Tempting His Personal Assistant

Sleeping beauty

Author's POV:-

A deep sigh escapes Nelson's lips as he waits in the club's men's washroom for the unconscious woman's friend to come for her. Looking at the said woman, who was peacefully sleeping in his arms, he recalled the scenes that happened a few moments ago as a small smile adores his lips.

******Flashback******

Spending the weekend night in a club full of sweating and drunken bodies wasn't Nelson's cup of tea but when your boss drags you with his bestfriend, just because he doesn't have a booty call that night, you can't do much but let him drag you where ever he wants.

Nelson signed tiredly, as he looked at his boss and his best friend betting on who can have more shots in 30 seconds. Children *sign*. Sometimes he wonders how these men can be one of the most successful businessmen in the US. They behave like kids when he's alone with them and he's left to take care of the mess that most of the time they create.

Shaking his head at their childish behaviour, he left the VIP Room to look for the comfortroom as he needed to relieve himself. It didn't took him long to find the comfortroom but when he entered in it he was stunned to find a woman washing her face in front of the washbasin.

He double checked the sign on the door to confirm if he was at the right place or not, but the sign reads as *Men's washroom* not *Women's washroom*. Looking back at the woman he found her staring back at him and when their eyes met he felt the air sucked out from his lungs.

'Beautiful', was the first thought that came to his mind as he starred back at the black hair Asian beauty in front of him that had a confused expression on her face.

Her head tilted to the side, perfectly sculptured brows furrowed, her small dark eyes blinking and squinting trying to focus, her small pink lips were in a cute pout which Nelson was feeling hard to look away from.

He didn't know when his feet started moving on their own and he was standing in front of her, looking her in a daze as if he's never seen a pretty face before. But there was something about this Asian woman that left him bounded to whatever spell she had casted on him.

Her beautiful features were finally pulled into a scowl as she tilted her face upward to look him in the eyes. Blue met dark brown. She was a short one, barely reaching his shoulder and Nelson found her height cute. It'll be easy for him to pick her up when he'll be kissing those pouty lips while pressing  her to the wall so that he can fu.......

WHAT THE f**k!!!!!!!!!!

Snapping out of his not so innocent thought, he noticed that her small hands were gripping his denim jacket, trying to stand properly but was having a hard time.

'Probably had more drinks than she could handle', he thought as she tried asking him something but the words came out slurred and jambled , he couldn't make out the sentence.

"wdat cho djinm hsrrr?????", she blabbered again but he couldn't understand a single words.

"Miss, are you alright ?", instead he asked her but felt dumb after asking such a stupid question. Of course she's not alright, she's drunk in men's washroom that too alone.

"Miss, does someone came with you ? Someone that can come for you and will take you home ?", he tried asking the drunken women but to no avail.

She was drunk as f**k and was having a tough time staying awake. Her grip on his jacket was loosing by each passing second and she was at the brink of passing out. So he tried finding her mobile, which he found laying on the countertop with her purse.

By the time Nelson was done unlocking her mobile (which mind you didn't had any password lock on it) and calling her bestfriend ( which again was easy since the number was on speed dial ) to come and pick her friend up, the Asian beauty changed into sleeping beauty in his arms.

****** Flashback Ends******

Nelson signed tiredly, again. He was doing that alot lately. He was tired of waiting and wanted to go home as soon as possible. Even after waiting for so long nobody came to get the woman. He even tried calling her friend again but she was out of reach now, so he did the only thing that was possible to do in this kind of situation. He took her home with him.

Half an hour later,

Nelson had just reached his apartment and had placed the Asian beauty in his guest room. And now, standing by her side with his hands on his hips, he was debating on what to do with her  tight dress. She was clearly not comfortable in that tight body-hugging off-shoulder dress, as she was groaning in frustration while trying to stretch the fabric to make it more comfortable in her sleepy state but wasn't successful.

Huffing, he padded towards his room that was nextdoor to the guest one, Nelson returned with a random black t-shirt and a pair of grey boxer shorts which belonged to him. First he removed her heels, which was kind of a difficult work for him considering they had way too much straps. But once gone he couldn't help but gave her cute baby feet a little bit of massage with his strong hands. They were so soft to his touch and he thought she also appreciated his efforts, if the soft moans she released in her state of unconsciousness could be accounted of appreciation.

But those sounds slipping from her small pouty lips went straight to junior Nelson which surprised him too. Never in his 28 years of life had any woman effected him the way this Asian beauty was effecting him, that too in her unconscious state.

'Snap out of it man. You've got business to deal with.' , he talked to himself and placed her feet back on the bed.

Scooting closer, he rolled the woman towards her side and tried finding the zipper of her dress. Once found, he pulled it down and then came the big task. With uneven breathing and shaking hands, he pulled her dress down while trying to control his rapidly beating heart.

He was doing it perfectly fine until the dress came down from her breast and Nelson lost it.

" f*****g HELL", he cursed loudly when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Looking at her soft mounds and those dark brown n*****s, he was tempted to touch them , lick them and suck the life out of them. He never new that he preferred dark n*****s than those pinkish one and with her medium cup size they looked so much more exotic to him.

His hands, as if they had their own mind, inched closer to her blossom. He wanted to feel their softness in his hand, wanted to check their firmness, he wanted to give them his special massage. He wanted to do so many things to them, to her, to this sleeping beauty, to his sleeping beauty. Though she wasn't his to say, but he was sure that this isn't the only time they are going to meet. There's more to this story, their story.

Having a dazed look on his face, Nelson's right hand reached to her left blossom and just before he could grab the soft mound, he was kicked by her in her sleep and Nelson's ass kissed the floor with a load thud. Groaning in pain, he came back to his senses and silently thanked the woman who was sleeping soundly on her stomach now, for kicking him and awakening his rational brain from it's sleep.

Quickly getting up from the floor, he didn't paid any attention to his butt that was aching and undressed her from her dress. Grabbing his t-shirt and boxers, he dressed her in them. He didn't paid any attention to her stomach that had a little bit of baby fat, didn't paid attention to her wide hips which by far was his most favourite part of her body, didn't paid attention to her neither region that were clad in white lace panties which begged him to rip them apart, didn't paid attention to her thick thighs that he wanted to be wrapped around his waist while he do sinful things to her. No, he certainly not paid any attention to them at all.

After covering her in the comforter, he was going to turn the lamp on the nightstand off when he glanced at her beautiful face again and the argue to kiss her good night was overwhelming him.

'Just a small peck on the lips won't hurt, right ?', he asked himself and without dwelling on the thought much leaned towards her.

Removing a few traitorous strands of her jet black hair that were irritating her, he cupped her right cheek and pecked her softly on her pouty lips and stayed that way a little more than a second or two. Straightening reluctantly, he gave one last glance to her before proceeding to leave when he felt a hand wrapping around his left wrist.

Nelson went stiff, he new that it was the woman's hand that was stopping him but couldn't find the courage to turn around and face her, who probably had an angry expression on her cute face. Surely she was aware of his deed and he felt asamed of himself for doing all this. He was always the more sensible one, always thinking rationally before doing anything but he found out that when it come to this particular woman, all his rationality was thrown out of the window.

Gulping down the non-existing lump in his throat, Nelson turned slowly to face her anger but was surprised to find her still sleeping. She was pulling his arm in her sleep towards herself and snuggled to it once he leaned a little towards her. She was hugging his arm as if it was her favourite stuff toy which she went to bed with all the time, just like a kid, as a cute smile played on her lips. Nelson couldn't find it in him to remove his arm from her grip and disturb her peaceful sleep. She looked too cute to him.

So he slipped in the comforter next to her and let her hug his arm, as he let her scent of roses and honey lull his to a dreamless slumber. He was too exhausted to think about the coming morning and with it her reaction when she would find out herself in a stranger's bed, clad in his clothes while she hugging him on her sleep.