She smoothed her skirt and took a deep breath. She better stop thinking about this guy.
***
That night, she went out with some friends and went to this cool bar. They were joking around and were laughing heavily that she did not notice Daniel going inside with a very tall brunette. They sat across their table. It was then that Claire noticed him. Automatically, she blushed. She looked away and was suddenly busy with an imaginary muck on her boots. “Let’s get out of here.” She whispered to her friend Gina.
“Huh? But we just got here. Besides, I’d love to dance. Don’t be such a party pooper.” Her friend said.
“Damn it, let’s go. My boss---well exactly---is here.” She hissed.
One of her other friends heard. “Why, have you slept with him?”
Claire took a deep breath and explained patiently. “No I did not. It’s just awkward being in the same place with him, not when I am trying to relax.”
“I really don’t understand why it is a big deal.” Said Clarisse and added. “Come girls, let’s party.” They all went to the dance floor, living Claire at the table all by herself.” She followed them shortly but them someone tapped her shoulders as she was walking. She slowly turned around and found herself face to face with Daniel. “I just wanted to say hi. I saw your friends leave you. Would you like to join our table?”
Her gaze went to his table and automatically shook her head. “Thank you, but I do have company. Beside’s I don’t want to ruin your date, Mr. Simons.”
“That’s my sister, Rui.” And, Claire, it’s Daniel. Mr. Simons makes me feel so old.”
“Claire nodded. Okay Mr.----Daniel.”
***
Early that morning, Claire was summoned to her immediate superior’s office and was informed that she’d be transferred to the department headed by the deadly Mr. Simons. “Honestly dear, I don’t know why he asked specifically for you. Be careful though, he has a damnable temper. I believe that if you do everything according to his orders, you’ll get along just fine. He’s the first one to come here and usually, the last one to leave. That should give you an idea how much of a workaholic he is.”
Claire nodded. “When will I start?”
“You’ll start this very minute.”
***
Working for Mr. Simons directly was a different experience for Claire. In fairness to the man, he is a great boss. Ms. Ridge had been right about him---he’s a camel at work, going over the tiniest detail, missing nothing.
Both were busy working on a layout one evening that they both didn’t notice the time. Claire walked towards Daniel’s table and showed him the copy but as she did so, her thigh brushed his knee. She felt instantly electrified. Claire moved closer so that one of her legs is sandwiched in between Mr. Simon’s leg. Mr. Simon’s ordered her to read the copy with that position. Claire did so, her voice a bit strained. Claire was wearing a thin pleated satin skirt that swayed with her movements. She felt a crazy urge to rub the front of her skirt against his pointed nose. What he does not know is that Claire was not wearing any underwear. She does not know what was happening to her, all of a sudden, her body felt feverish. “Damn it Claire. You smell like a woman, one hot woman.” With that, she moved her feet slightly apart and grabbed his head against her waist.
“I am so horny right now, Mr. Simons. I don’t care if you fire me after this...” She raised her skirt slowly, revealing her freshly shaven pussy and rubbed it against Mr. Simon’s knee. “Oh my God....oh this feels sooo good...” Mr. Simons was only a man, not a saint.
He moved his leg so it sends vibrations directly on Claire’s cunt. She moaned softly and that took every inch of his composure. He carried her all the way to the door and she giggled as he locked it. They were the only ones left at the left wing of the office, but to be on the safe side, Claire thought that’s a lot better. He sat her on the nearby couch and started kissing her, while he kneeled in front of her. He touched her breasts, liking the feel of soft fabric against her fullness. His lips were tentative at first, but as Claire parted her lips, he became bolder and dipped his tongue inside her warm mouth. His hands felt good against her body and as he touched her and fondled her clothed breasts, she moaned and kissed him deeper. He dipped his hand inside her neckline and cupped her tits as his tongue explored her mouth. Mr. Simons removed her blouse and ran his hands over her bra. He slowly removed it and teased her tits with his chin, making lazy circles all around her breasts. Claire’s nipples tingled and she grew wet. Claire leaned her head against the couch as his torturing continues.
His mouth took one nipple and bit it lightly, sending shivers down her spine. Daniel sucked her and his mouth closed in on her nipple, so much that she grew even wetter. Daniel licked her belly button and caressed her thighs as he sucked on her breasts even harder. She was on the verge of pain but she didn’t care. He then put both her feet on top of his shoulders and started to work his way up her thighs. Her musky smell filled his nose and further aroused his senses. He slid his thumb inside her wet vagina and lightly screwed the opening of her cunt. Her body writhed on the couch, moaning as his hand stimulated her clit. “Spread your legs.” He whispered. She did what she was told and melted as his lips planted kisses all around her thighs. The light suction of his lips on the thin skin of her thighs was so erotic and soon she was moaning and moaning and gasp as his tongue reached her pussy lips. He licked her slowly, helping her build anticipation. He ran his tongue against her thick pussy lips and she got even wetter. Claire got crazy as his tongue moved closer and closer to her centre bringing her over the edge. He rubbed his chin against her clit, slowly at first then vigorously. Daniel feasted on her pussy like no other, licking her like she was some kind of delectably saucy dessert. The noises he made with his mouth turned her own even more, making her secrete more juices. Daniel licked each drop of her juices and rubbed his face all over her pussy. It was the most daring thing Claire had ever seen and she gripped his head closer and closer and closer...
With the movements of his fat tongue, Claire could feel her whole body start to tense. Sensing that, Daniel stopped and started to unzip his pants. He spread her legs wider and manipulated her pussy with his thick rod. It was long and thick and silky, making Claire’s muscles quiver. Daniel’s cockhead teased her clit, rubbing it over and over until she almost died of ecstasy.
When she thought she cannot take it anymore, he slid his dick centimetre by centimetre, rubbing exquisitely on her most sensitive spots. Daniel entered her achingly slowly, making her feel his girth and his hardness. He took her by surprise by shoving it in lightning fast. He moved his cock faster now, moving it in back and forth...back and forth. She moaned and moaned as sensations must have built and spread her legs even wider. She moved her hips to meet his thrusts, silently telling him to go even faster. They came in unison, both of them almost out of breath.
That was just the beginning of their affair. For Claire, it was just physical, nothing more. She loved her boyfriend and it’s not as if she’s investing emotions on Mr. Simons. What happens at the office stays at the office, at least for her. She has a boyfriend, but she never experience being so heated up---not until she met Daniel.
Mr. Simons is totally enamoured with Claire. She seems to be the type of woman who never messes up. She’s smart and she always comes up with brilliant ideas that he usually hears from those who are very much involved and absorbed in what they do. Such is the kind of passion she exhibits. Day after day, she becomes an addiction to him. He had bedded plenty of women in the past. In the spirit of fairness, most of his women are drop dead beauties, with bodies that could rival the stars of Baywatch. However, in terms of in depth connection, he was not able to bed a woman that he could consider to be a match for him. He used to think sex as a means of release---purely physical. The same way one thinks of sports other means of fitness. Having a taste of Claire was a different kind of thing, making him feel that there is actually more to it than just physical pleasure.
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He was thinking about Claire during the Monday board meeting and all of a sudden, he felt his cock come alive. He smiled to himself.
Work has never been this so much fun for Claire. One of the reasons why she left her previous company is that she was so bored with all the routine. Deep down, she was craving for some outlet to exercise his creativity. She wants to be able to have a direct input in company products. Working with Daniel has given her that kind of opportunity. He is one of the most creative persons in the office. He also emanates power from every pore. Plus, he is sexy as hell.
Sometimes, they would pass by each other in the hallway and he’d wink at her. For Claire, he’s like this super hot gent with a boyish smile. Her boyfriend never smiled at her in a way that made her knees melt. Daniel does. It’s funny that they have this wonderful chemistry, when in fact she never believed in trivial things such as chemistry.
***
Claire perused herself for the nth time and stroked her hair. She was dressed in a clingy burgundy gown that complemented her creamy complexion. She was not able to sleep well because of this event---the company anniversary. A look at her hotel room is evidence enough that she made quite an effort to make herself look extra special this evening. She put on her favourite emerald cut diamond earrings and went to the ballroom.
The moment Daniel saw her, his heart skipped a beat. He never saw her look so good. From what he knows, Claire is a conservative dresser. Looking at her bare back, and that slash on her skirt that reached up to the groove on her thighs made him feel all sorts of different things. He was completely aware that the men took notice as soon as she made her entrance. She was instantly swept away by the company’s VP and made their way towards the dance floor. Claire tossed her head back slightly while she was laughing and it irked Daniel to see her flirt like this. Damn, he didn’t even ask her even once if she was dating anyone. Throughout the dance, Daniel’s temper rose and fell. Little did he know that that was just the beginning of his torturous night.
For some reasons, Claire’s eyes were averted from his since the party started. He tried to remember if he had done something terrible to her or said something that she might have taken offense on. There was nothing. Several women flirted with him but he did not notice any of them. His eyes were pinned on Claire’s bare back, now being softly caressed by the Director of the PR Department. Daniel’s fists closed into a ball and cursed inwardly. What he dreamed of as a great night for the both of them is turning into a nightmare.
All night, Claire was surrounded with the most important men associated with the company. While Claire can boost company relations really well, he can’t help but feel irritated seeing her flirt with one man after the other. It’s like seeing a different side of her----kind of like a virgin turned into a vamp in just a snap. While dancing with his father, their eyes locked for the first time that night. He was waiting for her to smile at him, like she would often do whenever she greets him early in the morning. This time, it didn’t happen. She gave him a polite nod while her eyes bore into him, then looked away.
They were seated beside each other during the lavish dinner. He felt relieved because up close, Claire is still the same. She talked to him without any strain and laughed in time for the jokes. Daniel started to enjoy his dinner when Claire’s hand went automatically to hold his from under the table. His reaction towards her surprised him. For the first time tonight, he was able to expel his breath without any anxiety. It baffles him to miss her when in fact she was so near. Surrounded by the entire board including his father, it’s as if they don’t matter anymore. All he cared about is Claire.
After dinner, he was able to watch the jazz band with her. He felt her press her butt against his pelvis as she stood in front of him. Since the lighting was subdued, the slight provocative movement of her luscious hips was unnoticed. There was nothing he wanted more than to have a quiet moment with her---to bang her on the bed and punish her for treating him so casually at the beginning of this party. Truth be told he felt as though he was about to lose her. For that, he was filled with a burning desire to take her with brutal force, just to see if she still cares. Except he can’t. Looking at Claire fills him with the deadly combination of desire, arousal, and tenderness. It was frustrating.
Careful not to attract unnecessary attention, he leaned closer to her. His nostrils were filled with the scent of dark chocolate and plum. Claire always smelled like that----like a delicious cherry chocolate. She tastes dark and mysterious and very, very addictive. Before he knew it, his right hand encircled her waist from behind. He no longer cared what others might think. He is smitten by this woman-child who seems to be having a really great time with the jazz and oblivious to his touch. He felt his manhood bulge beneath his pants. Claire must have felt it too for she gasped softly and leaned even closer. She took his hand and brought it to her chest. The huge crowd acted like a drug and made her feel feverish. She moved her hips more seductively against Daniel’s bulge, remembering how absolutely perfect it felt inside her.
The band played impressively and the music made the event even livelier. Claire felt Daniel hold her snugly and smiled to herself. She was playing coy because she feels guilty about cheating on her boyfriend. Sure, things aren’t going well between them but that does not give her an excuse to go freaky with her boss. Besides, she was scared of what she was feeling for Daniel. For Claire, sex is sex and it is better left that way. It is when she starts feeling something else that she backs off. Attachments scare her. Her boyfriend lasted quite long with her because she does not feel that much about him. She’s fond of him. That much is true but her feelings for him do not go anywhere deeper than that. She was thinking about this when Daniel slipped a piece of card in her hand. He squeezed her arm a bit and left. She looked at it. Lucas Suite, 43.
Claire stared at the piece of pristine paper for a very long time. She was torn. Her body is willing her to go but her mind is totally against it. She thought about leaving the company since she hates long, hard drawn goodbyes. However, she has come along too far to give up everything. As she debated on this, her phone rang.
“Claire. I know this is a wrong time but I saw your man kissing another girl at the Mex.”
It was her friend Abby. So that was it. It was decided. Knowing that her boyfriend is fooling around should have been quite a blow. Surprisingly, she didn’t feel a thing. She didn’t even care.
The elevator ride seemed like a long journey for Claire. All of a sudden, she was filled with silly tension. She ought to tell her boss that she can’t do this anymore. It’s time to take her career more seriously and stop fooling around. Maybe after tonight, she’d be able to convince herself to look for another job. Anyway, she has to move in another apartment now that she and her boyfriend are obviously over. The door opened and she stepped out of it. She paused to ring the bell but stopped when she realized that the door is slightly ajar.
The suite was the most luxurious one she had ever seen in her entire life. With everything done in blue and gray, it is a man’s suite and is very soothing to her eyes. Daniel appeared from out of nowhere, and walked towards her. He dipped her warm lips to hers and kissed her gently. He tasted of champagne and maple candy and he looks dashingly handsome in his tux. Claire answered by meeting his mouth with equal passion, teasing his lips with her tongue---running it over and over his bottom lip until he groaned deeply in his throat. She cupped his buttocks in her hands as he slid his tongue in her mouth, all the while making fucking motions. He thrust his tongue as he pressed his erection against her, frustration and excitement mixing as he kissed her. He took her hand and pressed it to the bulge in his pants. “This is what you did to me all night, damn you. Feel it!” His sudden rise of temper jolted Claire from the kiss. Daniel is known for his temper but Claire had never experienced it first hand. She looked at him, not knowing what to say. “I am...” The hard slap she felt across her face made her own temper rise to the surface. She narrowed her eyes and looked at
him murderously. “How dare you to lay a hand at me like that?” She gathered herself and marched towards the door Daniel stopped her tracks. “I did not tell you to leave. No one walks away from me Claire. Don’t push it too far.” She ignored him and reached for the knob. Without a warning, he gripped her from her nape and almost lifted her body in that way. She saw him raise his hand again to slap her and as she fought to be brave, pools of tears gathered in her eyes and fell across her face. Daniel held her hair even tighter and looked at her. She was clutching his shoulders, her entire being pleading him to stop. “Please don’t hurt me...Please don’t...” His hold loosened and Claire moved away from him and found a refuge at the corner near the couch. Her cries filled the entire room and it tore at Daniel. For the first time in his life, he lost her temper in front of a woman she adores so much and lowered him self even more by being harsh to her physically. He was at a loss for words and his heart broke a million times as he heard her sob.
He walked towards her and levelled himself so that they were face to face. “I was a rotten fool Claire and I have been very rude. It’s just that seeing you with other men took away every rotten sense I have.” He took her hand and she snatched it back, her face filled with so much pain. He lifted her face and the expression of fear he read in her eyes made him feel even lower than an animal. “I am sorry, angel. Please come here. I won’t hurt you.” Once again, hot tears fell from her eyes as she met his gaze. Fear changed from hesitation to tentative trust and it was then that Daniel knew that Claire is everything he ever wanted in a woman. He gathered her in his arms and soothed her, trying to make up for hurting her. His hands went to her bare back and made soothing caresses, all in an effort to stop the tears. His other hand went to her nape and massaged it gently. The light comforting touch changed its rhythm as a light moan escaped Claire’s lips. Her hands rubbed his back in the most sensual way, killing away all his defences. She lightly kissed his neck, light gentle kisses that drove him over the edge. She nibbled at the thin skin there and flicked her tongue behind his ears. He breathed deeply as she nibbled his earlobe and her hand touched his rock sold chest. Their lips met and mated with hungry passion. Their tongues went together and fucked each other like never before. It was a wet, hungry kiss that made them both breathless. With the way Daniel sucked her tongue, Claire’s other mouth became wet with female juices. “I want you, Daniel.” When he heard her say that, he became even more aroused. He kissed her again, this time achingly and beautifully slowly as he fumbled with the lock of her gown. She smelled even lovelier up close. His lips travelled on her neck and tortured her there. The light tongue flicks and the naughty licking made her hornier than ever. “Oh Daniel, oh baby...” was all she can say when his mouth sucked her nipple. The way he sucked her was so amazing. His tongue tortured her tits and made her say his name in the most erotic way possible. He sucked her without mercy, making her cry with sweet delight. He sucked noisily and dirtily and that was pure bliss. Her breasts tingled with excitement as his nose made light circles on her fullness. She was half naked and the way her breasts looked was crazy. Claire has the biggest tits he had ever seen and the firmest...She was like 16.
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