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“What was your impression of him?"
My entire body immediately protested at this because the one thing I wanted was a long bath in my tub without any distractions whatsoever.
"No," I replied. "I’m too exhausted, but the update is that I didn’t get fired."
"Holy shit! Really? But you're not familiar with legal secretary tasks."
"Was that why you all threw me into the fire?" I asked, truly upset. "Sarah, how could you be so unreachable?"
"I had no clue you were going to get the job so fast."
"There's so much info I could have gotten from you about him."
"Okay, we’re sorry," came the apologies. "But we’re not supposed to help you cheat and make things as easy as possible for you. This is a bet after all."
No, this was my life and my livelihood, but I didn’t think they would be able to process or accept this, so I didn’t even bother explaining further. I did, however, have to ask the most important question, though.
"Why did you three get fired?" I asked. And suddenly, the chat went silent.
"Was it because he was being an ass?" I asked. "Did you three quit because you couldn’t take it?"
"All bosses are asses," Rosalie replied, "That was most definitely not the reason why."
"So, what was it?" I asked.
"Generally, he is anal, but not to the extent of pushing you to quit, plus we already told you earlier—mistakes in the job were why we were fired. Losing a file, contract error - things like that."
I nodded as I wrote back.
“His personality is an ass, but as long as you become competent and avoid any errors, you should be fine."
"Are you trying to say the rest of us weren’t competent?" came the questions and angry emoji reactions at this, and I sent a smiley emoji.
"Well, let's see if Hannah can last a month without any major incidents. I, for one, am rooting for you, but I also need to change my mattress, and the two hundred you might ultimately have to pay me for losing the bet, Hannah, will come in handy."
The other girls laughed at the ranting, saying the same, and then finally, I was able to leave as they switched down to other topics like their new places of employment.
Eventually, I arrived home, and just as I did, I remembered that I didn’t have a bathtub. Instead, it was my tiny shower and toilet, and so with a deep sigh, I immediately took off my clothes and laid on the bed. I was so stressed, and there was no way a simple shower could take the edge off. I didn’t drink, and usually, I would just go over to Mandy's, but I had to be up too early to go across town. I shut my eyes then and couldn’t help but picture him.
It was hard not to watch him as he met with people and worked so focused and diligently at his desk. I wondered if he was still there, seeing that it was nearing midnight. Probably not.
I thought again about what he had been about to mention during dinner and couldn’t believe it. Perhaps I should’ve been courageous enough to ask him because if I had, then perhaps I would be under him by now, being slammed till all the bones in my body had melted into nothing. I turned then, dragged the pillow down to hold in my arms, and truly had to ask myself if I was willing to go down that path. There was no happy ending, but he had put the idea in my head, and now I couldn’t get it out.
I was unsure and had been for the whole day, well after we’d gotten back, that I truly now wondered how I had lasted. What I needed now was to be pleasured in some way, so I reached for the bedside drawer and retrieved the perfect dildo. I wondered just how big he was as I looked at it. He looked like the kind that would absolutely have no problems whatsoever in that department, but maybe I was wrong. Maybe he was too big or too small.
Licking my lips as my heart began to beat harder, I stripped off all my bottoms and positioned it at my entrance. It was not the way I wanted to enjoy it, and the thought of him, but I was freaking exhausted, and this was a fantasy. So, I rested on my back and imagined us fucking in his office.
My ass would be on that table of his as he thrust into me. I would call out his name over and over and beg him to go faster. The dildo was quite girthy, and so when it pushed into me and my sex wrapped around it so greedily, I couldn't help but gasp. I wondered how his cock would feel... warm, slick, rock hard. I would look into those gorgeous blue eyes of his as he fucked me and feel myself nearly lose my mind.
“Oh,” I moaned, unable to keep myself from speeding up as the pleasure began to loosen me up. I wanted this to last, so I took my time, grabbing my breasts and stroking my nipples, imagining how it would feel to have his mouth on them. My clit was throbbing and aching with so much need that I had no choice but to pull the dildo out and rub on the greedy bud until I was moaning and writhing on the bed.
I needed this release like nothing else, so I grabbed the cock, positioned it on the ground, and shut my eyes as I slid back on. I took it all the way to the hilt and couldn't help the smile on my face as I conjured his. I'd never been so attached to someone the way I was to him, and to think that all it took was him simply mentioning it. It was truly amusing to me, but as I began to ride the dildo, all traces of mirth quickly disappeared from my face. It was easy, it was sweet, but I needed warmth. I needed his arms around me, his voice in my ears, his tongue against mine. This spurred me on and made me even more desperate, and so in no time, my thighs were trembling.
“Guy,” I gasped out just as the orgasm hit, and I had no choice but to stop, even though all I pined for was to keep going. I rubbed my clit without mercy, my hands soaked, and by the end of it, I collapsed forward, feeling exactly as relieved as I had hoped. As I lay on the floor and stared up at the ceiling, I realized I was excited. I was also very nervous, but for the very first time in a very long while, excited about what the future held for me in my new post as Guy Templeton’s secretary.
Chapter Eighteen
Guy
