by S L Lewis
I couldn’t believe she played the Wednesday card! Was she never young? Fighting the urge to tell her to chill out, I just nodded in agreement and entered Angus’s office.
Luckily he was on the phone when we entered and he ushered us towards our seats and continued. The others entered five minutes later and when drinks and biscuits were distributed by the catering staff, the meeting started.
Angus was very different to the Angus who followed me to the toilets on Tuesday. He didn’t even look at me. He was full of facts and figures, presentations, reports, booklets, graphs, etc, and I sat there trying to avoid the gaze of Sarah, who was giving me a shooting looks when I looked up at the presentation, but I cleverly avoided her.
The meeting was over within an hour and Ann stayed with Angus to get further information.
I was alone at my desk, trying to look busy when I looked up and saw Sarah next to me.
I didn’t know what to do? I didn’t want to look like I was repulsed by her but I also knew (very much so) that I wasn’t gay and didn’t want to hurt her feelings. I have never been the one to have these talks so it was very strange. I was usually the one getting dumped.
‘Hi Ann, can I borrow Nita for a few minutes? I just need her to get some notes from my office for Angus,’ she shouted to Ann who just nodded and continued to write down notes that Angus was dictating to her.
‘Shit, shit, shit,’ my mind screamed as I no longer had any excuses!
There was silence all the way to her office then she shut the door. ‘Rest assured I am not going to pounce on you,’ she joked, however, I wasn’t laughing, just looking for all available exits.
‘I’m not sure how to start so I’ll just go for it. I saw you in reception when you started on Monday and thought you were very pretty and funny at how you dealt with the receptionists. I hung around until Ann came to meet you. I know I should have told you I was gay but I didn’t want it to be a major thing between us and I wanted to get to know you away from work,’ she stated as she walked towards me. I felt uncomfortable as she sat next to me and moved away slightly to gain more distance ‘If you had told me you were gay I wouldn’t have had a problem with it Sarah but you didn’t tell me, instead you took me out and then kissed me,’ I pronounced.
She looked at the floor as though embarrassed. ‘I made a mistake. I’m sorry. But we had a really good night so can’t we just forget it and try to be just friends? I would still really like to go out clubbing with you and I promise not to grope you this time,’ she said with a nervous laugh. I thought about how much fun I had before the coming out of the closet and racing back in and bolting the door firmly shut saga and realised she’s really fun. ‘Consider it forgotten,’ I replied and gave her a hug which was reciprocated.
After having a laugh about the situation and jokes about how good the kiss actually was, I went back downstairs and saw an extra pile of paperwork Ann had secretly dumped on my desk. With her prying eye, I didn’t react I just continued with my work when an email popped up.
I saw the sender was Angus so I thought it was an update on the meeting; I opened it. It read,
‘I hope you had a good time the other night and I wanted to apologise for my behaviour with you. I now know the feelings could never have been mutual but Sarah is a great girl and I hope you have a great relationship.
Yours,
Angus. X’
‘Oh great. Now he thinks I’m gay too. Is it my perfume? Or do my clothes and general stature scream gay?’ I thought as I started a reply,
‘Thank you for the apology, however, if you are just apologising because you think I’m gay and therefore have no hope of anything happening between us then I’m afraid to say you are wrong about me being gay but right that I will never get together with my boss and a married man.
Regards,
Neeta’
I looked into his office as I saw him reading the reply and saw him look at me through the window with a shocked look on his face and then he continued to type,
‘I can’t say that I’m not happy to hear that your straight but I still want to apologise. I acted like an idiot but it’s just when I see you I feel this energy, happiness and passion…a lot of passion. I know I’m married and I know I’m your boss but if only you knew my situation Nita. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me but we haven’t slept in the same room for three months. She knows there is no love there anymore but we’re just trying to act like a couple until the children finish school then we can go our separate ways. I would never advise anyone to get involved with a married man but my situation is different and I know I’ve only known you for four days, but the moment I met you something sparked inside me and I don’t get that too often so I don’t want to let it and you go. Please just think about it.’
What is it with the management in this place? When they see fresh blood they have to pounce on it straight away in case it goes past the sell by date? This is ridiculous I thought as I looked up from my screen to see him looking at his computer screen sadly.
I decided not to respond to his email without investigating his marriage further so I went to the official office gossip and office oracle, Brian.
Now Brian is fantastic. He has the driest sense of humour, always tells stories of his eventful night out with his partner, Paulo in Soho and knows everything about everyone in the office before they do! We clicked the first day I started and I knew he would know everything about Angus as he secretly fancies him I found this out one afternoon when he gave me a graphic account of how he planned to ‘turn’ him).
I approached his desk and he clapped his hands as though excited to see me. ‘I have news about someone in Human Resources who has been very naughty in the photocopying room with a certain someone from Sales and marketing,’ he purred. ‘okay tell me that in a minute Bri, I just wanted to know about Angus’s wife cos he asked me to buy her a present and I was gonna get her perfume but need to know what she likes cos perfume is a very individual present, don’t you think?’ I confidently explained and hoped he wouldn’t see through that flakily explanation.
He didn’t.
‘Hmmm, he’s buying her a present, really? He hasn’t spoken about her for a while and she hasn’t been into the office for a few weeks. Usually she’ll come in with the kids but nope, nothing. Maybe buy her some Chanel No. 5. Can’t go wrong with a bit of Chanel, can you? He responded whilst checking his appearance in his hand sized mirror he keeps in the top drawer of his desk.
After finding out about Susan sleeping with Eric from Sales and Marketing and being caught on the CCTV camera, I went back to my desk and continued to ponder if Angus was really telling the truth and should this make a difference?
Getting back to my desk, I decided I would use the rest of the day to concentrate on the work Ann had set, so I continued with the heap of files she left on my desk and only looked up when I heard Brian shout goodbye. ‘Wow is it 5pm already?’ I thought as I saw people leaving the office.
As I packed my desk away and wishing Ann a pleasant evening, there were only a few people in the office and I looked up to see Angus sat in his office staring into space.
I hesitated before I knocked on the door.
‘Hi Nita, you don’t need to knock,’ he pronounced
‘You looked thoughtful and I didn’t want to disturb you,’ I murmured before he signalled me to enter.
I sat on the sofa and surprisingly didn’t feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was still sat behind his desk.
Angus seemed distracted and when I couldn’t bear the silence anymore I started, ‘I thought I should come and see you instead of replying to your email. I’m not sure what you want me to think about? I know your situation but you’re not separated and you’re still my boss, so regardless of any feelings it will not change the fact that nothing will ever happen between us.’ He glanced at me as though he was studying every piece of my body and examining my body language.
He sighed and looked away.
> When he didn’t reply, I decided there was nothing more to say so I got up to leave.
‘Wait,’ he shouted. He got out of his chair and came towards me. I started to get nervous again so I backed away towards the door slowly. ‘I’m not going to try anything with you but instead of talking here do you fancy joining me for dinner? I don’t fancy cooking tonight. Carol and the kids are going to her mothers and I’ll be home alone and a frozen dinner for one doesn’t sound that appealing tonight,’ he asked. I looked into his eyes and saw the sorrow pouring out. I considered it for a minute then looked at him again, ‘ok but we’re just going as boss and employee,’ I concluded. He looked hurt and stepped away. ‘Can’t it be as friends?’ he asked quietly.
I felt his pain and nodded.
As we got into the car, we drove down to Knightsbridge into an Italian restaurant, tucked away down a side street where he’d obviously been many times before as they greeted him with, ‘Hello Mr. Maguire. Table for two?’ Angus nodded and we were escorted to a small secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. As Angus ordered the wine, I inspected the menu.
Beautiful risottos, fantastic looking seafood dishes and amazing sounding salads. I opted for the Mozzarella Al Forno (Buffalo mozzarella wrapped in cured ham (prosciutto) and baked, served warm with herbed olive oil) for the starter and Lobster linguine for the main course.
I thought the conversation would be very gloomy and based around the problems with his marriage but it was just the opposite.
Angus was very funny.
He joked about his thoughts on my night out with Sarah, his previous relationships and disastrous dates, his working relationship with Ann and his thoughts on others in the company.
After finishing our third bottle of wine, we decided not to get dessert. He paid the bill and we headed out of the restaurant. ‘So where now?’ he asked whilst trying to regain his balance on a lamp post. I laughed as I thought he was joking, ‘I’m being serious. Why don’t we hit Camden? Isn’t that near you?’ he asked whilst fixing his jacket. ‘Yeah it’s near me but we’ve got work tomorrow and after Wednesday I don’t want to give Ann any more ammunition’ I explained whilst trying to walk in a straight line.
Angus stood where he was and refused to continue until I agreed to go to a bar with him in Camden. ‘I will not move until you say yes Neets and I’m your boss not Ann so forget about tomorrow!’ This feeling off danger came over me and getting completely lost in the moment, I agreed.
With a wave of the hand, a taxi appeared in front of us and we were giggling all the way to Camden.
The bar was already full when we got there so we managed to squeeze our way to the bar to order two double brandy’s and coke.
It was obvious that this was another of Angus’s haunts as after a brief conversation with one of the bar men, he gave him one of his credit cards and asked him to put our drinks on; the young bartender took the card and placed it behind the bar, nodded and smiled.
The drinks came and went and the confidence grew by the minute.
There was a small dance floor where a few people were dancing so we decided to join them. Drunken dancing is always fun. Nobody is in time with the music and every song is, ‘your song’.
As we danced to some 90s pop, Terrance Trent Darby, ‘Sign your name’ came on and flashbacks of my ex boyfriend came flooding back and I started to get tearful, ‘Neets, what’s wrong?’ Angus asked whilst holding my shoulders in a concerned manner. ‘Sorry I’m just being silly! It just reminds me of my ex that’s all,’ I cried. He looked at me in surprised and held me. ‘You’re not being silly. But why are you crying over him? He let you go so he’s the stupid one! If I had something as precious as you I would never let it go,’ he whispered.
I moved away from him and he looked down at me.
There was no laughter anymore just an intense glare from both sides.
I looked away and he softly moved my face towards his and leaned down to kiss me.
It was slow and soft, very much like Sarah’s, however I didn’t pull away and the intensity got more severe.
It felt like I was on fire.
Every touch was like a piercing prod on my skin but it felt nice, no better than nice, it felt great.
I pulled away to get some breath. In the heat of the moment I blurted out, ‘let’s go back to mine’. Without a second thought, he went to the bar to get his card, we rushed outside, hailed a taxi, continued to kiss in the back of the car without a second thought for the driver and was back at the flat in 10 minutes.
As we kissed all the way up the stairs, I prayed everyone had gone out, however it was midnight now so they could be just getting back but my prayers were answered and as we burst in, we had the flat to ourselves.
With this knowledge, we began ripping each other’s clothes off.
Off went the jackets and shirts, then went the shoes and trousers (my skirt was slightly more tricky as there was a catch, then the zip, but Angus ripped it open and I can’t believe I actually didn’t care that he broke my skirt!) and finally we were just in our underwear and in my bedroom.
I was very happy that I managed to clean up before I went to work this morning because dirty knickers or roaming tampons packets were not a turn on not matter how much alcohol we had consumed!
He had a brief look around then threw me on the bed.
God, I wanted him so badly.
And I could see he really wanted me too.
Whilst kissing my lips, he took off my bra and continued to kiss down from my mouth, onto my neck. In the midst of the kisses they developed into the biting of my neck like he’d been watching ‘Queen of the Damned’ and taking graphic notes (this made me groan as that is the spot which is a major turn on if a man can do it right and he was definitely doing it very right) and continued to kiss down to my breasts. I laid back and enjoyed the raw sexual heat which was being generated from all of his passion and ran my fingers through his hair as I softly guided his head further down my body.
He continued to kiss down to my knickers and pulled them off with his teeth, ‘Oh my God, I think I’ve cum about 20 times and we haven’t even had sex yet,’ I thought to myself as he continued to kiss in the knickers region!
After a few minutes he came back up to my face and panted, ‘I haven’t even started with you yet.’ A shot of pure excitement stormed through me and I threw him down and reciprocated his foreplay for me by kissing him from his mouth down to his boxer shorts but instead of pulling them off with my teeth, I used my hands (to speed up the process of getting them off) and saw the crown jewels!
He was very well endowed.
Not too big but big enough to know there would be no complaints from me!
I looked at him with a seductive look and started to play with it. He started to moan so I decided to step it up and I went down and started to kiss it slowly.
He guided my head as he ran his hands through my hair then I started to stroke it and he started groaning more deeply.
After a few minutes, I looked up and saw this animal aggression in his eyes and he got up threw me onto the bed, lifted both my legs and we started to have hot, sweaty, fast sex.
He threw me from the missionary position to holding me in the air, then up against the wall and after 20 minutes, we both fell into a heap on the bed, puffing and panting.
‘Water,’ I managed to get out before he nodded in agreement and I went to get the bottle and two glasses.
We drank the water and I lay in his arms for the rest of the night.
I didn’t even hear Anya, Gabrielle and Amelia come home as we were in a sex coma and wouldn’t come back to reality until the alarm clock threw us out of our drunken state at 6.45am!
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‘Oh shit. I need to get a fresh suit before work,’ Angus announced as he tried to get out of bed but his head was screaming for him to lie back down so he didn’t argue. ‘Uuuurrgh. This is not a good feeling, right now,’ he continued as I tried to gain focus
.
We looked at each other, smiled and got out of bed.
I checked that the coast was clear and Angus sneaked into the bathroom with me. ‘Ok. So I’ll get a shower first and then hand it over to you. I’ll be two seconds. Amelia’s boyfriend left some shampoo, shower gel and stuff over there so you can use that, ok?’ I asked as I threw him a towel and got into the shower.
