Falling for Her Boss Again

More Kisses

Larry

I never think that she has it in her to scribble her thoughts on the little pink Post-it. What she thinks of me as her boss, how she writes about my body, how she wishes that she has the courage to kiss me. She also writes that she imagines what it’ll feel like to lay in bed with me. God, even in her scribbles, her way of thinking is cute and sweet.

That lips though...I’ve kissed women, lots of them, but I never enjoy those kisses as much as the one with Gemma. The sweet PA that I never think of more than an employee. I have to restrain myself to not maul her right there and then, in the privacy of my office. And not because I haven’t done so with other women in the past. I had to plant my hands on her waist just to keep them from roaming freely on her body. Damn... I really do want to feel her young, supple body.

I am back to thinking about our kiss the first moment I’m awake and getting hard. I groan when my c**k tent under the covers and I sigh as I give it a lazy stroke. My mind wanders back to yesterday, reminiscent of how her lips feel, how her body was pliant under my touch, how she shuddered when I feel her nervousness.

My strokes become faster and harder when I imagine how her naked body feels under me, how her moans will sound like when I taste her, lick her, how her spine will arch, her thighs will part wider to let me in, for me to push my throbbing d**k inside her, then hearing her whimpering as she’s getting closer to her climax...fuck!

So f*****g hard for her.

I reached out to my side table for a bottle of lube and back to stroking my c**k, frantically pumping my d**k, parting my legs, then kicking the covers. My hand keeps on moving up and down my length, vigorously, until I let out one single desperate moan and make a mess on my stomach.

Shit! That’s... Ugh...this is too good to ignore. Now, I can not have her. I need her in my bed... and whatever I want, I will get it. The hell with office rules. I am the office. I am the boss and I will have her.

*****

Gemma greets me just like any other morning and I greet her back with a knowing look. I smirk when she blushes, yet she still follows me into my office after grabbing documents I need for my morning meeting with our client, along with my tech staff.

As I take my seat, I watch how she rests the cup of coffee on my desk and put the stack of papers in front of me. Her creamy skin, her dainty fingers, the way she leans down, I even stare at how her ass is shaped by her proper knee-length skirt. These traits have never interested me before. She’s not seducing me. This has always been her way to cater and assist me with my work in the morning. But now...now all I can see is her, and I cannot unsee. I cannot see Gemma as just my PA. My treacherous mind keeps on going back to my morning and how I had imagined her and bursting my load like a teenager.

“How are you this morning?” I ask after taking a lazy sip of my coffee.

“Um… sorry?”

Yeah, I figure she’ll get nervous again when I start probing her with personal questions. But I just can’t help myself. I love seeing her cheeks blush. Great, now I’m imagining how her other cheeks will blush when I grab and squeeze them as I f**k her from behind. Okay...I really don’t need a b***r ten minutes before my morning meeting starts.

“Gemma, I am asking how you are this morning. Did you leave another note here after our kiss yesterday?” I nudge the stacks of papers on my left. “Maybe an evaluation?” I tease and smile smugly, seeing her cheeks reach a deeper shade of pink.

Lovely.

“I...I’m good. N-no...notes. I checked.”

“Aw...why? Now I’ll be thinking about our kiss all day and what you actually think of it.”

“It was so good.” She blurted out, then let out a cute little gasp, putting her hand over her mouth, then shaking her head, telling me that she was sorry.

“Why? I’m glad that you like it, come here,” I move my chair back and parted my legs and smirk when her eyes go wide as saucers.

“I...I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“Why?”

“Um...um...I...you have a meeting,” she quickly gave out an excuse. I have to calm myself down, really trying not to laugh. She’s too shy, and I am enjoying her stutter and naïveness too much.

Almost all the women I’ve spent time with have been throwing themselves at me, and it has been too long since I enjoyed the teasing and innocent flirting. This is exactly like high school all over again. Obviously, without the virgins and awkward anxiety, performance issues. Now, I have the experience and I know exactly how to please a woman, eh...even two women at the same time. Yep, I’ve been exploring my sexuality, and to have this beautiful, shy woman in front of me, was making me want to unravel her.

“So, you’re saying that if I don’t have a meeting in a couple of minutes, you will think whatever I have in mind is a good idea?”

“Uh...I...”

I get up from my chair and put my hand on her neck, my thumb caresses her jaw before I have my morning kiss. Her hands are on my chest. “Open up, Gemma, let me in,” I whisper in her ear before getting back to deepen our kiss. I backed away abruptly before grabbing the papers and sauntering out of my office, feeling her stare at the back of my head.

“Later Gemma.” I chuckle as I leave her still speechless in my office.

One hour into the meeting, I was bored and decided to text Gemma, while the head of our tech department spilled his words on the latest development for our client’s project.

Me: Order us lunch from Barneys.

Gemma: Okay, what do you like to order?”

Me: Choose for me. Something fulfilling, I need to quench my hunger for you.

Gemma: Okay.

I smiled, looking at her instant reply, already imagining her rosy cheeky from my innuendo. It takes me a second before I compose myself, focusing my brain back on the meeting.

“Your company will grow fast with us, the expansion is inevitable, and the profit is around the corner. Our staff will happily assist you with further questions, but I’m deeply sorry that I have to excuse myself for another meeting. Mr. Chong, you have my direct line. Do not hesitate to call, and we are still on for golf tomorrow, yeah?” I got up from my seat and shook hands with Samuel Chong the oldest heir of the Chong family business. The man has taken over for his father, who has stepped down and retired early.

Richardson Worldwide had worked with their family years ago and only now I manage to get his son to dive deeper into the tech side of our business, putting in more money and trust, expanding our deals, and expecting more profit for both of us.

“Larry, thank you for your time sitting in the meeting. I know you’re a busy man.”

“Please Samuel, never too busy for you.” I plaster my winning smile, liking that he greets me with my first name. It’s good to build a rapport with a client and I want my employees to know that we too need to service them as individuals aside from our moneymakers. Samuel Chong grew up here after his parents moved his family from Hong Kong decades ago, there were whispers of them moving back and expanding their business back home, and I aim to get on that boat. We have a Hong Kong rep office, and we can grow faster having Samuel Chong’s family behind us. That is why I play the long game. I am patient enough that I know I can get Richardson Worldwide on the map.

After minutes of pleasantries, I leave the meeting room to go to another meeting with my older brother Tyler for an upcoming board members meeting. By board members, meaning we mainly focus on our dad, the man can be insanely sharp even at his age. I dare say that he gets more demanding as he starts letting his sons take more responsibilities in the office. Well, probably because our other brothers, Ralph and Dale, wanted nothing to do with the company.

The meeting with Tyler ended just before lunchtime. It was too long and too exhausting and my stomach practically growled when I entered my office and lunch was sitting on the coffee table and Gemma was by my desk laying paperwork for me to look at.

“I hope you put your notes there,”

She snaps her head, clearly surprised that I had entered the room without her knowing it. Well...well, it’s going to be a pleasant lunch indeed.