The Secretary

Chapter 6

Rae had been trying to focus on her work all day, but the memories of the previous night kept creeping back into her mind. She had tried to push them aside, to immerse herself in her tasks, but it was proving to be an uphill battle. She found herself distracted, her thoughts wandering, her body aching with a need that she couldn't ignore.

As the day wore on, she found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. She had tried everything - taking breaks, going for a walk, even making herself a cup of tea. But nothing seemed to help. She was a mess of hormones and memories, her body yearning for the touch of a stranger, her mind filled with images of his hands, his mouth, his voice.

She was sitting at her desk, her fingers hovering over the keyboard, when she heard William's voice. "Rae, can you come into my office? I need to go over the Smith case with you."

Rae took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She stood up, smoothing down her skirt, and walked into William's office. He was sitting behind his desk, his eyes on the file in front of him. He looked up as she entered, his gaze sharp and assessing.

"Have a seat," he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. Rae sat down, her hands clasped in her lap, her body tense.

William began to go over the case, his voice crisp and measured. Rae listened, trying to focus on his words, trying to ignore the ache between her legs. But it was no use. She could feel the heat building, her body yearning for release.

As William turned a page in the file, Rae took a deep breath. She let her hands fall to her sides, her fingers brushing against the hem of her skirt. She could feel the silk of her panties, the dampness that had been building all day. She took another deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest.

She looked up at William, his face stern, his eyes focused on the file. She knew he wouldn't notice, wouldn't suspect a thing. She let her fingers slide underneath her skirt, her breath hitching as she touched herself.

She tried to focus on William's voice, on the words he was saying, but it was no use. Her body was taking over, her fingers moving of their own accord. She could feel the heat building, her breath coming in short gasps.

She bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan, as her fingers found their rhythm. She could feel the tension building, her body coiling, ready to release. She looked up at William, his face still stern, his eyes still focused on the file.

And then, she came. Her body convulsed, her fingers still moving, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She bit down hard on her lip, trying to stifle the cry that wanted to escape, her eyes squeezed shut.

When she opened her eyes again, William was looking at her, his expression unreadable. She quickly removed her hand from under her skirt, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment. She had been so caught up in her own need, she had completely forgotten where she was, who she was with.

"Rae," William said, his voice stern. "Are you alright?"

Rae nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."

William watched her for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then he smiled. “Indeed” he said.

Rae shook her head, her cheeks still flaming. "No, it's nothing. I'm just... I'm just tired. I didn't get much sleep last night."

William raised an eyebrow, but he didn't press the matter further. "You don’t have to explain to me” he said, turning his attention back to the file. "Let's get back to work. We have a lot to go through."

Rae nodded, trying to regain her composure. She had just m*********d in her boss's office, while he was talking to her about a case. She had never felt so embarrassed, so out of control. But as she listened to William's voice, as she focused on the task at hand, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She had released the tension, the need, the distraction. She was back in control. And she was determined to stay that way.