My Twin Obsession

Chapter 6

While Renee told me more about the company and my tasks and responsibilities as the personal assistant of the Woodhouse brothers and gave me a mini tour of our floor, I looked calm and collected even if I was anything but those things.

We were 10 people working on the top floor, not including the CEOs. There was obviously Renee and me, and then six men and two other women responsible for some kind of projects here or researching other companies the Woodhouse twins could invest in. I really hadn't grasped the power these twins held until this moment.

After some quick conversations with each of my new co-workers, I had an inkling that most of them liked Adrian a bit more than Jake, but they definitely respected both of them as businessmen. And they definitely loved their jobs. They had only good things to say about their bosses and I had the feeling that no other women working here had experienced anything similar to the situation I had walked in just an hour ago. Yey. I felt so special.

After the initial getting-to-know-everyone talks, Renee led me back to my office. The door to Adrian's and Jake's room was closed, fortunately, so I didn't have to see and talk to them yet. Renee warned me that the twins liked their personal space, so unless there was an emergency I shouldn't go in their office without a personal invitation from them.

She also told me that their previous assistant Lea had left in a hurry because of a family emergency and won't be here to help me settle in in person, but she had left a folder on my desk, explaining what I have to know about the job and if there still are some questions, I can always ask Renee and she'll help as much as she can, or direct me to someone else who is more knowledgable in that area of expertise.

I wondered if there really had been a family emergency or her bosses had made her too uncomfortable to stay.

Anyway, I was left alone in my new office, which was bigger than my previous one, and though it did not have a floor-to-ceiling window, it had a small couch and a coffee table which was way better. Not that it mattered at the moment, because even though I was supposed to get comfy in my new office and learn about my position, I wanted nothing else as throw some things around and scream in the frustration I felt after everything that had happened with Adrian and Jake today.

Even the hour-long tour hadn't helped me calm down even a little and the itching in my lower region wasn't going anywhere, so I had to take care of it. Otherwise, it would be hard to concentrate on the folder in front of me and the whole day would be spent daydreaming.

I went to lock my doors and then pulled my pants down. My jacket and blouse followed quickly, leaving me simply in my undergarments. I plugged in my headphones and put on a video on my phone to get myself off faster. Having my office so close to the CEOs made this feel dangerous and forbidden and the fact that I was pleasuring myself with them working just next to me turned me on so much, that it didn't take much to take me over the edge.

I shuddered, riding our my orgasm. I kept lying on the couch, spent and waiting for my energy to return. I lazily stopped the video that I didn't even need this time, and after a few minutes got up and finally started my first day as Mr. Woodhouse and Mr. Woodhouse's personal assistant.

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No one interrupted me the whole day, but since Renee had warned me not to trouble the twins without a reason, I happily stayed in my office. I read the files that Lea had left me, looked through the folders left in the bookshelves and generally tried to understand what a day in Adrien's and Jake's life looked like. From Lea's notes I understood that the guys didn't ask their assistant to do much outside from the work stuff, no runs to the dry cleaning or orders to get them food or coffee. Though it looked like I was responsible for scheduling meetings both with their business associates and their dates. Though I probably shouldn't be surprised by that.

When I left my office at five, I felt so tired that my bed was the only thing on my mind. Therefore it was no surprise that I didn't see Jake standing in his office door, leaning at the frame until he spoke up.

"How was your first day, Isabella?" I jumped, and, when I looked at him, I felt myself blush. The images of him f*****g that girl flooded my mind and it was hard to focus on his words.

Hard. Just like his d**k when it was penetrating her relentlessly.

I groaned at myself and tried to think of an answer to his question. What did he ask? Oh yeah, how my day was. Completely normal, professional question.

"It was fine. I thought that one of you would stop by, though. To help me understand what you expect from me." I forced a smile. It was after work hours and there was no way I wanted to linger here any more than what was necessary, especially after everything that had happened today. I felt humiliated, though I was happy it was Jake standing here. I couldn't bear a conversation with Adrian at this point. I would probably slap him, kick him and then quit for being so disrespectful towards me.

"We believed it would be better if today you met with your co-workers and studied Lea's work." He pushed away from the door and came closer. "And, you know, didn't have to see us for a couple of hours," he added, smiling, though it didn't reach his eyes.

I felt uncomfortable and stepped back. "Well, I guess you're right. So," I took another step back "I guess we'll see each other tomorrow," I wanted to turn around and leave the room, but Jake reached for my hand and before I could react, he brought it to his lips and kissed it. Just as fast as he had taken it, he released it and retreated back.

"Have a nice evening, Isabella," he said and went back to his office. Before shutting the door, he looked at me again and smirked. "Though if you ever feel the need to pleasure yourself, just come and find us. We'll do a better job."

And with that, he left me speechlessly staring at the closed door.

Had he heard me? That was impossible, I was too quiet for that. Then, the understanding dawned. I sniffed my fingers, and though very faint, you could still feel the smell of my arousal lingering, which he probably had smelled when he kissed my hand.

"f**k me," I cursed. I felt like I was already losing the war between us, so I left the building as fast as I could, hoping Adrian was either long gone or in his office, so I wouldn't have to see him. And at least once, I got lucky.