Client
Being at work sucks. What sucks even more is being bossed around at work by your client. I can’t wait to get home and I just arrived at my workplace.
Everything was good. Until I opened my email and logged in the system. One of my clients is a really arrogant ass. I let my hair loose and called the client directly. It took all my strength not to yell at him and to tell him, he’s an idiot. My colleague was listening to this. After I finished with the client, he came to me.
"Nice job! I tried to make this client out of your hands, but he bombarded the CEO, he will only talk to you. I think he has a crush on you." He winked.
"God no! Can you please do something?" I rolled my eyes and ran my hand through the hair.
"I'm sorry, I just told you I tried." And he walked away.
From what I know. He didn't, nobody wants this client, but his money is good for the firm. My personal phone vibrated, an unknown number sent me a text.
Next time you talk to me, be more polite! Mr.Nox
What the fuck? Where did he get my personal number? Fucking hell! I decided to ignore it. I had a lot to do, if I wanted to have a lunch break. I work at a big finance company. We deal with big clients with millions on their account. Or even more. I ignore that fact. I donät want to know, because I would feel even more like shit. I’m working here, because I need the money for my living. Good paying job is very hard to get.
I handled two more clients. Both of them are much nicer and were satisfied with my work. I get my bonus this month. It was time to go eat something, when my office phone rang.
"Leave it, go eat something." My boss ordered. I was glad, he was so reasonable. What a shame he's a gay. You wouldn't even guess. He's hot as fuck and nothing at him shows his gay-side. "And you know, Ray wanted the ass. But after the first call, he gave up. Sorry I overheard your short conversation."
"It's okay. Thank you." I went to the cafeteria. I refilled the caffeine and had some sandwich. I was on my way back to the office, when someone called me.
"Ms.Jones!" Oh God no! Damnit! I put on my fake smile.
"Mr.Nox, how can I help you?" When I turned around, my world started spinning. I saw the most handsome man. Never in my whole life have I let my eyes on someone like him. He was tall, well built. Blue eyes and dark brown hair. My eyes were in line with his chest. And he looked like a god of war now.
"You should pick your fucking phone! Your boss is an incompetent imbecile! And you are going with me. You will work in my office with me for the rest of the day! Move your ass!"
"Go fuck yourself! No way in hell! You are arrogant…" I realized too late, I said it out loud.
"What did you just say?" Oh boy!
"Okay, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say it…" Loud, but you don't need to know.
"Nobody has ever talked to me that way! And you definitely won't!" Something in his eyes scared me to the bone. I lowered my eyes. "Look me in the eyes, when we are talking! Now listen to me very-carefully. Talk to me like this one more time and you are done! Nobody in the state will hire you! Now… Move-your-ass!" My legs were moving on their own. He opened the car door for me and went behind the wheel. I didn't dare to speak. He made a few calls, mostly he was canceling his schedule. His assistant got a day off. But we didn't drive to his office building. I street viewed it.
"Where are we going? You told me, we will be working in your office!" I panicked. He can kill me and nobody would know. I don't have friends, I don't have a boyfriend. Not that I'm a virgin. I like one night releases. I'm not a magazine looking-like type of girl. Just a normal girl with her needs. I have curves, long black hair and green eyes. People say I'm a milk and roses kind of girl. Not skinny, rather curvy, but not too much.
"Look! With what you have on, the men in there would have you on their menu. I can't distract them like this. We are going to my home office."
"No! Stop the car! Let me out!"
"Stop being hysterical!" Ray's last sentence came to me. "I think he has a crush on you."
"Why are you doing this?" No answer. Great. I didn't have the balls to try to talk more. The ride was long. When we arrived at his house, my mouth was hanging open. I saw this kind of house only on the TV. He parked and went to open the door for me. But i beated him at that. I rushed out of the car and wanted to run away. He was already by me and crossed his amrs on his chest.
"Don't mess with me! You are already annoying me the whole time, when we speak over the phone. Now stop being like this, Ms.Jones!"
"Mr.Nox, do you realize, how impropriet is this? And rude? You can't just take me out of my work. You are not my only client! I have responsibilities! For God's sake, you look like you could eat me alive!" He titled his head and looked at me from head to toes. Now it was really odd.
"Let's make a deal… You will quit your job and will work for me. I think you're not a complete dumb like the others. Plus nobody ever lasted that long working with me…"
"I wonder why…" I mumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing, go on, I'm listening." I cleared my throat.
"Like I was saying: I want you to work for me, because I find you capable."
"I will do my job. I'll take a look at your finances, but that's it. It will be our last conversation ever!" He went behind me. I tried not to look.
"You won't even think about it?" He whispered in my ear. And It made me shiver.
"Why me? You are not telling me everything…"
"You really were that drunk that night, weren't you?" Oh shit! Last time I was drunk, one man took me home. But I don't remember more.
"Fuck! Sir, please, tell me we didn't…"
"No. What a shame! With your look. But you let me in your house. I looked you up. What a nice surprise, when I finded out, what's your job. I can't get you out of my head."
"You've got to be kidding me! Fuck off! I'm out. Don't…" He grabbed my hips and threw me on his car. He kissed me, I didn't want to let him… However he bit my lip and I lost it. When he put his tongue in and make it clear, I don't have any other choice but to obey, I gave in. When he stopped, I was confused.
"So… what will it be? Working or something else?" He looked at me.
"I… Work." He looked disappointed at first. But he smiled devilishly.
"As you wish. Let's get it over with." He led me to his home office. His house screamed loaded. But I didn't give a fuck.
We somehow did, what needed to be done. Without killing each other. Or fucking. It was dark outside.
"Okay, I call me a taxi and go. Have a nice evening, Mr.Nox." I took my stuff and was on my way out. When I wanted to open the office door, it was licked.
"I don't take 'no' very well…" He put his hands around me and locked me with them.
"There's a first time for everything." I didn't turn to look at him. It was enough, I had dirty ideas in my head during the time with him.
"Like fucking your brain out on that table?"
"Let me go, please…" It was harder and harder to say 'no' with every second spent with him.
"I don't think so. You see: You were checking me out and daydreaming about me. You are not looking at me, because you…" I turned around and kissed him. Fuck this! If all hell should break loose, then so be it.
He grabbed my ass and lifted me up. I was sitting on his table with my legs open for him. He took his shirt off. I bit my lip. Lord, have mercy on me! I have to be dreaming! He didn't say a word and lifted my skirt up and tore my panties. Next torn thing was my blouse and bra. I undone his pants and pulled them down with his boxers.
"Fuck me!" I whispered.
"Oh, beautiful, that's exactly my plan!" My eyes widened. I screamed with pain. "Relax, breathe and hold on to me!"
I managed to get hold of his shoulders, when he started to pound in me hard. The pain was gone. The pleasure was on. He was fucking me hard and with his size… deep. I could only moan. When he pinched my nipples, I was goner. I screamed, when my orgasms hitted me. But he continued to do his thing.
"I told you, I'll fuck your brain out. You won't be able to leave my bed in the morning!" I never trusted just the words could make you come. But I was wrong. Very wrong. I came squirting over his dick. He paused. I was shaking like crazy. "Well, well… Nice work, beautiful! Hold on tight!" Before I could react, he turned me, bent me over the table and took me from behind. The table was moving with his movement. He bent to me, so I could hear him. "You think another man could do you better?" I shook my head. "Good!" He found my clit and circled it. I was on edge again. "Not yet, beautiful!" I was trying to hold myself back. He was like an animal. I knew nobody would be able to do this to me ever again. "Come, beautiful!" And I did. So was he.
He cleaned up the mess. And gave me his shirt to cover me.
"I'll work for you." I looked him in the eyes.
"No need! Your things are in my bedroom. I'm not letting you go."
"Okay!" Whatever. If it means more of him.
