She looked at me as if I were a complete stranger and I realized that I had never spoken to her with so much kindness before. What was happening to me? I was growing soft but it felt good for a change.
“Uh… Sir?”
“Take a week off. Get some rest, and then come back. You deserve it.” I said, before I could change my mind. Before she had arrived into my life I had been through at least five different cleaners, if not more. It was a similar thing to the whole secretary debacle. I kept hiring young and gorgeous cleaners who I loved nothing more than to see in their little uniforms cleaning my apartment. It would be same story with each one. They’d come in to clean and soon we’d start flirting. Soon, they’d be cleaning my apartment without any clothes on – or else I’d be demanding that they keep their outfit on while we had sex. But soon, as was inevitable, I’d grow bored with them and then the whole boss/cleaner relationship would get skewered.
“Oh no, Sir, thank you but I cannot accept. My sister is staying with me now and she has just had a baby. I have promised to help her get on her feet. I cannot afford to take any time off. We need all the money we can get. Thank you for the kind offer but I don’t mind working. It’s nice here.”
Just how little did I know about my staff? I looked at her then. Mary – pretty if not for the lines around her eyes and the way that the skin around her fingernails were all broken. Exhausted by the sheer volume of work I always gave her to do and the million things she still had to deal with when she got home.
“Don’t be silly. That’s all the more reason then. So, I’ve changed my offer now that I know about your sister. Two weeks off – and I apologise in advance for the messy apartment you might come back to – and you’ll be fully paid during that time. Now, Mary, I want you to take my offer before I change my mind. As you can see I’m in a particularly good mood today.”
She stared at me, blinking a few times before finally finding her voice. She must’ve thought I had lost my mind. “Thank you Sir. Thank you Sebastian. I appreciate it.” She practically bowed down before rushing out.
The phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Sebastian, I have a Jane Greiner here to see you. Shall I tell her to come up? Or would you like me to tell her that you’re busy? She says she works with you.” I had been very strict about who was allowed to come up to see me and who wasn’t. Most of the time I asked them to call it through to me. The last thing I wanted was a million girls thinking that they could just come up and see me anytime that they wanted. Especially since most of those girls were just one time affairs that needed to know where they stood. This rule had been implemented after a few unfortunate incidents.
“Jane? Yes, you can send her right up. Thank you.” Ahh… Jane. Now that was a face I was actually looking forward to seeing right now. And she was coming as soon as Mary was leaving. I looked around at my beautiful apartment with pride – great timing.
I waited impatiently for her to come up and then was surprised by the loud pounding at the door. I thought of Susie the Cutie and her tiny little timid knock when she had first come to see me. Jane was small and timid in her own way but she still managed to surprise me sometimes. The knock got louder.
I opened the door and grinned at her. But she wasn’t grinning back.
“Did you walk up the stairs?” I asked her. A ridiculous notion because I was staying in the penthouse in a very tall building. I peered out to see if perhaps the lift was broken.
“No. Why?”
“So why are huffing and puffing like you’ve just blown a chimney down? And… would you like to come in?” I opened the door wider and let her in.
“I’m just annoyed. I’m angry. And I’m very confused. And at the same time I feel bad for being annoyed and angry. I realize that to an outsider that would look as if I was ungrateful. But I’m not ungrateful. I’m just highly frustrated.”
I smiled inwardly. Frustrated was something that I could definitely help her with. But I still had no idea what had gotten her so worked up and bringing up any sort of sexual matters right now might not go down well. “Jane, slow down. Take a seat. Take a breather. Tell me what’s on your mind.”
She gave me a funny look then. “You really have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?”
“Well no, because you still haven’t told me. If you think back to the crazy conversation you just had with me you’ll see that in that entire speech you never told me what was making you so angry and annoyed and frustrated. And what was the other thing?”
“Confused.”
“Ah, yes. Confused. So… care to enlighten me or are we going to keep playing the guessing game?”
“The car Sebastian! The car. You cannot possibly expect me to accept a gift like that. You are insane.” She said. Her hands were flapping wildly in the air as if she didn’t know how to get rid of the anger inside of her. Again, I could think of better ways of releasing her anger but again it wasn’t the best time to tell her that.
“Wow. I was hoping for a different reaction. Like, you know, a thank you.” I raised my eyebrows at her.
“Thank you. Really. It’s… well actually it’s crazy of you. And I really cannot accept it. How can you get me such an extravagant gift?
“It’s not extravagant. It’s a good gift and a very good car. Anyway, I got you into that last accident and I really did feel bad about it. I know that you were very close to Mr Honda. I was just trying to be nice.”
She almost smiled but then frowned again. “Sebastian – do you have any idea how strange this is? You are living with your head in the clouds! This is not what normal people do! Not that you would know what normal was.”
“What do you mean? I am normal.”
“No, giving someone a car as a gift is not normal. Danielle told me that the car probably costs about $35,000!”
“Well, I have no idea who Danielle is but she’s pretty close. $36,000. A pretty good deal really.”
“But how are you not seeing that this is crazy? I earn $40,000 a year and you have just given me a present that’s only shy of that by four grand.”
“What? You get 40 grand a year? A YEAR? Sorry, I don’t deal with the salaries. That’s all handed by the accounts department. But I had no idea. Goodness, I’m going to have to look at paying you more. How can anyone live on that? I wonder if all the other staff are getting paid that? No wonder some of them look like they’re in a bad mood every day. Is it even possible to live with that?”
“See what I mean… head in the clouds. You will not believe how happy I was when I saw what my salary was going to be working at the casino. I was not expecting it to be that much! This is more than I have ever earned. And from my calculations it wouldn’t have taken me too long to be able to afford a nice second hand car. Remember that not all people live in penthouses and go out to restaurants every day and spend probably more in clothes in one month than some do in a year. This is good money for some people. For people like me.” She huffed when she said the word ‘me’ and I tried not to laugh at her. She was cute when she was angry.
“Listen, Jane. Maybe you’re right. Maybe I do have my head in the clouds. But it’s all relevant isn’t it? If you gave a homeless guy a brand new outfit he’d probably think he’d just won the lottory. I wanted to do this for you and it was the only way that I knew how. Looking at it from your point of view I can now see that maybe I had misjudged the whole thing. But I honestly had no idea that you would take it this way. I actually thought you would be happy. And that’s really all I wanted to do. I wasn’t trying to prove a point or to throw money in your face. I’m sorry if you see it like that. I truly just thought you would like it.”
I could see her shifting uncomfortably now, swaying a little from left to right. “Well… it is a beautiful car. Of course I like it. And that color is so me. Mrs Prius is far better looking than Mr Honda ever was.”
“So you’re keeping it?” I grinned at her. I was glad that she had taken my name suggestion
to heart. “Sorry, I mean, are you keeping her?”
A small smile was now playing gently at her lips. Her pretty little lips. “Uh… I don’t know. I don’t know if I can. What are people going to think?”
“Screw what they think. And anyway, you don’t have to tell them. Tell them you decided to try your hand at gambling seeing as though you actually worked at a casino now and that you hit the luck. Anyway, I’m not taking it back. It’s yours now. So you can say whatever you want. I really don’t care. And the car discussion is now officially over. So… what can I get you to drink?” I walked over the drinks cupboard and started calling out, “Red wine, white wine, champagne, beer, whiskey, vodka… uh… let’s see… what else do we have here?”
“Do you ONLY have alcoholic beverages?” She called out.
“No, I have plenty of other drinks. But the only ones I’m offering you are alcoholic.”
I finally heard her laugh. “Okay then, wine would be great. Red”
“Wine it is!” I poured us both a glass and handed it to her.
“Hey, so now you can actually get to work on time.” I teased her.
“What do you mean? I ALWAYS get to work on time. In fact, I’m there before you most days and you LIVE at the casino.” God it was so easy to rile her up.
“Such a hard worker you are. Don’t you ever make time for play?” I smiled with delight as I saw her cheeks start to redden. Of course she was thinking about what happened the other day in the office with me. I was thinking about it too.
“I believe in a balanced life.”
“Ah, so you do make time for play.”
Chapter 24 - Sebastian
Jane was one of the first girls that had played hard to get with me. And yet at the same time I knew that she liked me. Obviously, otherwise that time in my office wouldn’t have happened. I wasn’t sure if she was conflicted because she wasn’t sure if I was the right type of guy for her or whether she was worried about getting together with her boss – but the conflict was clear in her eyes. And every time she looked at me she looked as if she were trying to fight it. I knew that I would be able to win her over eventually. It had happened once and I knew that it would happen again. It was impossible to ignore the feeling between us.
“Jane, you look very pretty today.” I said to her, glad that the whole car talk was now over. I wanted to get onto far more important things than the car.
She rolled her eyes. “Not this again.” She moaned.
“What? I can’t give you a compliment?”
“Well, you can. But I think I’d rather have another car.”
“Ha! You got comfortable with that awful quick.”
That made her smile.
I wasn’t lying though. She really did look good today. Anger, frustration, annoyance and confusion obviously suited her. She was wearing another sweet little dress – the colour similar to her new car.
“You know Jane, you really should consider a different outfit when you come in here shouting at me like that?” I said to her and gave her the once over.
“What do you mean?” She looked horrified and looked down at her clothes to see what was wrong. “Am I wearing something wrong?”
“You don’t exactly look like you mean business in that. You look… well you look cute. And cute is not going to win you an argument.”
“Well cute was the last thing that I wanted to look today.” She looked to be feeling a mixture of anger and happiness again. As if she couldn’t quite make up her mind what she wanted to be.
“You failed miserably then. Also, I see your dress matches your car. Was that on purpose?”
She went red again. “NO!” Then she started laughing, “Okay maybe. But I really did want to give you back the car. I just… well I thought it would be fun to take it for a bit of a spin first. I didn’t think you’d notice. And, well I figured I might as well look good while doing it. It was Danielle’s idea.”
“Again, I don’t know who this Danielle is. But she seems smart.”
“I live with her.”
“Oh. So she’s your partner?” I said the word partner as if I meant something else.
Even redder. “No. It’s not like that. She’s just my friend. And old friend that’s helping me out until I sort myself out. Ah, you’re teasing me!” She said when she saw the grin on my face.
“It’s only because you’re so easy to tease.” And then I simply couldn’t take it any longer. This talking business was taking too long. I wanted to do other things with her instead of talking. I walked up to her and I tried to kiss her. But the moment I did she pulled away.
“What’s wrong?” Surely I hadn’t misread her. I was generally quite good at reading people. Especially when it came to women.
“I… I just… I don’t think this is a good idea Sebastian.” She said, and looked away.
“Why? Because I’m your boss?”
“Yeah.” Her voice came out in a croak.
“Well then… how about if I demand that you kiss me? Not in a sexual harassment kind of way, but in a, you know… work related way. For research purposes and all that.”
She chuckled. “How exactly is that going to help the company?”
“Well, why don’t we try and see?”
“Okay… seeing as though it’s for research purposes.”
I went forward and kissed her again. This time, she didn’t pull away.
“Hmm…” I said, “I’m seeing great things for the company.” I went forward and kissed her again. “Oh yes, great, great things.”
“Me too.” She murmured, her voice low and husky, “I see big things in the future.”
“Oh,” I teased again, “so you like big things?”
She didn’t seem to know what to say to that so she leaned in and kissed me again. I liked that as an answer.
“Sebastian,” she said, pulling away and catching my eye, “Can I ask you a serious question?”
“You can. You can do pretty much anything if you follow it up with a kiss like that.”
She looked nervous suddenly. “What do you see in me? I’m not fishing for compliments or anything but let’s be honest here. I’m very different to the girls that you usually go for. And before you ask how I know that… well come on, I’m not stupid. Firstly I saw that girl that came to your office. The one with the short dress. And I’ve heard rumours. Hell, I’ve even had people point out to me which girls you’ve slept with. They all have a certain look about them. And I’m not trying to run myself down or anything but I can see that I’m not the same as those girls. So what is this about? What exactly do you see in me? And don’t lie. Just give it to me straight.”
I smiled at her. “Well, this is an easy question. Let’s see… I like your mouth. Oh yes I like your mouth. It’s small but very pouty. Especially when you’re angry.” I reached forward and kissed her mouth, pulling gently on her lip. She was small and I lifted her up and then slowly brought her down, finishing it off with a long and lingering kiss. I felt her body relax against mine and I immediately felt myself harden. She seemed to like this.
“Hmm… let’s see… what else. Oh yes… I like your little feet. I noticed them that day of the accident when you weren’t wearing any shoes. Especially your baby toe which seems to have a life of its own when you walk.” She was blushing. I took her hand, walked her to the bed and sat her down. I then reached down and took off her flip flops. I kissed each one of her toes – and gave each baby one an extra kiss.
“So cute. Now, what else. Oh this is an easy one. I like your breasts. And for this I’ll have to remove your dress. It’s simply just in the way.” I pulled off her dress. Jane was now sitting with just her underwear on. I was impressed to see that it matched her dress. I wasn’t sure if she always walked around colour coordinating her underwear to her outfits or whether she actually thought I might end up seeing them. I hoped it was the latter.
“Oh yes, your breasts. You know, for a small girl, you have been blessed with some inc
redibly large knockers. I’ll have you know when you came into my office that day to give my clients coffee they got a mighty good look down your blouse. Don’t worry,” I said when I saw the horrified look on her face, “they didn’t tell me but I could see them staring. But then again, how can I blame them. How can anyone not stare? Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to take off this bra. It is also getting in my way.” I took it off. “Ah that’s better. Now, let’s see… what should I do with these.” I knelt down so that her breasts were level with my face. I started caressing them, teasing them, licking them and I watched up close as her nipples began to harden. I sucked lightly on each one and I heard her moan. I sucked some more, this time adding a little bit more energy as I did so. She moaned even louder.
“What else do I like about you? I mean… we’ll skip the part about how I think you’re funny and intelligent. And how you are unlike any of the other girls that I have been with because you actually make me second guess myself. How you’re normal and unique at the same time. We won’t look at that now. That’s a whole other conversation. For now, I’m going to focus on the physical, because I simply cannot focus on anything else. There’s something else I like about you and it’s hidden under a simple pair of blue cotton panties. Something I’ve seen and tasted before and something that I want now more than anything else in the world.” I pulled down her panties. And just like that Jane was sitting on my bed completely naked. I scooted closer towards her, opened up her legs and started to lick her. Her body started to shake and she groaned out loud. Then she pulled me off. I looked up at her in surprise. Surely we weren’t going to stop now?
“No ways,” she said, “it’s your turn. Take off your clothes boss.” I did as she told me, revelling slightly at the sound of the word ‘boss’. She was still sitting on the bed and I was now standing in front of her. I was hard and ready and not at all ashamed by it. I saw her assessing me and then she licked her lips. I could literally hear the smacking sound that they made.
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