CHAPTER 2

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Gerald was one of the reasons Genevieve never even considered quitting her job, their love blossomed so well. Their love was an adventurous one because of the risky things they did, things that could get them sacked and things Genevieve laughed about when she was alone in her apartment. Gerald's meeting took longer than usual and that made his lover wonder if something was wrong. About thirty minutes to midday, which was lunch time, Gerald walked in with an exhausted look on his face. Genevieve looked up, "Is there a problem?" She asked with a worried look. He shook his head, "No, not really, the partners are saying we are not billing enough and we've lost a lot of clients this year." "I can already guess who they poured all that frustration on." Genevieve said, staring at him sympathetically. "Of course, your dear boss, but that's not a problem, I have a nice way of getting over it." He said with a smile Genevieve knew everything behind. "Don't tell me…" As she was talking, Gerald locked the door and buried the key in his pocket. "Gerald, you know how I scream, the last time Mr. Gregory himself almost caught us!" That was one of the scariest days of Genevieve's life and indeed their most memorable adventure. They had been having s*x in Gerald's office, luckily they hadn't gone completely crazy that day and stripped off. Genevieve's undies were down as she rocked Gerald on his chair, moaning uncontrollably. Suddenly, they both heard footsteps and froze immediately. Genevieve stared at the door, "Gerald, where's the key?" She had asked with panic. Gerald had searched his pocket and found nothing, "s**t, it's on the outside! Quick, drop down!" He hissed and immediately she crawled under his large desk. The next second the door flung open and Mr. Gregory, one half of the founders of the firm, walked in with his cold, black eyes staring directly into Gerald's soul. "What's going on here?" He asked, his voice was like a whiplash that cut through the air, sending waves of fear into Genevieve's body and making Gerald's nerves quaver. Gerald was a very quick thinker, although the idea that popped into his head was crazy and embarrassing, he had still gone with it anyway to save himself and Genevieve. He smiled sheepishly, "It was just my phone sir." Mr. Gregory's eyes flickered, "Those sounds were coming from your phone?" "Yes sir." Gerald replied, unable to meet the intimidating stare from the man in front of him. "You were watching porn? In the office? While others are having lunch? That's disgusting. Get a hold of yourself, Mr. Gerald. We don't want a porn watching lawyer f*****g up important cases." Mr. Gregory had warned sternly and walked away. "Yes sir, I'll work on that." Gerald said after him and released a long sigh of relief. "Heavenly s**t! That was close!" Genevieve stuck her head out and breathed fresh air, "Why didn't you lock your door? Damn you, Gerald!" She had exclaimed, glaring at him. "You know, there's a lot you can still do with your mouth from down there." He said with a smirk. "I remember that day like it was just yesterday." Gerald said and chuckled as he walked towards her. "We didn't get caught anyway, I can't wait, common Genevieve." He pleaded. She couldn't resist him, when he touched her skin, her body burst as fire ran through her. "Oh God!" She mumbled under her breath. He kissed her neck as he undid the buttons of the shirt she wore. He kissed her down to her breasts and covered his palm over her mouth as she started to release sounds of ecstasy. Moments later they were almost naked, and they kissed passionately to his desk. Whatever document that was on his desk, no matter how important it was, didn't matter to Gerald at that moment. He cleared the table without even looking and papers flew around and folders dropped to the ground. He spread her legs as she rested on the table, he looked into her eyes, his hand still covering her mouth and she nodded. They had passionate s*x and Gerald lost himself completely in her body. There was a knock on the door five minutes later but Gerald wasn't bothered by it. "Who's there?" He asked huskily. "It's me, Natasha, can we talk?" The person at the door asked. "No! Not now, I'll see you later." He replied hoarsely. "But Gerald-” "Later!" Gerald snapped. Natasha frowned as she stared at the closed door in confusion, she put her ear to the door and what she heard didn't register in her head. She heard muffled cries coming from within but it wasn't loud or clear enough for her to jump into a conclusion. She knew that something that wasn't supposed to be going on in there was happening. From the way Gerald had even replied to her, his voice was thick and filled with an urge to be satisfied. Natasha slowly walked away with a baffled expression on her face. Genevieve breathed heavily as Gerald dropped on top of her ten minutes later. "That was crazy." She said to his ears. "That was intense." He smiled and kissed her. "How about dinner later tonight?" "Sounds good to me, you might want to attend to Natasha first before you leave." She replied and Gerald grunted as he helped her off the table and they slipped into their clothes. "Natasha, she's a complete bore." He said. "Oh well, bring her in after lunch." When Genevieve approached Natasha later on, Natasha squinted at her in a suspicious way that made her uneasy. Natasha was a beautiful blonde, she was the same age as Genevieve and she was also vying for the post of a partner in the firm. "Mr. Gerald will see you now, Miss Natasha." Genevieve said, breaking the thick silence. "I didn't see you at lunch." Natasha said. Genevieve was on her guard immediately, "I ate out." Natasha nodded, "Interesting, I'll see Gerald now." There was something eerie about Natasha that made Genevieve feel uncomfortable around her, she got to understand why later on.
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