I asked about her scholarship, and just what it offered her, nodding when she explained that it covered full tuition, with a little extra. With the part time job with me, which I intended to keep going, she’d be okay. She even suggested that her mom live with her, but I wanted time to ourselves and the chance for Elisa to live on her own for a while. The money didn’t matter. Her safety and happiness did.
I took her upstairs to the other bedroom, to show her how much bigger it was. I wanted her to stay in this room, because it seemed safer up here, even with the security system that I was going to have installed. Elisa walked around the spacious room, peeking into the attached master bathroom and the balcony that would offer an excellent view of the city. “It’s lovely. I can imagine studying up here so peacefully, with the slider open when the weather is nice.”
“I have other plans for this room,” I told her, as she giggled and sat on the king-sized bed.
I could tell that she was tired from the emotions of the evening, as well as the sex we’d shared, and let her fall asleep beside me, with nothing more than a soft kiss. Regarding my lifestyle, the sex would be considered vanilla on many levels. In my soul, I knew that it was different, and that it had been so much more than a physical connection. I thought back to Sharon earlier that night and compared the experiences. Sharon was done with Elisa in my mind, and I knew that. Now that I’d felt what it was like to be inside of Elisa, I didn’t want anyone else.
This was a problem. Elisa was my employee, and this was going against the rules set by me when I took over. I never planned on getting involved with anyone in my company, since I had plenty of women for that in my personal life. I was always strong at separating the two until I saw Elisa’s face and felt the connection between us. It was something that I couldn’t ignore, and I asked myself if I was willing to risk everything for her.
I finally slept beside her, something that was not normally part of my life. I always sent the woman away when I was finished and slept alone.
Everything was different now.
Elisa woke up late, since we’d left her purse with her phone in it downstairs. She panicked, since she was already late for classes. I calmed her down and made some coffee, assuring her that she was at the top of her class, and that one day wouldn’t destroy that. It was disconcerting for me to see how obsessed Elisa was with doing what was expected of her, day in and day out. Elisa had been pressured from an early age, through no fault of her own, and I noted the slight circles under her eyes as she sipped coffee on the balcony. I wondered how Elisa viewed this offer of mine; as relief or just more pressure on her shoulders? Elisa was not used to people helping her, apart from her mother, and that was something that ultimately made her work twice as hard for anything that she wanted.
I could see that she was ready to jump out of her own skin, and I was willing to do anything to soothe her at this moment. I worked hard in a different way, without the pressure of finances. I understood that was a heavy load for someone that didn’t have enough to make their life work.
I talked her into some late breakfast, sending Mark for some of the best bagels in the city and some more coffee. I loved Elisa’s curvy little body, and I wanted to keep it that way. I didn’t appreciate small women who worked out too much at a gym. I was all for being healthy, but I liked a little meat on women, as well, to add to the excitement in the bedroom. A bony ass was not fun to spank, but Elisa’s was just full enough to grab and mark as I wanted to.
I watched her eat a muffin and drink more coffee, seemingly calmer and ready to tackle the rest of her day. She looked at me, and I saw the hesitation in her face. “I work with you today. Will that be awkward?”
“No, it will be better. You’re an excellent employee, with or without this arrangement. Never think otherwise,” I assured Elisa, as I checked the microwave and noted the time. I had blown off a lot of my own routine this morning, something that bothered me as I took my last sip of coffee. I’d make an excuse to everyone, even though I didn’t need to be at work as early as I usually arrived. “I am going to head to my place to get ready for work. Are you okay here, or do you need Mark to get you home to change?”
“I brought clothes and things here for today, but thank you.” Her smile was soft and beautiful, and I stepped forward to kiss her, my hands cupped around her face. “I don’t think that thank you is enough to say, Damon. There’s so much more, and I don’t understand any of this, but thank you.”
I kissed her again before heading home, showering quickly, and dressing for the office. I couldn’t help but think back to the night and the incredible way that it made me feel. I was smiling when I stepped back into the car at my place, and Mark looked at me. “Is this serious?”
“Possibly,” I replied, as he started the car. “I don’t know what to make of it, Mark. That was never my style.”
“Some things happen when they’re meant to, Damon. This might be one of those times.” I nodded at his words, as I leaned back against the seat and imagined Elisa in here with me.
Elisa
I took a shower in the huge marble space with three shower heads. Three! I’d never heard of such a thing before, but it felt so good. Somehow, there were products in there already, and I wondered if Damon had planned this ahead of time, wanting me to say yes. I loved the idea, but at the same time, it was too much. It wasn’t something that I’d earned for myself, and I didn’t take help easily, apart from my college scholarship.
Though I had worked for that, hadn’t I? I sacrificed everything for that, things that normal high school students enjoy. Maybe this was when I would start to reap my rewards, though sleeping with my boss and taking an apartment from him was not one of my goals back then. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off with the soft towels, looking over the counter and into mirror as I dried my hair. It was beautiful in here, and my bathroom at the other apartment would fit inside of this room. I wouldn’t have to share it with anyone.
It just didn’t feel right. Though this was just a two-bedroom apartment, it was so spacious. It was too big for just me, and I thought about having Mom move in with me, despite Damon’s protests. Were we going to keep seeing one another outside of work, and that was why he protested? It would be awkward to be with him the way that I was last night with someone else home at night, since we clearly had incredible sexual chemistry.
What else was there, though?
I put on a little makeup to cover the circles under my eyes, then dressed in the black skirt and silk t-shirt that I’d brought along with me, frowning at the wrinkles that were in the red shirt, despite my careful packing of it. They weren’t terrible, and it was Friday, a day that everyone dressed casually, unless they had a meeting. This would be considered dressy, but I liked wearing feminine clothes to work, and I loved that Damon wore suits every day. I blushed at the idea of seeing him again today when I went to his office. Last night was my first time enjoying sex without inhibitions, and I had shocked myself the second time, when I took control. I could tell that he preferred to have control, and my mind wandered to how hard he liked to go. I read books and heard girls talk at school, and it seemed to be a thing. I didn’t understand it all completely, but I could ask him. I blushed. How embarrassing.
I left the apartment with my backpack slung over my shoulders and looked around carefully at my surroundings during the day. It was quiet and safe to assume that most of these people worked days here. I went to the main street and started to walk towards the office. It was only a couple of blocks away, and I could see this being very convenient for someone who worked for Elkus Manfredi and had just moved or who didn’t have a car, like me. The walk was pleasant, and, at night, it wouldn’t be too terrible. I wanted to keep the apartment, badly. It would help me so much with school, and I could study productively from home instead going to a noisy coffee shop and spending money I didn’t have. That was my option when I didn’t want to take a car back to school to use the library if I’d already been h
ome, but neither option was pleasant. I thought of what else I could do alone and blushed as I walked through the glass doors.
I joined my team for the first part of the day, feeling inspired and adding a lot to the current project as Autumn smiled at me. She was the most supportive, besides Vince, and seemed to have dropped the subject of Damon. I’d never let her find out about us. I smiled back, thankful for her notice of my enthusiasm.
We headed out to lunch as a group, all excited about what was coming together as we headed to the deli down the street. Devin was just walking inside, and I looked forward in concern, as I wondered if there would be any confrontation once we interacted. Autumn called his name as she opened the door to go inside and he glanced up, letting his gaze pass over the group of us. There was no change in expression when he saw me, and I let out a sigh of relief. “Join us?” He called out, and Autumn nodded as I forced a small smile on my face.
We grabbed a big table in the back, and I sat across the table from Devin as he asked Autumn how our project was going. Everyone went back and forth, discussing things as I ate slowly and paid attention. I noticed that Devin looked at me a few times, but not in the way I’d expected after I turned him down at his apartment that night.
It wasn’t anger that he showed me, but more disappointment. We’d kissed for a while on his couch, and, once I knew that it was headed further, I had pulled away. Damon was too much on my mind to do anything else with Devin, especially seeing him on the street just hours before. I explained that I wasn’t ready for anything serious yet, since I was busy with school and the internship. Devin was disappointed, but he claimed that he understood before kissing me softly and taking me home. I wasn’t in the position to tell anyone no very often, and it was uncomfortable.
I noticed that he didn’t try to contact me after that, especially as I’d lied about seeing someone at school. I was young, and that’s how other people my age seemed to behave,, so I didn’t think it should seem odd. He was a great looking guy who could date anyone he wanted to, but I could still see feelings in Devin’s eyes as they met mine when we were finishing lunch. He joined me on the sidewalk as we left, and I clutched my purse to my side and tried to act natural. “How are you doing?” His voice was casual, and I smiled in his direction.
“I love the job. The team is fantastic,” I replied, as I glanced up in their direction.
“Yeah. Autumn has nice things to say about you.” Devin let his eyes rest on her for a moment, and I wondered if there was something between them. She had a long-term boyfriend, from what I’d heard, but we weren’t close friends. “I heard you’re seeing a guy at school.”
“I’m sorry. The timing was just wrong. It was unexpected, and it’s so casual, since the circumstances are still the same,” I told Devin, as I looked forward. The circumstances were nothing like before now, and it was a new game.
“Is he good to you?” Devin asked in a gruff voice, as I looked at him.
“I guess so, sure. It’s new.” He nodded and looked forward.
“You deserve that.”
I thanked him as we walked into the building and made our way to the elevators. I looked over to see Damon speaking with a beautiful woman by the main desk, an older one who seemed charmed by whatever he was telling her. I forced my eyes away, remembering who I was with, and led the way into the spacious elevator car as my body ached for him. It was painful, and I told the others that I’d see them in a bit as they got off on floor five.
“Where are you going?” Devin asked, as he looked curiously at me before glancing at the buttons.
“She’s helping the big boss a few days a week,” Autumn said, as the door closed too quickly to see anyone’s reaction. I dropped against the wall and took a deep breath as the elevator kept going up, praying that my face had been neutral during the last few minutes. I couldn’t blow this. My body heated up, and I let myself wonder who the woman talking to Damon was. I knew that sleeping with Damon would increase my feelings for him, and perhaps a small part of me wished that I’d stopped it, but it was minute if I looked at the big picture. I was just scared, and that was normal.
I managed to regain my composure as I reached my floor, raising my head high as I made my way to his office and saw the closed door. I tapped on it and unlocked the door when there was no reply, letting myself in and looking around as I set my purse down on the couch. My eyes lingered on the new shoes that matched my outfit for a long moment.
I pulled my iPad out of the bag and walked over to the desk to let it warm up. My work phone was always on, but it was silent today, making me wonder if Damon regretted the night before. I felt torn between being a girl and a woman with these crazy thoughts, and I tried to reason with myself. He was generous with me and concerned for my well-being. That was a good sign. Leave it at that and stop obsessing.
The door opened, and I jumped before I glanced up and saw Damon coming through with a cold look in his eyes. “Damon?” I asked, as I frowned and tried to think of what I’d done. He hadn’t even see me earlier in the lobby, or had he? Devin.
“What was that, earlier in the lobby?” He asked point blank, as he stalked across the room towards me.
“I think I could ask the same thing. Who was the woman, Damon?” I shot back, as my jealousy poured out of me and onto the floor in a pile of shame. I felt my cheeks flush, and he raised an eyebrow at me.
“Jesus fucking Christ. You sound like a jealous teenager,” he told me, as I stared at him.
“I practically am. I’m still in college, Damon.” He stopped in front of me, eyes flashing as he gripped my face, looking into my eyes.
“Don’t remind me. You didn’t seem like one last night when you were riding me,” he said, as I struggled in his grip. “I like that confident, wanting side of you. Where is it right now, Elisa?” His voice was demanding, as I felt my knees trembling as I sat on the desk.
“You overwhelm me, Damon. You confuse me,” I told him, as he slipped a hand behind my neck and kissed me. I moaned against him, not finished arguing as my body gave in to my need for him. My skirt was pushed up, and he ripped my panties down, plunging his fingers inside of me as his tongue circled mine. I whimpered as he pressed in deeper and harder, ready to burst before he told me to wait.
“Hold it. I’ll tell you when,” Damon said to me, as my eyes widened and I tried to shut off the sensations flowing through my body. How was I supposed to not come when he was dragging his fingers against the walls of my pussy, finding every sensitive spot that I had?
“How?” I groaned, as I stayed still and tried to ignore everything that was happening to me.
“Willpower,” Damon told me, as he manipulated my body and pressed his lips against my neck. It seemed like hours, but was probably more like minutes before he started thumbing my clit and whispered for me to let go.
“Fuck,” I cried out, as my body exploded and I jerked against him. “What was that?”
“That was control,” Damon told me, as he pulled away to kiss my lips. “I’ll get you some water from the fridge.”
I dropped back onto the desk as I sucked my breath in and let my body recover. That was so intense that I had almost forgotten about being jealous, at least until I saw Damon walk back into the room with water. My eyes were dazed as I stared at him, and he looked back at me. I took the water from him and downed half of it as I closed my eyes.
“The woman was a friend of my mother’s. I hadn’t seen her in a couple of years, and she wanted to take me to lunch.”
“Oh,” I felt stupid and slid down from the desk to sit in a seat as I looked around the floor for my underwear, if they had even survived. They were near my feet, and I blinked at them for a moment. “I’m sorry.”
“Explain why you were with Devin,” he suggested, as I let out a sigh.
“It was nothing. I was with my group, and Devin was with his at the deli. Autumn knows him, so we shared a table. I barely spoke to him on my own, and, when we did, I assured him tha
t I was with someone,” I told him, as he looked at me carefully. “I swear. Do you think I could want anyone else after last night?”
“I’d hope not. I know that I don’t,” Damon said, as if it surprised him. Confusion flooded me again. “Maybe we’ll have to work on your control from now on.”
I had no idea how I was supposed to work after that. Somehow, I made it through the day and went to dinner with Damon. I couldn’t help but glance around the lobby as we left together. It was empty, and I followed him to his car as I kept my eyes forward and my hands at my side. We’d touched behind his closed door and we would again, later, but not here. Not in public. Mark opened the car door for me with a smile as I nodded at him and slipped into the car with Damon following me. “Where are we going?” I asked, as he smiled mysteriously.
“You’ll see,” Damon told me as he pulled me to his side to kiss me. I allowed him his moment as we drove through the streets, wrapped up together. It felt good in his arms, and I noticed that the car stopped before I looked out of the windows. We were at L’ESPALIER, one of the finest restaurants in the area, and I smiled at him.
We got out, and he led me inside as he told the beautiful hostess that he had a reservation. The woman nodded as she gazed at him with wide eyes before glancing at me with a small smile. The woman led us to a table located in the kitchen, where the chefs were in action, and I laughed as we sat down. “This is different.”
Damon
In between watching the preparation and tasting the variety of dishes that we sampled, Elisa accepted my offer of the apartment and told me that she’d tell her roommates in the next day or two. She was going to do the right thing and pay them for the next month in rent, so it wouldn’t put the other students in a bind, which I admired. Elisa was kind and thoughtful. She was someone who I knew would care for me the way I wanted a woman to, if I was serious about anyone. I asked her how much she needed to move, and she laughed when she explained that the apartment was fully furnished as well, just with a much lower-grade selection than I was giving her.
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