The Glass Office

Chapter 7: The rules

 With intense looks we stare at each other sitting at opposite sides of the table. Almost as if our bodies are taking each other in…yearning for each other. I finally broke the silence “Rules you said?” I asked feeling in control. “Did I tell you that you look good in that dress? It curves perfectly with all your curves. Cups everything perfectly" he says staring and pointing towards my breasts. I continue to follow each of his movements trying to anticipate his next movement. “You got the job on merit, no question about that, but when I saw you, I new I had to have you. So my rules are this” he gets up and takes my hand and pull me close “I can have you whenever and however I want to and in return you will be treated like a princess and have everything you ever wanted.” He smashes his lips onto mine and his smooth lips make my legs go jelly. He taste like chocolate with a hint of peppermint. I feel his full shaped packs through his shirt and his arousal…he pulls away, leads me back to my seat leaving me wanting him, craving him! “ As the gentleman that I am, I will give you a few days to think this over" he says with a smirk on his face. “And what if I decline?” I asked playing along with his quirky game. The shocked look on his face, as if he didn’t think that it can be an option. “Well Miss Pugg that will be entirely up to you. I will not make things awkward for you, I will gladly give you another promotion and live can go on as before.” I am stunned by his sudden coldness and before I can say anything he gets up. “ Please order anything you like, and he (pointing to the driver outside) will make sure you get home safely.” He said on his way out. I am confused and angry at myself for the answer I gave him. Am I considering this offer? I stare out onto the ocean, the stars meeting the ocean and I take a big sip of the wine that was brought which felt like hours ago. I decide to stay a while and get something to eat. Might as well I am already here and I am starving. His scent still lurking around as if he never left. I quickly asked the waiter if he can make it to go, I needed to get to my own space to clear my head of him.