FALLING FOR MY BOSS'S BROTHER

TEN

I went back to the office, I wanted to get caught up in a few things but it was just an excuse so I didn’t have to go home to Zoey. Our relationship has been having a few problems along the way, I could blame Zoey’s and I lack of connection or interests in the same thing but I feel that wouldn’t be fair to her as that wasn’t the problem. It might be the nail to the coffin but it’s mainly because I couldn’t get mind from Maeve. She did make me eager to get out of bed and go to work, as I delighted upon seeing her.

I would be having a conversation with Zoey and for a minute my mind would wonder what would Maeve have said if I said that to her. I would be making love to Zoey and I would either be thinking of Maeve or the night I had with her.

I needed to break up with Zoey as I didn’t want to have to be unfaithful to her, what I was doing felt bad but if I were in Zoey’s shoes I don’t think I would like that. I ran a hand across my face and through my messy hair, “what have you done to me Maeve?” I said out loud.

I cleaned up desk and decided to go home, and make love with Zoey. Thinking about Maeve, made me feel so deprived and horny, I wanted her so much that I would ask Zoey to tie her hair a certain way, I was about to ask her to dye it to match Maeve’s but I thought that would be too much.

“Zoey?!” I called out when I got home.

I laid my jacket and briefcase of the couch, “Zoey, I’m home!” I called out again and there was no answer. I wondered if she was probably asleep but it was about half past seven, too early for her to be asleep. I scanned the room when I see the note on the coffee table, I don’t want to argue with you before I go on my trip so I let’s talk when I get back. I’ll spend the night at a friend’s house, Z.

I was kind of happy that she wasn’t here, it would give me some time to plan how to break up with her and maybe I could loosen up a bit.

I took out my phone, “Hey Carson?”

“What’s up my man?” He replied.

“How do you feel about a strip club tonight?” I asked.

He chuckled, “now that’s the friend I know and love. I know the perfect one. Great booze. Awesome ladies.”

“Where are you I see who my driver will pick first?” I asked.

“I’m at my house. I’ll text you my address.” He said then he hung up.

I was technically a free man so I might as well distract myself from this obsession of Maeve I have going on. I took a shower, had a change of clothes then I left, the driver lived closer to my location so we were on our way to pick Carson.

“Did you break up with Zoey?” Carson asked when he joined me in the car.

“And hello to you too.” I responded.

“Then what?” Carson asked.

“Then you give my driver the address of the strip club.” I stated.

He told my driver where to go then he continued to pester me to tell him whether I had broken up with Zoey or not. He was very persistent and I guess that should have just been surprising by itself.

“I can’t talk about that with a sober mind.” I responded to her nagging questions about Zoey.

He smirked, he held out his finger, “I knew you might tell me that so I came prepared.” He pulled out a bottle of whiskey, he opened it and handed it to me.

I sipped it. It was a good bottle of whiskey.

“Come on man, you used to drink more than that. You called me out here tonight so you can’t be boring, it’s not allowed.” He said, “so to make sure of that. Drink half the bottle before we get to the club as a show of good faith.”

I could tell he wanted to get me drunk but I also wanted to be drunk. I took a deep breath and chugged almost half the bottle, it was a bad idea. “I asked you something last time and I don’t think you answered me. Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked as I handed him the bottle.

He snickered, “all this,” he gestured his face, “can’t be appreciated or tied down by one woman.”

I chuckled, “same old Carson.” I commented then I pointed to the bottle he was closing, “I left that for you. You can’t get me drunk and you expect to be sober. Now finish the rest, the bottle should be empty.”

He also took a deep breath and he chugged the rest of the liquid. We got to the club, I brought the driver as I guess we’d probably both be drunk and we would need someone to take us home. We were taken to a VIP section and we ordered more drinks, “how does it work here? Do I get to choose a girl?” I asked.

“Yeah you do. There is a folder that has all the girls you can choose from.” Carson explained.

There was a folder and I found myself trying to find a girl that looked like Maeve, I found one that would more or less seem to look like her after a few shots. She came up to me, “what’s your name?” I asked.

“Candy.” She said with a smile.

I took out a hundred-dollar bill from my pocket, “you’re now Maeve.” I stated.

The girl took the bill and the smile was wider, “whatever you want baby.” She said as she danced.

The drinks came, I shared with Candy who was trying not to have too much to drink. “What would you do with a million dollars right now?” I asked her.

“A million dollars?” She asked as if she wasn’t sure she heard me correctly.

I nodded.

“I’ll probably buy a house; I hate paying rent. Then I’d probably open a business and I would work that during the day and this at night. At least I would have something to do when I can’t do this anymore.” She explained.

“You don’t want to get out of doing this every night? I mean, get something better to do that doesn’t diminish you as a woman?” I asked.

She giggled, “what is there to be embarrassed about? Or what is diminishing about it? It’s just dancing or having s*x with some few people here and there. It’s like having a few boyfriends, which is something no one would ever judge, but getting paid for it.”

I chuckled, “that’s a nice way of looking at it.” I said, “do you have some criteria of choosing who to have s*x with?” I asked. “You don’t have a way of knowing who would choose you.”

“But not everyone wants to have s*x but for those who do want to have s*x, you know you have to use protection plus the club has given us the option of saying no to a client you don’t want to have s*x with.” She explained.

I pulled her over my lap, “what answer would I get if I asked?”

She grinded on top of me a little, “with a thing like that, it’s yes all the way baby.” She replied with a smile, “do you want to have s*x with Maeve?”

“Yes.” I blurted out.

“Then you are having s*x with Maeve.” She said in a low voice as she leaned in to kiss me. I stopped her.

I leaned into her ear, “not here.”

She stood up, grabbed a hold of my hand and led me out of the room. I could see Carson smile from my peripheral line of sight, I followed ‘Maeve’ to this room, and she locked it.

She looked at me, walked up to me, put her hands around me and leaned in to my ear, “so, what do you want to do to Maeve?” She asked and it’s as if a switch was flipped in my head and I pinned her to the wall.

“I want to do so much to her.” I said to her.

“Show me.” She whispered and I moved in for a kiss.

I was trying to recreate the night I had with her. I led her hands to where I wanted then to be and she knew what to do as if she was her.

I wanted to carry her when she stopped me, then she pushed me to the bed then climbed on top of me. “How badly do you want Maeve?” She asked and I could feel her and how she was tapping into my suppressed desires, as if she knew what I felt for Maeve and was trying to make me show her how I felt.

I picked her up and I was on top of her, I looked at her and I saw Maeve, “I want you so bad Maeve.” I grunted as I peeled her clothes off. I felt in that moment that I was exploring my desires and I loved it.