My First Love

The open plan office hummed with low chatter, keyboards clicking, and the faint scent of freshly brewed coffee. Claire adjusted her glasses and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to focus on the report glowing on her screen. But her eyes drifted just as they always did to the desk three rows away. She looks at Romeo. Romeo, a quiet, thoughtful, always the one who stayed late to finish projects. His shirt sleeves rolled to the elbows, fingers tapping lightly against his keyboard as if he were solving a puzzle. He is close to the CEO. She quickly looked away when he glanced up, her cheeks heating. Why do I always look when he’s not looking? Claire whispered. At that same moment, Romeo caught her in his peripheral vision. Her soft smile, the way she bit her lip when concentrating, he had memorized all of it. He wanted to say something, anything, but every time their eyes met, his throat tightened. Instead, he forced himself to speak when she walked past him to the printer. “Um…Claire, you dropped this.” He held out a pen she hadn’t even realized slipped from her fingers. “Oh thank you,” she murmured, avoiding his gaze. Their hands brushed. Electricity. Both pulled back too quickly. Later that afternoon, laughter drifted across the office. Two female colleagues huddled at the coffee station, whispering. “I swear she’s still a virgin,” one said in a tone far too loud. “Serious? At her age? No wonder she’s so reserved.” “I don’t care about that, I just hate the facts that she pretends”. “ I don’t think it is pretense”. From the glass office, Mr.Daniel, their boss, leaned on the doorframe, eyes lingering on Claire with interest that made Romeo’s fists clench. “Do you think the rumors about Claire are true, Romeo?” “I don’t know sir, we are not very close”. “I would love to have a taste, I don’t think a virgin would be that endowed.” Romeo Smirks behind Mr Daniel. By evening, the office buzzed with excitement. A team dinner had been planned for the new employees.” “Everyone’s going. You too, Aisha,” one colleague urged. She hesitated but nodded. At least she’d be surrounded by people, safer than being cornered by rumors. The restaurant glowed with warm lights, laughter spilling over plates of grilled fish and bottles of wine. After foods, Claire took some water.” “Drink with us, Claire!” someone cheered, filling her glass again. Romeo watched quietly from across the table. Mr.Daniel sat close to her, leaning in, pouring more wine than necessary.Romeo’s chest tightened. He wanted to drag her away, but his shyness pinned him down. Still, when she wobbled slightly on her heels as they stood to leave, he stepped forward immediately. “I’ll take her home,” Romeo said firmly, surprising even himself. No one argued. The night air was cool, brushing her flushed cheeks as Romeo guided her gently toward her apartment. She leaned against him, her laughter softer now. She’s drunk. “Romeo… you’re so quiet,” she teased, her words slightly slurred. “Always watching, never talking. Do you… do you even notice me?” His breath caught. “More than you think.” They reached her door. Silence stretched between them, heavy and unspoken. She fumbled with the keys, then turned suddenly, her eyes glassy but filled with something raw. Before Daniel could process it, she tugged him closer by his collar and pressed her lips to his. He opened the door just for Claire to pull him close to herself. His heart pounded wildly as her mouth moved against his. His hands hovered awkwardly, not sure whether to pull her closer or push her back. Then her hand slid boldly downward, slipping beneath the waistband of his boxers. Daniel gasped, his body jolting in shock. “Claire…” he was shocked. Her lips never left his. Her hand moved lower to Romeo’s underwear and she struck his p*nis. Their kiss deepens, messy and urgent. Romeo’s hands press against her wetness, her body trembling with needs. TO BE CONTINUED