Chapter 1
Rylie’s POV
“Yes, Mr. Sawyer. I will make sure that gets done today.” I told my boss as he laid a folder on my desk.
“Good. It should have been done last week but Betsy didn’t think it was very important on her list of things to do.” Dan said as he walked out of the office.
I rolled my eyes after I knew it was safe and he wouldn’t see me.
A please would be nice now and then, I thought as I reached for the folder.
I worked for one of the top law firms in Boston, DOS. It stood for Dan Owen Sawyer, AKA my boss. I was his secretary. I had worked hard my whole life to get to this point, I knew better than to fuck it up now.
Mr. Sawyer was great at his job and with his clients, but behind closed doors, he could be an asshole if you were not on his favorites list. Fortunately, I was.
One of the things he had going for him was his looks. He had the whole package. Tall, blond hair, tan muscular build, and the most gorgeous blue eyes you have ever seen. The nights I don’t see my boyfriend, or he doesn’t satisfy me fully, Dan is defiantly the one who finishes me off.
I stood up and headed towards the door. I needed to pee before I got started with anything.
I walked out and saw Alice coming through the elevator.
“Hey, love.” She said as she walked over to me. “Where are you headed?”
“To the bathroom. I need to pee, bad.” I said, chuckling a little.
Alice started just a few months after I did. She was an outgoing, loved life, kind of girl. I knew we would be instant friends. She works as the HR person for the firm. We are usually in each other’s office as much as we can be. Talking about the latest news, gossip around the office, and which guys we would screw if we had the chance.
“Where are you headed?” I asked her as I opened the door.
“I’m supposed to have a chat with Randal. Evidently, he keeps nicknaming the women inappropriate things. I’m not sure what those names are yet, but I can’t wait to find out.” She said, rolling her eyes as she looked in the mirror.
I couldn’t help but giggle as I walked into a stall.
“So, how’s life on the north side of the office?” She asked.
I leaned over and checked to make sure there was no one else in the bathroom before I said, “Dan is PISSED at Betsy today.”
“Oh, Lord what’s new?” She said, laughing.
“Well, evidently she was supposed to complete paperwork on an upcoming client, a week ago, and it hasn’t been done. He laid it on my desk and asked me to get it done today.” I could hear Alice’s mouth drop as I said that.
“Oh damn, that’s not good. Bye Bitch.” She said. “Wonder how long before she’s out of here and replaced?”
I opened the door and came out of the stall. “Want to place a bet on that?” I asked her, heading over to the sink.
“I say by tomorrow morning.” She said.
I made a face at her, “I don’t know, you really think that they would hire someone on a Thursday and not start the week fresh on Monday?” I asked, grabbing a paper towel.
“Yeah, that’s probably a good point. But I bet there are new hire papers on my desk by 4 pm tomorrow.” She said, sticking out her hand.
“You have a bet.” I shook her hand, and we both laughed. We heard the door open and saw Betsy walk in.
“Girls.” She said in a snarky tone.
“Betsy.” We both said back and walked out of the bathroom.
“Bitch.” I heard Alice say quietly as soon as the door closed.
We giggled and headed back towards our offices, giving each other a head nod as we parted.
I grabbed the folder from my desk and got to work. I had to get this done.
Several hours passed, and I finally finished. I stood up, and walked over to Dan’s desk and said, “Here you go, sir. The paperwork on the Dawson file is complete.” Handing it over to him.
He opened the folder and said. “Wow, impressive. I knew there was a reason I kept you around. Thanks, Rylie.”
“Yes, sir. Have a good night.” I said, grabbing my stuff and heading out the door.
As I was walking out of the building, I got a text from my boyfriend:
Anthony: Hey, ill be out late tonight. Don’t wait up.
How romantic. I rolled my eyes.
Why do I stay with this guy? Oh yeah, I remember, I’m scared to death of him. He has threatened my life if I ever walked away. I wish I could get away from him. He has hit me several times when he has come home drunk or high. I have had to cover up so many bruises, jamed fingers, and cracked ribs
Fortunately, I covered up the one on my neck well enough that no one noticed today.
I walked into my apartment and locked the door behind me. I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of wine, and started a hot bubble bath. I turned on my music as I undressed, grabbed my battery-operated friend from my nightstand, and headed to the bath.
I slid down into the water and let the warmth take over.
I grabbed my water jet head and started spraying myself on my nipples. I started thinking about Dan. Picturing him massaging my breast and playing with my nipples.
I slowed the moved the jet down south. When I hit my clit I gasped and let out a little moan. “Oh, yes,” I said, as I put pressure on myself. I imagined him rubbing my clit and kissing my body. I felt myself getting close to a release.
I grabbed my vibrating friend and imagined Dan’s cock pushing up against my entrance. I pushed it deep inside of me and turned it on. I could feel it turning and twisting inside me.
“Oh god, yes.” I moaned as I pushed the jet against my clit and made circle motions.
“UHHHH,” I screamed.
I got dressed and headed for bed. It felt good to get released after a long day, but nothing would replace a good man’s hands all over my body.
