Don’t Poke The Bear

Chapter 27 Mamba/Carmen

Mamba/Carmen

I woke up on my own on Christmas Day and it was the lowest I had ever felt. My whole family were at my brother’s home in Italy and my bloody flight had been cancelled so I couldn’t be with them. Antonio’s private jet had been grounded because of a fault with the engine and he had asked around for one of his friend’s jets but they were all using them for Christmas. So that left me stranded in London. I could have went to a friend’s house but they were all out of town visiting their families so that left me on my own. I was conflicted when Mr Quade asked me to his family Christmas, but I decided to go because although I was pretending to be his assistant I was really in his office spying on all of the staff to find out who had been stealing from my brothers company. It had only took me around half an hour to figure it out but I had to collect as much evidence as I could and I enjoyed spending my days watching Mr Quade behind his desk. He was so unbelievably hot that I was dragging out my investigation. I had spent all of Christmas Eve hung over from the head office party the night before but I had promised Mr Quade a cake and I decided to make some other treats for the kids. As I was cooking I wondered what food Wolfie would cook on Christmas Day without me being there. But my mind wondered to Mr Quade. Mr Quade was possibly one of the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my life so the fact that he had invited me to spend Christmas dinner with him had cheered me up a little. As I made his cake I couldn’t stop day dreaming about him. Although he could be a little hard on me for no reason he had apologised but I had to wonder why he had been so short with me lately. But when he stood in the freezing cold car park my heart melted because it was incredibly sweet of him to wait with me. He put his hands in his pockets just like Major Connor used to and I’d realised that I had a warped perception of him too. I thought he was some bad boy that fancied himself but every now and then he seemed nervous around me. I was very cold towards him until it was just him and I in his office alone and being that close to him made me breathless. He reminded me of my old school teacher Mr Hughes they way he would give me a hard time for no reason and it turned me on to the point that I had to hold myself back from f*****g him right there in his office. I wondered what he looked like naked. I wondered what he was like in bed. I wondered so much that I nearly burnt his cake. I decided that Mr Quade was about to have the best Christmas of his life. I was going there to drink his booze.. and then I was going to bounce on his c**k until Boxing Day.