The first kiss

Burning desire

He couldn't help himself but think of kissing her beautiful soft lips while drowning in her beautiful eyes. He wanted so badly to remove her from his mind, but the desire was too unbearable. He thought of ripping her jeans off and throwing her on his king-sized bed and giving it to her like no other. He thought of all the different positions he could f**k her in. He closed his eyes and slid his hand up and down his fully erected p***s. He kept the pace slow and increased it. He slid faster and faster until he could hear the echo of his own mourning. He threw his head backwards and came. He comforted himself by thinking that was very normal for him since he hadn't had s*x since Michelle's passing 2 years ago. He got out of the shower and dressed. He grabbed his car keys and left. But before he could leave, he remembered the dirty suit, he packed it and went with it to the office. On his way he was reassuring himself that he didn't want to collect it, but deep down he wanted to see her.

It was time to knock off, the two ladies said goodbyes to their boss and their colleagues. They left the café and went to ger taxi. Jennifer didn't stay long. She lived a few blocks away, so she quickly got a cab. She also didn't stay for long before getting one. She reached her apartment, unpacked her bags and prepared a healthy meal for herself. Before she went to bed, she called her mom. Two weeks had passed since she arrived in the city, and she was so busy with work that she forgot about the suit that she had to wash. "Hey Nicole, you didn't give me feedback on the suit, did you meet your dream man again?" holly sh**t. " I totally forgot about that" She quickly searched her handbag to find the address, the card was written, Aliandro Marero 08256458643 address 1545 Avenue street. She ran to her boss's office and asked for the rest of the day off. Since there were not a lot of customers, the lady gave her a day off. She removed the uniform and wore her clothes. She let her hair down and reapplied her make up. She got a taxi and off she went. When she reached the Marero Empire, she was shocked at the sight of the office in front of her. It was more than a mansion than an office. She told the secretary that she was there for Mr Marero. The secretary, who appeared to be really rude, looked at her and continued working on her computer. Nicole saw a door with a sign, Mr Marero. She walked straight to the door, before the secretary could stop her, she was already in, to her surprise, there was a board meeting in the office. Aliandro looked at her surprised and signaled her to go out. She was so embarrassed, but she had no choice but to wait for the meeting to be over. After seeing her, his focus was completely disturbed, and what he could think of was to remove her sexy summer dress. He quickly ended the meeting by faking a headache. Immediately after the people left, he called his secretary in and demanded why she would let someone disturb his meeting. He gave her a last warning, and told her to call the lady in. "What gave you the right to come into my office?" He shouted at her. She was so scared that she started shaking and ran out of breath. Tears ran down her cheeks until they turned red. She had never been this scared. He regretted shouting at her and quickly offered her water, and sat her down. She calmed down and composed herself. She came eye to eye with the most handsome man she had ever seen. In her 26 years of leaving she had never felt like this for any man. She wiped her eyes dry and found herself drowned in the beautiful green eyes. "What brings you here, Mem," his deep seductive voice snapped her back to reality. She breathed in after realizing she had held in a breath for a long time. She stood up and extended her hand for a handshake, Nicole Fernandez, she introduced herself. He shook her hand, Aliandro Marero. He said his name too. "I am so sorry Mr Marero for not picking up your suit on time, I was, busy with work. I came to get it today if you don't mind. I am also very sorry for entering your office without permission." She sincerely apologized. "Too late Ms Fernandez, the suit was already taken care of. Unfortunately, the stain didn't want to get off, so I threw it away." She was so scared after hearing everything and could only expect the worst. "If I told you to pay for the damage you have caused, you wouldn't be able to. It a was a designer suit by the best designers in France." He continued talking while looking at her scared little face. "However, I have a proposal for you. You can work at my house for 5 months to pay off the damage. I will pay you enough, you will have more than enough on your account when your five-month expires. What do you think of my proposal?" She took a sip of her water, and looked at him for a few minutes while digesting all that she was told. "Mr Marero, I have a job, and it wouldn't be nice for me to live the old lady when she desperately needs me." Don't worry about that, sign this contract and I will be expecting you on Monday morning. She was so shocked to realize that he had been planning this. She signed the contract, but before she could leave, he stopped her and offered to drop her off.

The week went by quickly, and it was already Monday morning. She carried her bags, since she was going to live there. His house was a 3-hour drive from her house, so she figured it wouldn't be easy for her to wake up every day for five whole months and drive for 3 hours. As they agreed, she reached there around 7. Aliandro opened her shirtless with shorts on. She looked at his masculine body and could feel her knees go weak. He was also equally affected by her presence. A sun-kissed beauty with eyes like molten gold. Her long, flowing hair, a cascade of amber waves, framed a face that seemed almost ethereal. A gentle smile played on her lips, revealing teeth as white as pearls. Her skin, soft and smooth as satin, glowed with a warm, radiant hue. He felt his pe** erect, he quickly greeted her and helped her carry her bag to the guest room. She walked slowly and still couldn't maintain her balance, she still felt weak whenever she looked at his bare shoulders. She distracted herself by looking around the house. A Sanctuary of Romance

The inside of the house was a testament to refined taste and old-world charm. Sunlight poured through tall, arched windows, casting intricate patterns on the polished hardwood floors. A crackling fireplace, flanked by bookshelves overflowing with leather-bound volumes, cast a warm, inviting glow.

The living room was dominated by a plush velvet sofa, its cushions plump and inviting. A grand piano sat in one corner, its polished ebony surface reflecting the flickering firelight. In the distance, a gentle breeze stirred the curtains, revealing a breathtaking view of a sprawling garden.

The bedrooms were equally enchanting. Soft, luxurious fabrics draped the beds, and delicate lace curtains adorned the windows. A small writing desk sat by the window, its surface littered with papers and pens.