Big Boss man

It’s a full on job

My alarm rings and wakes me with a start, I roll over and turn it off groaning about how early it is.

The drive to work is short and although we are on the outskirts of London its pretty scenic with the trees turning a soft shade of gold from the onset of autumn.

I moved here two years ago when my marriage broke down, and when I say broke down I mean when I caught my neighbour Liz on her hands and knees and my husbands c**k in her mouth.

My son already lived here so he let me stay with him until my divorce came through and I was able to buy my own place.

I climb into my fave skinny jeans, wearing a blue blouse that I tuck in and I place my favourite black boots on my feet.

My hair is dark blonde that falls to the top of my breasts and I have to say for forty two I look good.

Ariana Grande sings her heart out about being in different positions when I climb into my car, and with the sun shining I sing along without a care in the world.

Walking into work I see Penny coming from the kitchen carrying a steaming mug of coffee.

“Good morning Rebel” she smiles.

“Good morning Penny” I reply hanging my black jacket on the coat stand by the front door.

“So we have quite a few deliveries today, and just as many clothes going back” she says blowing her hot coffee.

“Ok, anything important I should know” I ask.

“Just that Mr Langley will be here all day today, he has a big fashion event coming up and he has to supply all the models with this seasons outfits”

“Sounds like a big deal” I reply

“Oh Rebel its an amazing event, and Mr Langley picks one of us to attend the show with him” she smiles looking off in to the distance.

“Oh wow, thats so cool”

“It is indeed” she replies

The main door opens and in breezes Mr hot boss himself.

Penny makes a hasty retreat into the other room and I quickly start up my pc to look busy.

“Good morning Miss Sterling” he said smiling as he walks past me into the other room.

“Good morning” I stutter after him, but he has already gone.

The smell of his aftershave leaves me smelling the air and looking like a real nutcase.

After lunch we are all gathered into the main meeting room for a discussion about the up coming event.

“Thank you everyone for finding time in your busy day to join me”

He looks at me when he said that, sending a light tingle between my legs.

What the f**k, what was that look for?

Holy s**t he is hot, and I cant stop staring.

“So the upcoming event is being held in Paris this year”

“Wow, Paris” is what Penny said looking at Marlene with a wink.

I just keep my head focused on my beautiful boss.

“As you know I have the awful task of picking Somone to come with me” he smiles looking around.

“Always the women though” says Ivan looking totally un-impressed.

“Well do you want to run around all evening pulling clothes of rails and fixing the models up with various outfits” replies Mr hotness.

“Well no, but....” Ivan can’t find the words.

“So that’s why I choose one of the ladies” is Mr beautifuls response.

I’m guessing Ivan is good at his job but he can be slightly lazy.

“So I have decided this year I’m not taking one person” he pauses, “I’m taking two”

There are multiple gasps and small chit chat around the room.

“Now I’m not making a decision yet, so don’t start fighting with each other just yet, I will be making my decision in the next two weeks”

“We have two independent houses coming to see us this week to look through some of our lines and make a final decision on what we take, so its going to be a few late nights and early starts”

I cant help but groan inside, because I hate getting up early and the thought of staying late makes me wanna roll my eyes, which I ended up doing and immediately regret doing it as Mr I’m so good looking caught me and tilts his head to one side in amusement.

“Thanks everyone” he says finishing the meeting as everyone gets up mumbling and walking to the door.

“Miss Sterling” I hear as I get to the door.

I turn slowly and stand not being able to move.

He walks over to me and stops in front of me.

He is taller than me so I have to look up.

“May I ask why you rolled your eyes”

Shit,,,s**t,,,s**t he saw.

“I didn’t realise I did” I reply looking away feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.

“Is there something you wish to say” he asks not moving.

“No, I’m good” I smile looking up at him and not looking away.

I must show confidence even if I don’t feel it right now.

“I’m guessing you don’t like early mornings” he asks with a slight smile.

“Depends what I’m woken up for” I reply and instantly blush again because that sounded far more s****l than I intended.

He smiles showing me his perfect white teeth.

“Well I can think of lots of good things to wake up to” he replies making me look away from his intense gaze.

I need to leave and like now, because I swear I’m going to drown soon in my own body juices.

“I should really get back to work” I say turning to leave.

He stands there and puts his hands in his pockets making me look down at his crotch.

Shit,,, s**t,,, s**t.

What is wrong with me?

He smiles again and I scurry away feeling totally horrified by my actions.

I don’t get time to dwell on what’s happened because Rash arrives with the first of three deliveries, all consisting of hundreds of clothes hanging from metal racks.

Penny and Marlene look more flushed as the day goes by, not stopping for coffee or even water, and when five o’clock comes and goes its Mr f**k me eyes that breaks my silence with his leaving.

“Have a good evening Miss Sterling” he smiles opening the door.

“You too Mr Langley” I reply not looking up at him.

It takes me a few seconds to realise he is still standing there.

When I finally look up he is staring at me with a look of pure amusement on his damn good looking face.

“Please call me Shane”

I don’t know what to do, or say.

“Ok” is all I reply with.

He leaves and closes the door quietly laving me sitting there at a loss of what just happened.

Once home I pour myself a drink and collapse on the sofa.

My son calls and talks me through his day telling me about this girl he has a crush on.

My son Dillion, is the sweetest thing, he is tall and athletic with tattoos all over his body, something I never really approved of but even I cant deny how good they look.

He’s twenty two and doing well for himself.

Climbing in bed that night I cant help but think of my super hot sexy boss, and the fact that he asked me to call him by his first name.

But then everyone probably has been asked to call him by his first name.

The next day I wake thirty minutes earlier than usual because I want to make myself look good.

I straighten my hair and put it up in a high pony, I put on some fitted black trousers and some mid length high heel shoes, my top is a white ruffled blouse that shows off just enough of my pert breasts but not enough to be slutty.

I walk in to work as Rash arrives carrying a large box addressed to Mr Langley personally.

Penny is busy on the phone and Marlene is talking over the shoulder of Hans in a deep discussion about changing a page on the website.

So feeling brave I walk up to Mr Langleys office and knock on the door.

“Come” I hear him yell.

Jesus that word makes me wanna come.

I open the door and walk in with the box still in my arms.

“Sorry to bother you” I say struggling with the heavy box.

He sees me and gets up from his chair, Marching towards me he comes to take the box from my arms.

His Hands brush across mine and it sends a bolt of electricity up my arm.

At the same time he looks directly at my chest and makes me blush.

“Thank you Miss Sterling” he smiles putting the box on the table.

I rub my arm where the box has now left a mark and turn to leave.

Mr f**k me now comes over to me and gently rubs the area that is marked on my arm.

“You should have asked for help” he said looking quite stern.

I remove my arm slowly and step back.

“It’s ok, it wasn’t that heavy” I reply not able to take my eyes off him.

“Well it was heavy enough to leave a mark” he replies.

“Well I better get back” I say feeling awkward.

“I get the feeling you can’t wait to get away from me” he asks looking amused.

“No, not at all Mr Langley, I have stuff to do” I reply.

“I told you to call me Shane” he smiles.

“And I told you to call me Rebel” I reply thinking what’s good for you is also good for me.

“Touché” he replies nodding.

I turn to leave and when I get back to the door I look back at his royal hotness standing with is hands in his pockets.

Again I look at his crotch and instantly regret it.

I don’t look at his face, I just wonder back to my desk and continue to scan todays documents.

So it’s Friday night and I’m completely on my own again, same old same old.

No friends and no life.

I finish my vodka and pour myself another feeling sorry for myself.

My phone pings with a message from a number I don’t know.

‘Good evening Rebel, hows your evening so far’

Who the hell is this?

‘Hi, who is this?’ I send back.

“Guess”

Oh god it could be anyone.

“I have no clue who you are’ I send.

I take another sip of my drink.

‘Who would you like it to be?’ Is the reply I get.

Oh god there are a number of people I wish it would be.

“I don’t know, maybe someone like Jason statham, or Ryan gosling maybe?’

This person is really starting to annoy me.

“Ok but how about someone you know?, maybe someone who’s not a movie star?’

They ask getting me to really think.

I don’t know too many people at this stage in my life and once upon a time I would have said my husband but not anymore.

“I suppose the only other person that springs to mind is my smoking hot boss’ I send it and instantly regret my decision.

What the hell am I doing I yell in my own head and down my drink.

“So you do think I’m hot”

Fuck,,,f**k,,,f**k.

Now what do I say.

“Yes I suppose I do’ I send with shaking hands.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to send that” I reply straight away.

I don’t get a reply after that and it kind of pisses me off, but I go to bed and think no more of it.

The weekend is my time to catch up on housework and do laundry which is something I have always hated doing.

Dillion invites me out for dinner on Sunday which was nice, we don’t spend no where near as much time together as we should but I know he is busy and well I guess I am now too.

Walking into work Monday my heart is in my mouth, I’m so nervous to see Mr Langley, I mean Shane that I can’t concentrate.

Kathrine comes from the other room looking stunning in her tight royal blue dress that hugs her body.

“Good morning Rebel” she smiles

“Good morning Kathrine” I reply suddenly realising I haven’t seen her since last Monday or Tuesday.

“Mr Langley would like to see you in his office” she adds walking to the front door and disappearing yet again.

Oh god what could he possibly want with me.

He’s going to fire me about the messages and calling him hot.

He needs to understand when I have had a drink I don’t have control over my actions.

I make myself a cup of tea and walk to his office and knock on the door.

“Come” he shouts making me squeeze my legs together.

I open the door and walk in cautiously.

He sits behind his desk and does not move when I stop in front of him.

His room is quite cool with some really cool black and white pictures hanging on the wall.

He eventually stands up and comes to the same side of the desk as me making me step back.

“So I have decided I want you to come to Paris with me and Marlene” he said placing his hands in his pockets.

Why does he do that, because he knows I will bloody well look down at him, thats why.

“Why me” I ask with a look of shock.

“Why not you” he asks tilting his head again.

He looks so sexy when he does that.

“Because I have only been here one week” I reply.

“And the trip isn’t for another month, so we have plenty of time to get to know each other” he smiles sitting on the edge of his desk.

“Can I think about it” I ask folding my arms.

“It’s kind of part of your job I’m afraid, non negotiable” he adds

“So if I say no, I lose my job” I ask feeling totally out of my comfort zone.

“Well no, but It would make me question your position here with us”

Wow and there it is, I have to go or else.

“Well I guess thats settled then” I say walking to the door wanting to leave.

“Rebel” he calls behind me making me stop.

“I promise you will have an amazing time” he adds making me turn to look at his beautiful face.

I close the door behind me and wonder back to my desk.

Why didn’t he mention the text message from the weekend?

And why would he want me to go to Paris?, what about Penny?

I can’t dwell on it, so sitting back in my chair I smile.

Well It looks like I’m off to Paris.