returned holding something white.

  - Quick view it.

  He played for me at hand without looking at me directly. I was grateful. I took already opening it to analyze. It was a dress with square neckline. I would be very fair.

  - Let's talk while I try to fix you. It does not take much to do well here in the company - Nicole walked over to his desk back then with several papers in hands. - View up soon, Melissa. Oh my God! If Robert comes here and takes you this way I can not imagine the mess that would be.

  I threw the dress in his arms passing it quickly over his head. How had thought the dress was too stuck, but the length was good. Really wanted a mirror to know how outrageous it was. It was very normal I wear clothes that showed my curves so.

  - It's just too much, Nicole.

  My will was to take that dress to put back my pants. At least it would not be embarrassing to see everyone staring at me as surely would if I dared walk the sectors with those clothes. But she was not paying any attention to what I was saying. Her huge eyes were analyzing me, his right hand was on the chin as his finger brushed her lips. The same craze Mr. Carter.

  - Your skin is clearer than I imagined. Your face will be deleted. Let's go. Loosen this hair - counteracted, obeyed. I pulled the rubber band that held my hair and dropped over his shoulder. - Great! light skin, dark hair ... Hum! - The index finger gave little touches the lips. - I think a good makeup will complement the look. Not that its natural beauty no longer do this work, but nothing like a makeup done well to leave a beautiful even more beautiful woman.

  - Nicole, I do not intend to work in this way, I ...

  - Melissa, I understand that better than you - her tiny feet hit the floor reprimand to my comment. I was amused. - The first rule is to be presentable to the height of the importance of this company, that is, nothing to work dressed anyway.

  - Oh really?

  -. No, actually this is my rule, but it seems that everyone here think like me, so ... - smiled making me admire her even more. - You work for the most important of all positions, it is essential that is always impeccable, looking good. Imagine if an unforeseen happens, and Robert need to attend a meeting with some big shot? Have you ever thought how it would be embarrassing you be dressed anyway? A man in his position can not be accompanied by a person who does not show care with their appearance.

  - I was not so awful - I tried to convince myself.

  If all that were true I was completely lost. My clothes were not so wonderful. I've always preferred loose clothing, especially comfortable. Until that moment had never been a problem.

  - Oh, I was yes. I'm sorry! I'm really very critical. His yesterday's clothes were acceptable, but today ... Uh huh! - She turned her head from one side to the other in negative.

  - Come. I'm going on makeup you as we speak.

  - I'm hungry, nervous, needing a coffee or else I'll have a nervous breakdown at any time.

  - Black coffee? - He raised an eyebrow. I nodded in agreement with his suggestion. - Equal to Robert. Interesting - Nicole turned to pull a chair practically throwing me on it. - We'll have time. Now, let's see what the best foundation for your skin type. Of course your skin is fantastic! Not need more than pencils, mascara and lipstick, but it is always good to do the full service - I closed my eyes giving up fight. It seemed nothing could stop her from continuing. - It is important, Melissa ...

  - You can call me Mel.

  - Honey, great! Call me Nick, Honey ... As I was saying, it is important that you know all sectors of the company, and also know all the important directors. Today we will visit each of them, but only after Robert out for lunch. It seems that he and Tanya will have lunch together, then we will have more time - Tanya again. Hmm! It could be a girlfriend?

  - You know enough of his life.

  - Of course. Robert is not just my boss, he's my brother - I opened my eyes in amazement. How I not thought about it? - I thought someone had told him. Gossip run loose by our runners - she laughed freely while working on my face. - I, Robert and Bruno, are brothers. Paul and Tanya are brothers. Ah! Paul and I are engaged. Nobody was keen to tell you the summit of life details of C & H Medical Systems?

  - Not really.

  - Do not worry. Robert can be annoying, but it's a great person.

  - We have not had time ...

  - Well ... Adam Simpson is the son of Tanya and Paul's father's wife, but they do not consider themselves brothers, and in fact are not. Alexa is Bruno's girlfriend. Too much information, right?

  - This is part of the company's rules?

  -. No. You're right, just made sure to comment because not talking about anything other than his arrival. It seems that Adam succumbed to its charms. And from what I know Robert, and heard from Paul, this will not work. Even Bruno, who is crazy about Alexa, made some comments about it. So I warn you ... Stay away from all of them. All the same. Adam does not date anyone. Moreover, it is certainly not the ideal person to start a relationship in this business. By the way, Robert is totally against relationships between employees, only tolerates my Paul and Alexa with Bruno because we are also shareholders, besides being extremely discreet - stopped to think a moment. - Although not believe it to be the most correct person to collect it, but ... Anyway, back to the rules ... - my face gave the embarrassment he was feeling.

  Nicole was making it clear that Mr. Carter was an incorrigible womanizer. I have to be careful. She kept talking.

  - Robert is obsessed with time, you've probably noticed, this can never be delays. People arrive early so that their work is not adversely affected by the delay of the other. Robert needs your desk as air to live, it has many functions and it is impossible to remember everything or solve alone. It is also a bit centralizer. Of course! Pirou long after ... After a few incidents happened with our family. The fact is that it really takes a lot, but it is not a dictator. If you can be the professional he needs, will take the letter.

  I smiled remembering how much it was hard to be "professional" it needs. I was only human. I knew how much it would be difficult to work with him, on the other hand, it was good to be under "his orders." But my boss was an inveterate womanizer, which reminded me that this point should not be taken into consideration.

  - Ready. Is perfect!

  She handed me a mirror. I looked and I froze with my image. My lips were larger and red. I took the fingers to them.

  - Red!

  - Perfect, is not it?

  - Flamboyant and outrageous.

  - ... Melissa honey. Red is perfect. Such a clear skin as its does not make the vulgar color. On the contrary, it was fantastic. It's wonderful.

  - Not to work.

  - Of course yes. I, who am responsible for the rules, I'm saying yes - her hands to her waist joining eyebrows. I laughed.

  - This is not going to work.

  - It's over. Let's go. We have a delicious breakfast waiting for us. Take it - gave me lipstick identified as what was used on me. - It is to keep the bright color all day - I kept in my purse, which now does not match at all with new clothes and followed Nicole.

  After a long breakfast and many rules of which I was informed that he could not forget, ever, Nicole released me to take the elevator, and thus can arrive early to my room. At least have time to check all the day's activities.

  Once I got my bag discarded in one of the drawers, taking out before the iphone. I opened my e-mails, print documents should be delivered to Mr. Carter and checked the agenda of the day. I decided to be a little more daring and surprise you. I grabbed my phone and sent him a message.

  "Good morning, Mr. Carter. Today there is no scheduled meeting, only analysis of contracts and reports. Some action before your arrival? Melissa Simon. "

  I gave myself laugh wondering what would he ask me to do.

  - Focus, Honey. He's your boss. Never forget this important detail.

  I repeated aloud to not run away from my thoughts. I res
umed my activities. Fifteen minutes later, he was standing, waiting for the printing of a contract when the elevator door opened and Mr. Carter emerged.

  His first two steps were safe and fast. Our eyes met when he suddenly stopped. I held my breath. Surely all that clowning tight clothes and red lipstick, had been too much.

  I noticed his gaze down my body, after making their way back. My skin, as a whole, got goose bumps. Only one detail was enough to make me feel eager for his touch. It was hot, as they should be your hands and invaded me as if it were their own sex. His eyes stagnated on my lips. His mouth opened slightly, making me want to touch her. It was a very strong feeling. Both had to do an absurd effort to contain it.

  - MS. Simon! - Took a few steps toward me.

  - Mr Carter. Good Morning! - His eyes still analyzing me. I felt his face as red as my lips.

  - Nick? - Raising an eyebrow. I felt ashamed. I must have been pathetic.

  - Ah! Yes - admitted sheepishly.

  - As always. She never misses - a wry smile played on his lips. - The red was very good, Miss. Simon! - I walked a little more in my direction.

  - Thanks.

  Mr. Carter wore a light gray suit and a white shirt without a tie, seemed to be dressed for a casual meeting and not to work. It was soft, and reassuring, look at him. He entered his room. I followed, with two contracts in hand to deliver you.

  - Ah! Yes - turned to me before leaving the folder on the table. - I got your message - his voice was relaxed, so I figured that was a good idea. - Very efficient, Miss. Simon.

  He tilted his head slightly to the side, almost imperceptibly. Me thoroughly analyzed again. Again, it was as if he could see me without clothes, which could drive me crazy. The feeling was almost "orgasmic".

  - No meetings today? - Broke the game making me grateful. If he did not, I would soon be moaning in the middle of your living room.

  - No sir.

  - Great! I need to dedicate a few hours to these contracts. Please, Miss. Simon, no one will answer in the morning. Understood? No one. Not even my mother.