She sighed loudly and looked around the room; she acknowledged the fact that she had gotten really lucky with this job. Mr and Mrs Clayton were rich, well that was an understatement since Mr Clayton was a billionaire. They showered her with money and overtime so that only in the past three months that she had been working with them, she had been able to save up enough to be able to move to New York City in a few months, where she could look for a new job. They even had a room reserved especially for her just in case she needed to spend the night at their house babysitting their only son, Mike.
Alexa walked over to the big french windows overlooking the pool and stood there chewing on her chocolate bar. All things considered, she was happy with her job. It was true that Mrs Clayton was not the easiest woman to work for and she could be really haughty and insensitive to Alexa’s needs - but she didn’t expect any job to be easy. Plus, the money she made per hour meant that she was willing to put up with Mrs Clayton’s attitude, at least for a few months more.
Alexa felt her cellphone vibrating against her thigh and she pulled it out of her pocket. As expected it was a text message from Chris - Are you working late again tonight? Want me to pick you up? Alexa rolled her eyes and ignored the message. She had gone out with Chris on a couple of dates, but somehow he lacked the excitement that she was craving. He was sweet, considerate and good natured - but Alexa wanted more. She wanted to be thrilled by a man.
She heard the Mercedes pulling up in the drive and the car doors slamming shut. She licked her fingers off the last remnants of the chocolate and stuffed the wrapper back into her pockets. Her leather sling bag was lying near Mike’s crib which she picked up in a hurry and walked out of the nursery, softly shutting the door behind her.
Mrs Clayton was standing in the middle of the corridor and her husband was helping her out of the light coat she had been wearing.
“Good evening Mr and Mrs Clayton” Alexa said, loud enough for them to hear.
“Did you put Mike to bed in time?” Mrs Clayton snapped at her, as her heels clicked against the cold marble floor of the house. She walked into the kitchen and her husband followed her. Alexa had no other choice but to do the same.
“Yes, about half an hour ago” Alexa replied as she entered the kitchen. Mrs Clayton was standing in front of the open door of the king-sized refrigerator. Her silver sequined short dress was definitely too shiny for the brightly lit kitchen and Alexa nearly shielded her eyes from the glare. She had her platinum blonde hair done up in a high bun on top of her head, while the bright red lipstick she wore matched her long red nails. She pulled out a bottle of orange juice and slammed the fridge shut behind her.
“We need to talk to Janine about the Chicken she made for dinner last night. Absolutely awful” Mrs Clayton spoke to her husband and made an expression like she was going to throw up. Alexa looked away, embarrassed. She wondered if they spoke about her in the same way behind her back. Mr Clayton looked equally embarrassed as her.
“Alexa do you need a ride home or will you be staying the night?” he asked her, trying hard to change the subject.
“Oh I’m sure she can walk home, it’s only ten” Mrs Clayton commented, taking a few large gulps of the orange juice.
“Yeah I can walk home” Alexa said, while remaining standing awkwardly at the kitchen door.
“Nonsense! I’ll drive you home” Mr Clayton stood up from the chair he was sitting on.
“Just ask Jerry to drive her home if you insist on it” Mrs Clayton said and stepped out of her high heels.
“He’s already parked the Mercedes for the night. I’ll take the Jag and will be back in no time” he smiled at his wife who had started to yawn. “Let’s go?” he turned to Alexa this time and walked past her hurriedly, almost as if he didn’t want his wife to get in his way.
“I hope you’ve been bathing Mike properly, Alexa. When you wash his hair tomorrow, bring him to me after so I can make sure you’re doing it well” Mrs Clayton said while she ran a sleepy eye over Alexa’s body; she was clearly judging the clothes that she was wearing and suddenly Alexa felt very self conscious.
“Yes Mrs Clayton” she said hurriedly and tried to pass her a smile. She immediately turned on her heels and without wishing her goodnight, Alexa hurried down the hallway to the front door where Mr Clayton was waiting for her, juggling the car keys in the air.
She turned a shy eye towards Mr Clayton as she saw him standing near the door with a smile on his face, then she immediately dropped her gaze when their eyes met. If Chris was too nice and boring, Mr Clayton was the best example she could find of a man who could excite her.
“Let’s get outta here” he said with a wink and held the door open for her. Alexa couldn’t help but smile at him as she brushed past him and stepped out in the driveway, their bodies touched for a second and she was afraid he would be able to hear her heart beating.
*****
Alexa was nervous as she stepped into the fancy car, especially since Mr Clayton was holding the front passenger door open for her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this nervous, she was hoping that it wasn’t evident to him. She didn’t want him to think that she was some kind of a foolish young girl. As she settled into her seat, she watched him walk around the front of the car. She knew he was older than her, in fact much older than her, but she couldn’t help but admire his body. She had seen his broad chest and the muscles on his thighs while he did his daily twenty laps in the pool. She had seen the way the water dripped from his short chocolate brown hair, ran down the bangs that fell on his face to the base of his neck as he wiped his face with a fresh white towel.
Even though he was fully clothed now, in a crisp navy shirt and tailored black pants, she could picture his naked torso as he climbed into the seat next to her. The closed space of the car immediately filled with the scent of his expensive cologne as he settled down in his seat. Alexa gulped, trying to suppress her nervousness as he shoved the key into the ignition.
She realized he was looking at her and she lifted her gaze to meet his eyes. His sparkling blue eyes were staring at her, he appeared to be devouring her features, examining her eyes, her lips and her neck with a certain ferocity that she had never seen in a man.
She shied away from him again and she heard him laugh, a short crisp laugh, like he had cracked some kind of joke, which only he could understand. “Where do you live again?” he asked her as he roared the engine to life. She gave him her address and bit down on her lip, the car ride hadn’t begun yet and already she didn’t want it to end.
“So do you live with your parents or a boyfriend?” he asked her as he smoothly swerved the car out of the short driveway. The automatic gates swung open as he drove slowly and once he was out of the gates he picked up speed.
“I have a roommate but she’s in a band, so she stays out late” Alexa said and immediately regretted saying it. She had no idea what had made her respond to his question that way. She could feel her cheeks burning up and her palms grew sweaty. He laughed again, this time more loudly.
“I see” he said after a few seconds, once his laughter had died. “And what do you do for fun Alexa?” he asked, looking straight ahead. She waited a few seconds this time before replying, she wanted to frame an answer first.
“I guess the usual, watch movies, hang out with some friends” she said, trying to sound casual.
“What about college?” he turned to her this time, she could see the way his large masculine hands gripped the steering wheel and it made her heart pound faster.
“I have a few more months to go, it’s practically over. I’m going to move to New York soon and look for a primary school job” Alexa said and their eyes met again. He was smiling at her and she couldn’t believe how attractive that smile was. She blushed and looked away and the car came to a stop at a traffic light. Alexa could feel his eyes on her again and she licked her lips self consciously.
She saw his right hand, which had been on the wheel a few sec
onds ago was now snaking its way towards her. She took a sharp breath in, when he placed it gently on her jeans-clad thigh. She didn’t want to stop him, but she couldn’t stop herself from shaking with nervousness.
“Relax Alexa” she heard him say and she looked up to see him still smiling at her as he pulled his hand away. “You shouldn’t be so shy. You’re a gorgeous and talented young woman, embrace it” he said and as he spoke, she stared at his lips. He excited her, everything he said made her feel special.
“Thank you” she squeaked and he turned away from her. The green lights were back on and he pressed down on the accelerator.
“How long have you been working with us now?” he asked her and Alexa told him it had been about three months.
“Three months! I didn’t even notice you in the house till a few weeks ago. See, that’s what I’m talking about. You need to make your presence felt wherever you go. The world needs to see you” he said to her and she smiled wide. She couldn’t believe that he had even noticed her. His advice seemed wise and appropriate, she had always struggled in social situations and he was right.
“First of all, you need to start dressing differently” he said and Alexa blushed again. It was strange getting fashion advice from a middle aged business tycoon, but she couldn’t deny it, he was always impeccably dressed.
“What am I doing wrong?” she asked him and he laughed again.
“Get rid of those plaid shirts and baggy jeans for starters” he said and pinched her thigh. She nearly squealed but kept her lips shut tight. She could feel goosebumps all over her skin, especially where he had touched her.
They had reached the front of her building and Mr Clayton slowed to a stop.
“Thank you Mr Clayton” Alexa said, but didn’t make a move to leave.
“Call me Samuel” he said and turned his body to face her. His eyes were now directly on her face and she could feel his gaze travel down her neck, to the rest of her body. She didn’t know what to say, the one thing she knew was that she didn’t want to part ways.
“Hungry?” she asked him before she could stop herself. His eyes widened and he pulled the key out of the ignition without answering her.
“You’ve read my mind Alexa” he said with a laugh as they both pushed their car doors open.
*****
Alexa pushed open the door to her apartment and flipped the light-switch on. The apartment was messy and she was immediately embarrassed by its appearance. She turned her head to see Samuel’s reaction from the corner of her eye, but he seemed to be grinning and she relaxed a little.
“Sorry about the mess” she said as she kicked a few boxes of books out of the way. He laughed.
“I know what it’s like to be a college student. I used to be one” he said and patted Alexa on her back. She blushed again and walked over to couch in the middle of the living room. A few of her roommate’s clothes were on it, which she started picking up and balled them up together.
“Relax Alexa. Don’t worry yourself over the mess” she heard him say and she straightened up to find him standing a few inches away from her. He still had that grin on his face and she had a sudden urge to run her fingers over his lips.
“So I have some leftover lasagna from last night. Want me to fix you a plate?” she asked him and smiled. He smiled back at her and without responding to her question stretched his hands out towards her. Before she knew what he was doing he had hooked his fingers into the flaps on her jeans where a belt should have been weaved through, and he pulled her towards him.
Her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach as she blushed uncontrollably. She allowed herself to be pulled and she placed her hands on his chest to balance herself. Even though she could sense that he was looking at her, she couldn’t bring up her gaze to meet his.
“Forget about the lasagna for a minute” he said gruffly and she finally looked up at him. His eyes had darkened and she bit down on her lower lip. She watched him thrust his head towards her and the moment he placed his lips on hers, she melted in his arms. An aftertaste of whiskey was on his breath as he kissed her, but his kiss was urgent and eager, yet sensual and calm. She kissed him back and clutched his shirt as she could feel his hands travel up the back of her own shirt.
He pulled away from her after what seemed like several minutes and she could see the desire in his eyes.
“Don’t you need to be back home?” she squeaked even though she didn’t want him to go. She wanted to hear him say how much he wanted her.
“My wife will be asleep by now. It doesn’t matter” he said gruffly into her ears. She flinched with the mention of his wife but his hands had travelled to the front of her shirt, fiddling with the buttons that held it together. His large hands, which gently cupped her breasts as he started to unbutton her shirt distracted her from any unpleasant thoughts about his wife and she moaned softly as she bent her neck backwards, away from him.
“These shirts are terrible for your figure” he said with a laugh as he pulled her shirt apart, revealing the black lace bra she was wearing and her naked torso. “These jeans too” he said and started undoing them. Alexa could feel the knot in her stomach grow tighter and she started fumbling with his shirt as well.
Within seconds he had peeled her jeans down and was helping her with his own clothes. Every time she looked at him, he was grinning at her, the desire was plain to see on his face. She couldn’t help but redden with excitement.
“Come here” he said when they were both finally naked and he pulled her towards him again as they both sank down on the couch. She ran her fingers over the fuzz of dark curly hair on his chest as he lifted her to make her straddle him on his lap. He ran his fingers over the fabric of her bra and brushed her erect nipples which sent electrical currents down her spine.
His skin felt rough and smooth at the same time and she could feel his growing desire between her legs as she stretched her thighs wide across him. He peeled her underwear off her within seconds and did the same for his own. It was all happening too fast, the sensations she was feeling were new and exciting.
He entered her suddenly, while she remained on top of him. He was quick and strong and before she knew what was happening, he was thrusting himself inside her. She bounced on top of him, her slight and small frame was balanced on his legs while she looked into his darkened eyes. His neck was growing red with the exertion and she could see the veins popping on his throat and the muscles on his arms. His hands were gripping her butt tightly as he pushed and pulled out. She could feel him inside her and he felt big, rubbing against the part of her body which made her feel like she would lose all control.
He grunted with each thrust and she bit down on her lip. He looked gorgeous, just the way she had imagined him and his desire for her, this animalistic need to have her, made her even more wet between her legs.
“Alexa” he grunted loudly as she watched him tip over the edge. She didn’t need to control herself anymore and she allowed her body to take over. They both shuddered together as the pace of his thrusting reduced, he was inside her, deep inside her as he rolled his eyes back and flung himself back into the couch. The grip of his hands on her butt relaxed as her own toes curled and her thighs quivered with pleasure.
A few seconds later, he adjusted himself so that he could pull out of her. She was still straddled across him and she pushed herself forward to lay her head on his chest, it was covered with a film of sweat now, and for some reason she smiled. He patted her on her back gently and then ran his fingers through her dark curls.
“You look great, without any clothes on” he said and laughed. Alexa giggled and buried her face in his chest again. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this relaxed and happy.
“Thank you” she said and ran her forefinger down his chest. “You look great too” she added and could feel his body shaking with silent laughter.
“Who would have known you keep that smashing body hidden under all those clothes” he continued with th
e same train of thought and she giggled again. “You know what, feel free to use our pool anytime you want, maybe then I’ll get to see more of that body around the house” he said and stroked the back of her head gently.
“I should get going now” he whispered and she jerked her head up to look at him. She pouted and blushed and he caressed her cheek gently.
“Stop that before I pounce on you again!” he said and laughed.
“Can’t you spend the night here? Your wife will be asleep anyway” she said and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He gently peeled her arms away from him and lifted her up.
“I can’t do that I’m afraid. I need to be there when she wakes up in the morning” he said as he placed her on the couch beside him.
“How about that lasagna?” she asked him cheerily reaching for her discarded shirt on the floor. He was dressing up again and it made her sad to watch him getting ready to go.
“Some other time” he said and bent down to give her a kiss on her lips. She watched him pull up his pants and tuck in his buttoned shirt in silence. He wasn’t grinning anymore like before and she bit down on her lip.
“Do you want me to pack some for you then?” she didn’t know what she was saying anymore. She just wanted him to spend a few more minutes in her presence, naked and alone in her apartment.
“I’ve eaten already Alexa. But thank you for your kind offer” he was fully clothed now and was brushing the front of his shirt, without meeting her eye. She started to grow nervous again, the comfort level that she had gained with him seemed to be slipping out of her fingers and she was grappling for it. She didn’t know what to say to him to make him see her in the same light again. She decided it would be best for now to simply let him go, have a think over it and then decide a plan of action for the coming days.
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