Rendezvous at Silver Lining

His tongue rolled over my bundle of nerves. Each swipe and nibble sent waves of ecstasy through me. Damn!! My vision went blurry. I was about to reach my peak. I couldn't hold in my screams and moans any longer. The room filled with my voice, my body shaking from the sensation. I threw my hands to his beautifully dreaded hair tryna pry his face from between my legs, but his hands just latched on tighter to my thighs, forcing them wider. I already ran away to the headboard, so there was nowhere else to run. I was trapped. His demonic tongue felt heavenly. OH GOD!!! I completely came undone. My voice was strained till it was silenced by the pleasure, my mouth agape. I saw stars as they were met by tears of pleasure. I've never came so intense and never in my life have I experienced this much pleasure… and he was not yet done. He looked up at me from his hiding place. His face was covered in all my juices, glistening, calling for me to taste. Our eyes met, and I knew I was in danger. His golden brown skin shone with a layer of sweat that I wanted to lick away. His body, personally chiseled by God himself, moved fluidly. Each muscle contracting causing my p***y to contract with it. His gorgeous hazel, more green than brown eyes, entranced me. But his devilish smirk gave warning to the danger I was soon to face. He righted himself up on his knees and for the first time I saw the most delicious thing I've ever seen. His d**k was so long and thick I thought it might puncture a lunge and nothing thrilled me more! Coming closer to me, his intense gaze had me lowering my back to the bed as he positioned himself to fully take me. His d**k pressed against my wet folds, his massive size very much known. "You're finally mine!" He practically hummed that in my ear just as I was about to feel him enter me… Beep Beep Beep!!! DAMMIT Of Course! If I can't get laid in real life, why the f**k would I in my own damn dreams. This s**t is for the birds, I swear. I got up to get ready for work. I was a sweaty mess and completely sexually frustrated now from my dream not ending where I would've liked. More than that, the sexy god like man I dreamt of was none other than my boss. Lord please help me get through the day… Amen! Your girl is cute, nothing too crazy. I'm 5'6 and have mocha skin with a golden undertone. Light brown eyes, with dark brown, almost black curly hair that reaches my shoulders in its natural state. I'ma full figured cutie with a booty. My breasts are just as full at triple D. With all these curves, you'd think I'd flaunt my stuff, right? No. I've always been a little conservative in what I wear. You know, just your average awkward girl who doesn't know what to do with her body. I have some friends but not too many, which is fine by me. I'm not too confident when it comes to the male species. Again, I'm cool with that too. My friends call it charming and honestly I don't see it, but it's part of who I am. Although I'm this adorably awkward person, many don't look my way because of it and if they do, my clumsy ass fumble the ball. Sooooo… Here I am, having sexcapades about the finest man I've ever seen in my life, literally right before I have to present my work before him today. There's no real dress code for work on a regular day, but anytime you have to present something, it's mandatory to dress up. Not necessarily full suit and tie, but definitely better than the usual. I had my friend, Kris, help pick something out for me. I promised her I wouldn't change the outfit but I'm already not feeling positive about that. I've never worn anything, like what she picked out for me, to work or anywhere, really. I got up, showered and lotioned down. I put on a lacey black bra with no padding and a no pantyline thong. My ass damn near eats my panties whether it's a thong, boyshorts or simple hipsters and my v****a is no better. Kris picked out a nude, little longer than mid thigh length dress that has a rounded square neckline, showing a bit of cleavage. She paired that with a blocked black and nude knee length blazer. I wore nude 5 inch pointed thin heels that had strings that wrapped around my legs. I have a small ankle tattoo that I tend to forget about since it's almost always covered. It's of praying hands that are held up. Towards the tips of the fingers, birds come flying up mid leg. I have another tat but it's on my thigh and with this dress it just barely peeks out at the bottom. Anyway, my hair that I usually wore in its curly fro or two braids, I had up in a messy bun, leaving a few pieces out to frame my face. My usual bare face was now painted in a thin layer of concealer. Cause we don't do foundation. My skin is too oily for that. I doused my long lashes with mascara and a little eyeliner to make my almond shaped eyes pop. Finally, ending with a dark red/burgundy matte lipstick. I had full, defined lips, and they were honestly one of my favorite features, alongside my nose. It was rounded but flat, if that makes sense with a little beauty mark on the tip of the left nostril. I put on my black square-ish frame glasses and took a look in the mirror. I almost didn't recognize myself. I looked… beautiful. My curves were on full display but still pretty modest for a work environment. Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm I could just eat myself up… or let sexy god do it. I grabbed the things I needed for my presentation, my keys, and tumbler filled with coffee and left for work. On a normal day, I'd walk into the office and be greeted by few, ignored by most. Many wouldn't even know my name if it weren't for the fact that I'm just badass at this job. Today though, everyone was staring in my direction. You know how you're not even looking at anyone but you feel eyes on you from everywhere?? Yeah… that's what it was like. I was making sure my schedule was in order on my phone, when I looked up and saw all eyes on me. I stopped in my tracks confused as to what the problem was. I looked behind me and saw nothing, so I ignored the stares and slid into my office. That was strange I work for a Fortune 500 Tech company called Silver Lining. It's one of the richest corporations in the world. It's ran by the McCoy family and my boss is Raphael McCoy. He's the youngest of three, but is the one to take over for his father. His older brother started his own company and his sister is a well known scientist but damn if she couldn't be a model. Mr. McCoy is seen as this playboy/eligible bachelor. He's incredibly intelligent as well, so I can understand his father being comfortable with handing over his company to him. But a person can be two things at once. With all that said, he lacks decorum. He's been seen dating models and movie stars, roaming the world with a woman on each arm. I mean, he can date whomever he likes, but I can't see any of them being serious with that rough personality of his. In the office, he's blunt and demanding and never smiles at anyone. Although, I can tell he genuinely cares for his workers. I've known him to be the first on site if he hears about an injury and personally tries to help. He's understanding to women and men that have children and makes sure we all leave at a certain time of night. If we needed more time pass a certain deadline, he would step in to help with the workload until the work is completed. He really is an amazing boss. Strict and unfeeling most of the time, but good. I'm what you would call, his friendly face. I'm basically the liaison between him and the multitude of companies we work with. I have a degree in communications, marketing, and accounting. I also have degrees in Spanish and Mandarin. I'm naturally creative as well, and at times, I dip into that part of me for advertisement purposes of any deal. He has utilized me in every aspect of this company. My friendly face is just a bonus. I don't give off "snobby" and "better than you" vibes, but I'm also quite professional and can read a room. I've been working here since graduating college at 21. I'm 24, going on 25 in a few months. As much as I love my work, I'm thinking about moving on to something else. Maybe do more with my creative side. I make great money here, and I've invested and saved most of my income. Right now, I can safely walk away from this job securely for a good year and focus on what I would want to do for myself. I could begin my own business with the knowledge I've accumulated over the years from this job. I've made great connections, so I know I'd always have clients and be able to build up my own clientele. The only thing stopping me right now is me. I've worked up the courage to speak with Mr. McCoy about this after the closing of our current deal, which should be today. So yeah… I'm scared shitless. I was lost in thought when my friend Robin came into my office. She was looking at me with that "wait till I tell you" face of hers that I've come to fear. "Ummm, Vinnie?" She practically sang it. "Yessss Robin?!" I mimicked my crazy ass friend. "Is there any reason why you look completely delectable today?" "Is there any reason why you ask?" "Uhhh yeah!! First off, you can't just walk up in here dressed like a b***h on the cover of a magazine and expect no one to notice. Girl, when I say people’s jaws were getting swept up by the clean up crew when you walked in, I mean that s**t. Hell, I was one of them!!" I laughed at her antics. Robin could be real dramatic. "Binny, thanks for the compliment, but I doubt it was anything like that. I've been working here for years and never heard or seen anything like that from anyone when it comes to me. You sure Miranda ain't come bouncing in behind me?" "Positive. I was in the breakroom and heard a few guys talking about you. WHY THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING THIS SEXY ASS BODY FROM US! I mean, you've always had the face card on lock, but damn Divinity, I never knew you had a body like this. Well, I lowkey kinda knew, but you be ducking." I couldn't stop laughing again. She could not be any funnier if she tried and I know she's being serious. "Again, Binny, I just can't believe it. There's no way anyone is talking about me and I ain't turning heads except if it's to check off or approve someone else's work. So stop all that damn yelling in my office and help me get my s**t together for the meeting with our boss and Mr. Becker, Kay?" She rolled her eyes at me and waved me off. "You can sit there and play dumb or if you're actually dumb stop being it. You're sexy as f**k and whatever possessed you to come in looking like this today, I want to thank it because you've got to do this more often. And now since people have seen you like this once, I promise they'll never forget it." I groaned and she winks at me. I rolled my eyes at her. She walked over to my desk and began sifting through my documents and placing them in order. I took a look at her and smiled. She's the real knockout. She's 5’9 with a slight tan, straight black hair down her back. She's curvy but slender, nothing out of place. No more or less than perfection. I wasn't jealous of her in the slightest, though. She's stunning, yes, but she's also one of my closest friends. She's been telling me to branch out and do my own thing for a while and that she'd quit here and come work for me because she knows my business would bloom. "So, today's the day I talk to Mr.McCoy about leaving soon." Robin stops what she's doing and looks at me. "Are you for real? You sure? I know I've been pestering you, only because I believe in you. But there's no rushing this." "I know Binny, but I feel like it's the right time. In all honesty, I've been getting offers from other company heads and how they'd love to have me on staff. My pay would jump sky high as well. But you know it's not always about the money and I enjoy the work environment here. You can't find that everywhere. If I was going to leave, it would be for me and no one else." She smiled at me and held my hand. "This is why I love you. You play the part of the girl next door, but you definitely got some fire in you. Go be the badass you're meant to be and I'd always have your back. Plus, the perks of being the CEO’s best friend would be lovely." I slapped her hand away and pushed her. "Seriously! Get he f**k out." We both laughed and continued on with the little maintenance needed to my presentation. It was about 10:30 and the meeting was at 11. Binny and I moved to the conference room and began setting up. Once there, Binny couldn't help herself with talking about the many stares, glances, and hello’s I received on the way to the room. I just ignored her and began setting up my laptop to the projector. All documents that needed to be printed out were, plus emailed and I had a flash drive just in case something happens… and that something did. Just when I think s**t was smooth sailing, my laptop decided to stop working. Black screen. I turned it on and off, so it was charged but the screen black. I…was… panicking.