Arousing Emotions

CHAPTER 5

Elizabeth's Pov

"Elizabeth you are drunk, we need to start

going home, let me drop you off." Mr.

James told me, as he stood up from his

chair coming towards me.

"Leave me…" I said, while drunk

Mr. James lifted me up from where I was

sitting, as I fell on his chest hugging him

closely. My boss was also drunk but he

was conscious a little bit and aware of his

environment.

"I don't want to go home." I said while

hugging him. "Elizabeth, comport yourself we are in

public. You don't want to go home?

where do you want to go? I'm a married

man and I cant take you to my house,

Emily won't take it easy at all." Mr. James

said, removing my hand from his neck.

Take...me.. somewhere…take me

somewhere else please."

Mr. James tried to convince me to go

home, but I insisted. He then took me to a

nearby hotel where the unexpected

happened.

As we got to the hotel room, I vomitted on

my clothes which made Mr. James

change my clothes. "Touch me please…" I was naked, while

telling Mr. James

"Elizabeth! Stop! You are naked and I'm a

married man." He said, pushing me back.

"Don't you love me? When last did you

have intimate moment with your wife,

please I need you."

"Have you forgotten that you are my staff?

Do you….." Mr. James said, as I shut him

up by kissing his lips.

"Stop it!" Mr. James removed his lips after

a few minutes, I dragged him closer and

kissed him deep again. Soft music was being played, the lone

voice singing a seraphic note, Mr. James

followed the same pattern as the glove

and the flogger — but this time with his

mouth, kissing and sucking and

worshiping every inch of my body. He

tease each of my n*****s until they were

glistening with his saliva and standing at

attention. . .

His tongue went down to my belly, around

my navel, loving me. Tasting me.

Venerating me. Moving down, through my

pubic hair to her sweet, exposed clitoris

that’s begging for the touch of his tongue.

Around and around he swirl, drinking in my scent, drinking in my reaction, until he

feels my tremble beneath him. He drove

his tongue inside me, setting off another

shattering moan that was music to his

ears.

I was quite an instrument to play, so finely

tuned, and if he touched me right, I made

the most glorious sounds — raw, intense,

absolutely delicious noises of pleasure as

he plundered me with his tongue. He

grabbed my hair, yanked and pulled me

closer as I told him to do.

He thrust one finger inside me, crooking it

and hitting me in the spot that turned my

moans into one long, high-pitched

orgasm. I shuddered against him, my legs

quaking, and when he finally slowed to look up at her, he saw my hair was a wild

tumble, and my face was glowing.”

We were caught up in emotions, forgetting

what really matters. After the sexual

experience, we woke up the next day to

see ourselves naked.

"What have I done? Why am i naked?" I

asked Mr. James, waking up from the bed

and back to consciousness.

"Please calm down, Elizabeth please

relax." Mr. James told me.

"What do you mean sir? Where is this

place?"

"You were drunk last night, you told me

not to take you home so I took you to a nearby hotel. We are in the hotel." Mr.

James said standing up.

"So sir, what happened? Hope nothing

happened between us Mr. James?"

"We...we..had s*x Elizabeth" Mr James

said, turning his back at me.

"s*x!!!! How did that happen? Mr. James,

why would you do such a thing? I'm your

staff for crying out loud!!!"

"You asked for it, I resisted you but you

made me do it, I'm sorry Elizabeth."

"Me? I was drunk!! You shouldn't have.."

"I'm sorry." He said walking towards me. "Don't ! Don't come near me Mr. James." I

said, wearing my clothes and walking out

of the hotel room angry and disappointed

at myself.

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth! Elizabeth!!!!" Mr.

James called me but I turned deaf ears.

I ran out of the hotel room, thinking of

what transpired between Mr. James and I.

Fear gripped me as I thought about his

wife Emily Roland. My boss had

described her as a very strict person.

"If she can be rude and mean to her

husband, how much more me? She is

going to tear me into pieces" "What would my grandma do? What will

other staff members do? What have I put

myself into?" I said, as tears trickled down

my face.

I entered a public bus going towards my

house, I took a front seat beside the

driver.

"You are driving slow!" A man shouted

from the back.

"What do you mean? Should I increase

my speed?"

"Whatever!" The man at the back

shouted. "Miss, I'm I going too fast?" The driver

said, touching me with his other hand.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" I shouted,

as rage filled my voice.

"What's wrong? Why are you

aggressive?" The driver asked me.

"Please just concentrate on the steering

and mind your business!!"

The passengers murmured at the way I

spoke to the driver, but I was angry so I

didn't care.

When I finally got home, I didn't wait to

talk with my grandma as usual, I went

straight into my room locking the door. As I soliloquized about what transpired

between Mr. James and I. I couldn't

explain what happened to my grandma

and I had no one to express myself. They

would misunderstand and scold me. So I

hid the matter for weeks, out of shame

and fear I stopped going to the office."

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A few weeks later, I started noticing some

symptoms and I went to the doctor for

checkups.Only for me to discover that I

was pregnant for Mr. James, this was the

beginning of Lost in lust.

What would my boss's wife do? What will

my grandma do? Those thoughts lingered

in my mind.