My CEO Boss Hates Me

A new friend

Joanne barged into Claude's room and picked up her laptop, burying reddened her face in it , trying to pretend that the conversation that had just happened outside was a figment of her overactive imagination. She pinched herself, hoping that it was all just a bad dream.

he pinch hurt like hell and she hadn't woken up, so she assumed it was real and she was quite screwed.

Claude noticed the turmoil on her face but decided against asking her what the problem was. He already had a vague idea of what could be causing her stress and the moment he regained the use of his arm, he would punch David right in his jaw.

"You can leave," Claude said without looking at her.

Joanne glanced up at him, but didn't move an inch. She was tired of men mistreating her. "I'm sorry sir," She said in a mockingly respectful tone. "I didn't hear you."

"I said, go home. Your work for today is over."

Joanne looked at the time on her laptop."It's only twelve noon."

"I am the boss and I say it's time to go home, or is there something else I can do for you?'' He gave her a suggestive look.

Joanne jumped up and packed her stuff into her back. When she bent over to zip it up, she could feel her dress fold into her butt crack. She straightened up quickly and glanced at Claude. He was eyeing her backside with wild eyes.

"GET OUT!"

Frightened out of her little mind, Joanne's grabbed her bag and jogged out of the room, not even botheringto look for her panties. On her way out, she bumped into David in the sitting room watching a football game. Before he could say anything however, Joanne had already raced out the door.

She whipped out her phone the moment she got off Claude's vast property. She sent a quick text to Gina and hurried of the wait at the nearest coffee shop.

Gina's phone vibrated on the bedside table. She ignored it and continued slurping on her boyfriend's large c**k. His name was Bradley Ashcroft and he was the son of a well known business tycoon overseas. He linked his fingers behind his head and leaned back as his girlfriend pleasured him.

"My jaw's starting to ache babe," Gina said sliding her naked body against his. She topped him and he smiled tenderly, brushing a stray tendril of hair away from her sweaty forehead.

Slowly, he inserted himself inside her and they both fused their mouths together, hungry for more. He thrusted upwards and she began bouncing to meet his strokes. He grabbed her jiggling boobs and squeezed them together, enjoying the feel of her soft pillowy breasts.

"f**k baby," He groaned in absolute pleasure as she reached behind herself to caress his balls. She slithered off him and bent over, doggy style, pushing her round ass in the air.

Bradley didn't need further encouragement, he spread her legs until hermound was teasing the bed and he drove into her.

Gina gasped and fisted the sheets, pushing her face against it as Bradley assaulted her body. She moaned loudly and the only sounds that could be heard in the room was heavy breathing and the moist slap of bodies hitting each other.

"I'm gonna c*m," Bradley grunted.

Gina looked back at him with a sly smile. "I'm on birth control."

'Where is she?' Joanne thought. She was on her third coffee and it was only a matter of time before the waitress kicked her out. She sent off two more messages of urgency to Gina and she opened her laptop to complete the work she had started. It was unclear to her whether she had to go back to Claude's house tomorrow after what had happened. She had two options really, she could quit or she could file a complaint to HR which would result in her getting fired. With a groan, Joanne bumped her head on the table several times.

"Is this seat taken?" A young girl around the same age as Joanne asked. She shook her head and the girl sat across from her and ordered a mocha latte. "Having a bad day?'' The girl asked as she stared at Joanne's laptop.

"Yeah, just a normal day in the life for me."

"I just got fired," the girl said without a hint of sadness, "Nothing could be worse than that.". Her coffee arrived and she gave the waitress a dazzling smile , showing off deep dimples in her cheeks. She turned back to Joanne and offered her hand for a shake. "My name's Kayla. Kayla WInterbourne."

" Joanne Adler," Joanne returned her hand shake.

"Joanne," Kayla murmured. " I like it, very old-fashioned."

Joanne nodded and took a sip of her cold espresso. "My parents were old-fashioned. I got teased a lot for it in highschool."

Kayla smiled at her. "Who wasn't bullied in highschool? Kids used to laugh at my big bird nose," She chuckled.

Joanne frowned at her. Kayla had a petite nose that was a little red at the tip, probably sun burnt. "You don't have a big nose," She pointed out.

"I did." Kayla nodded self importantly. "Because I got surgery for it," She whispered.

"Oh, that's nice," Joanne told her, unsure of what to say. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you get fired?"

" They let a bunch of people go and I just happened to be one of them."

"That really sucks," Joanne murmured, checking her phone, she hadn't gotten a text back from Gina.

"Yeah, I suppose it does. I'll start sending out applications and emails as soon as I get home."

"Good luck with that." Joanne said as Kayla picked up her cup of coffee.

"Well, goodbye," She murmured as she went off to pay for her coffee.

Joanne didn't hear her because she was busy reading an unexpected email that had come from Claude's personal email. It said to come back to his mansion immediately.The message was curt and concise, but Joanne couldn't shake the awful feeling that something was very much wrong. With her heart in her mouth, she paid for her coffees and stepped out of the shop, into the hot sun.