My boss seduces me!

by Corinna Taylor

  ‘Oh, miss, don’t worry about that, that's what we’re here for.’ The woman said; she was Colombian. ‘It's not necessary to cook, we'll take care of that.’

  ‘Ah, I didn’t know!’ It was the first time I had seen her; there had been no cooks before. Strange.

  The woman stayed there, preparing a stew. I went up to our room to make the bed, but when I arrived I found that the servants had already done it.

  ‘Pff, what boredom!’ I had never been idle for so long, it was a strange state for me, accustomed to daily activity and stress.

  I went out to see if I could find Dallas. He lived in the southern part of the mansion, it was like another house. The place was huge, both the gardens and the building, and it was cold. I put on a jacket and prepared to make a surprise visit.

  I rang the bell, but nobody answered. I looked around for someone who could tell me if he was in, but coincidentally Dallas himself passed by.

  ‘Hi, Elsa! Now we’re neighbors.’ He said, smiling; it was like seeing Troy, how bizarre. Although with time the small differences between them seemed more obvious to me.

  ‘Yes, but I was bored, it makes me nervous not having anything to do. I'm not used to it.’ I’ve been working since adolescence, so you can imagine.

  ‘Really? I feel the opposite, I need free time, I enjoy it.’

  ‘No way!’

  ‘I can’t spend more than two hours in a row doing the same thing. It would seem like slavery... ’

  ‘I can’t believe it! Even when you paint or draw?’ How different from his brother, who always had issues to solve, or meetings, trips, etc.

  ‘If I were there too long, I think I would lose the real inspiration, it would become a job, it wouldn’t be art.’

  I was amazed. ‘That means you live without working, right?’

  His expression changed, he clearly didn’t like what I’d said. ‘What are you implying? Are you going to tell me how I should live while you're here?’ Uh-oh, I’d screwed up.

  ‘No, no, no, Dallas, I don’t mean... I had no idea that might sound offensive. Sorry, don’t listen to me.’

  ‘Just now I was coming from my studio, I’m finishing a huge canvas, but of course, I can’t do it in one go or it wouldn’t turn out right.’

  ‘Then you were resting?’ I asked, trying to be cautious.

  ‘I was meditating on the next steps, the brush strokes, the colors... a painting should be left to rest, I’ll return again with a clear head.’

  ‘Oh, I see. I don’t know anything about art, forgive my ignorance.’

  ‘Don’t worry. I'm going to the sauna, I think that in the afternoon I’ll see my creation from a new angle and that will be good. You have to disconnect a bit and come back later.’

  ‘Have fun, Dallas!’

  ‘Thank you. If you want, you can ask Rebecca to give you a back massage, she takes care of us. She starts work in half an hour, she’s usually around the spa.’

  ‘Ah, great! Maybe I’ll go and look for her soon.’

  That's how Dallas’ life was, all luxury and comforts. I still don’t know how he travels, but almost certainly in first class.

  “Will you be a good partner for my little sister?” I wondered to myself. At least I don’t know about any strange vices…

  I might seem suspicious, but the only life I’ve known is that of a worker and I was sure that having his head in the clouds couldn’t be good for him. Although I suppose that if you have everything you need and you have only artistic ambitions maybe it’s OK...

  It was going to be hard for me to spend my time like this though; I needed to work on something and right now the idea of going to the spa to look for the masseuse only increased my anxiety. Or was I nervous about something else?

  I returned after spending a couple of hours shopping; the truth was that there was nothing they needed there, so I bought some things for myself, and a little present for Troy. Although I don’t have much money, and I prefer to show my love by doing things - that's why it bothered me that I wasn’t able to cook something for him.

  ‘How was your day?’ He asked when we were at the table, eating together.

  ‘Uh, trying to get used to the life of the rich.’ My comment caused him to smile complacently.

  ‘If you need anything, just ask the house staff or call me.’

  ‘Thank you honey, but you know? I need to work as soon as possible, I can’t sit around not doing anything, it stresses me out.’ I said, smiling.

  ‘Some complain of lack of time and others of having too much, how badly distributed the world is!’

  ‘Don’t be sarcastic! Would you rather I was a lazy cow whose only occupation was to buy stuff and put on makeup? Like your ex?’

  ‘Of course not, don’t take it the wrong way. Today I haven’t had time to look for a job for you. Why don’t you send me your resume?’ The butler brought us dessert while we talked, a delicious cake, with a Christmassy design.

  ‘Okay, after all, I'm looking for a job!’ When he heard me he laughed, but his mouth was full, so he hid it with a napkin.

  ‘Don’t mock me! Why do you find it funny?’ I don’t know why, but seeing him also made me laugh.

  ‘It's funny, do you know that your sister and I met at a job interview?’

  ‘Of course, I remember how it happened, because she told me every detail.’ I put my elbows on the table and my chin on my hands, smiling.

  ‘Now I’m going to interview you, aren’t you nervous?’ He asked, putting on a sensual voice.

  ‘Hmmm... I think not, are you going to be hard on me?’ He approached me and kissed me, he had a cherry between his lips and I took it from him into my mouth.

  We got up slowly, entwined in kisses and hugs, and he picked me up by the waist. Checking that we weren’t going to fall, he carried me to our huge room, where we stopped next to the bed. Its classic style, with a canopy, was very romantic.

  We undressed; we were so comfortable and warm. I caressed his pectorals, his hard arms, with strong biceps. I gazed at his perfect face. I explored his beautiful features with the tips of my fingers, savoring every little tactile sensation. Troy was not so patient, he was excited; he lifted me bodily again, holding me by the waist, kissing my breasts, my navel...

  He lifted me higher and I felt vertigo, I couldn’t believe he had so much strength in his arms.

  ‘Watch out, I'm going to fall!’ I cried out in fright, alternating with the laughter.

  ‘Don’t worry honey, trust me!’ He was on his knees on the bed, squeezing my buttocks tightly.

  ‘Don’t you think I'm a little fat?’ I asked in a moment of insecurity. Compared to my sister who was so slender…

  ‘You're perfect, I like you this way. You are feminine and I enjoy every inch of your skin.’

  ‘I love you, Troy!’ It came out suddenly, I was so excited...

  ‘And I love you! My love.’

  What can I tell you... it was wonderful. It was all perfect and we made love three times. Later, though, I started thinking about the delicatessen. It wasn’t the most appropriate thought after a couple of hours of passion and sex, but I had to sign the dismissal document and collect what was owed to me.

  ‘If you want I'll take you, I have time.’ He kissed me again. We were on the bed; he leaning on his right elbow, next to my breasts, which he didn’t stop caressing.

  ‘Okay, let's go in the limousine again! Hahaha.’ I looked at him mischievously; in truth, I wanted my old boss to see how things were for me now.

  We got there about five in the afternoon. I could see how, from the inside of the establishment, the customers had noticed the car; the shop assistant too.

  ‘Will you come with me?’ Going in with him would be perfect; I wanted to make them all envious.

  ‘I never shop in places like this; I usually get my employees to do it.’ He was above such work!

  ‘Come on, man, nothing will happen!’ I really wanted to give myself the treat of being ac
companied by him; somehow he knew what I was thinking and he indulged me.

  ‘Going into a deli in an Armani suit? Oh well... let's go.’

  Chapter 10

  I soon found my ex-boss. I took Troy by the hand, went over and signed the documents, took the money and left. I didn’t want to bother Troy too much, I noticed he was annoyed. Everyone looked at him as if he were an extraterrestrial.

  In a way it was true, a man like him could never usually be found in a place like that, he’s so sophisticated...

  I left grinning from ear to ear, my ex-colleagues would have something to gossip about for weeks. Even my ex-boss was stunned when she saw me hand in hand with my “Adonis", hahaha.

  ‘Why did you feel the need to impress them and humiliate them a little?’ He asked, annoyed; it wasn’t his style.

  ‘Oh, Troy! Don’t get angry please, it's nothing... that woman treated me horribly.’

  ‘And you used me to intimidate them, right?’ He made me feel a little guilty, he’s a rich and elegant man, but he has a lot of respect for others, despite being authoritarian at work.

  ‘I'm sorry honey, you're right! I won’t do it again. Can you forgive me?’

  ‘I’ll make it clear; I'm not here so you can make others feel small.’ He said sternly, as he smoothed his tie and jacket.

  ‘Sorry, I'm sorry!’ I still had a lot to learn if I was to adapt to the life of a millionaire.

  ‘I accept your apology; I know you are a woman with many qualities. But that's why I don’t want you to do that kind of thing.’

  The next day, I was preparing my resume when I started to feel nauseous; I went to the bathroom and vomited. It wasn’t normal for that to happen to me and I also felt a slight pain in my breasts.

  Fearing the worst, I grabbed the car keys and drove to the pharmacy. Once back, I pulled the test out of its packet and went to find a container for the urine. I did it all very carefully; a few minutes seemed an eternity while I waited, but eventually I saw how it changed color - positive.

  ‘Oh, shit!’ I wasn’t expecting this. We had only just started living together, I didn’t have a job and suddenly I got pregnant, what a mess.

  I called Tatiana, I was nervous about the new situation. This could change my whole life.

  ‘Hello Elsa! What’s up? I'm working.’ That made me think about how everyone had a job but me, which depressed me.

  ‘Hey… you're going to be stunned... I'm pregnant!’ I gritted my teeth, feeling as if I had done something wrong.

  ‘Congratulations!! What a surprise!’ Her reaction surprised me.

  ‘Don’t you think it’s bad luck?’ I asked, taken aback.

  ‘No, why? You have a partner, you live together.’ I was reassured, but I still had serious doubts.

  ‘I don’t have a job, I feel nervous about this, I don’t know.’ I said, my voice trembling.

  ‘No, Elsa, it’s OK, don’t stress - maybe all this is because of your condition. Look, Troy loves you and he's a millionaire! Everything is going to be fine.’

  ‘I don’t know how he's going to take it, I have a bad feeling, it's hard to explain...’ It felt like I was having an attack of some sort.

  ‘A bad feeling?’

  ‘Yes, and my heart is beating so fast… oh, Tati!’

  ‘I’m on my way, don’t worry!’ Oh no, now I was scaring my poor little sister, I who had always taken care of her.

  ‘No! I'll wait until Troy arrives, don’t come... you don’t need to.’

  ‘Oh Elsa, of course I'll go... right now!’ She hung up.

  I sat down in an armchair and took a gulp of water, I was so nervous... I thought that Troy might leave me, that I wouldn’t be able to work... all sorts of nonsense. Then I decided to call a friend.

  ‘Hello Elsa! How’s everything going? It’s been a long time.’

  ‘Good, Erika, umm... sorry I called you for this, but... it's just that... I’m pregnant!’ We've always had each other’s back; we used to go out partying together when we were teenagers.

  ‘No way! What are you going to do about your job?’ She wasn’t exactly up-to-date.

  ‘I don’t work there anymore, the boss fired me.’ I don’t even know how I was able to talk, given how nervous I felt.

  ‘What bad luck, Elsa! Have you told your man?’ I was hoping that Erika would give me a solution; she has always been an intelligent and determined woman.

  ‘No, he doesn’t know yet, he'll be here soon, we live together!’ I don’t know why I was afraid about him finding out.

  ‘Don’t even think about telling him! You and I both know what guys are like, he’ll break up with you and you’ll lose your independence. You have to have an abortion without telling him!’

  ‘But, but... he loves me and he has a lot of money... What if we have it?’ My head was a mess; I didn’t know what to do.

  ‘If he has dough, all the more reason to do it - how long will it last, a couple of years maybe, until he leaves? He’ll give you an allowance and start again with someone else, while you take care of raising the kid. Think about your independence, you’re still young!’

  ‘Do you think so, Erika? I don’t know... someday I'll have children, I suppose.’ My uncertainty was increasing.

  ‘An abortion! Do it quickly, without him knowing, you might have problems if he finds out you've done it.’

  ‘But it's his child too! Wouldn’t it be wrong?’ Life is sometimes so complicated; if you could put yourself in my shoes you’d see.

  ‘But you're the one who has to give birth! He doesn’t have to do anything. Why didn’t he use a condom? Why not? That shows how much he cares about you.’

  ‘Erika... we've started living together, if you knew him, maybe... maybe he wants to have a family.’

  ‘Huh. You're lost, girl! Why didn’t he talk to you about it first? He didn’t ask, he gets you pregnant and then he’s off! Right? Abort!’

  ‘I don’t have much time, my sister is coming now!’ I didn’t know how to tell Tatiana that I was going to have an abortion.

  ‘Great, she’ll help you look for a clinic and... ’

  ‘I don’t think she’ll agree, Erika! Tati is going out with my man’s brother and... ’

  ‘Don’t say anything else! I know Tatiana, the poor thing is even more of an innocent than you... let's see, let me think. OK, come to my house now! I’m only working in the afternoon.’

  ‘I can’t move, I feel awful. Oh, Erika! I'm not sure what you want to do... ’

  ‘OK, don’t worry, I'll go to you! Do we have time?’

  ‘Maybe if you hurry, you're close, I’ll give you the address... ’ I told her all about the mansion. Erika and I had always been clear that the worst thing that could happen to us was an accidental pregnancy, with the standard of the boyfriends I've had in my life... Alright, I didn’t take precautions either, but this time we had started a life together!

  I didn’t have time to think about it much, in a few minutes there was a knock at the door. Christopher, the butler, approached me and said:

  ‘A young lady named Erika Prater is asking for you, Madame.’ Troy clearly hired people with a classic style to work in the house.

  ‘Yes, thank you; tell her to come in, please.’ Erika came in, walking fast. It had been a year since I last saw her, but she was the same as ever, passionate about piercings, tattoos, and her colored hair.

  ‘Fuck, Elsa! Your boyfriend must be loaded!’ We hugged.

  ‘He's not my boyfriend, he's my partner, and his name is Troy. Yes, he’s a millionaire. I'm a bit nervous, I've been having heart palpitations for the last hour and I don’t dare take anything.’

  ‘OK, stay calm! Let's go, but first of all send a message to your sister to reassure her, telling her that you have gone to the hospital with a friend because you were feeling bad, but that you are better now; turn off the phone after you send it.’

  ‘Ok, I'll write it now... ’

  ‘No, come with me, you can write
in the car.’ We left the house and I asked Christopher to tell my sister that I would be back soon.

  We crossed the Fantasy Garden - Erika couldn’t believe her eyes, she had never seen such a thing, or a manor house like that.

  ‘How did you do it, Elsa? He’s a real catch! Hahaha!’

  ‘It's a long story... where are we going?’

  ‘To the Hampton clinic, in the center.’ I frowned, I didn’t like the quick decisions I was making.

  ‘Look, Elsa, you have even more reason to do it now!’ she said, starting the engine. ‘This guy must have hundreds of women chasing him, if you mess up at the beginning, before you’ve got him hooked…’

  ‘I don’t like it when you talk like that, Erika!’ I didn’t see Troy as a prize.

  ‘Fuck, Elsa, you've changed a lot... you're turning into Tatiana. Be a bit more practical, we already know how guys are!’

  ‘But Erika, what if it's time to be a mother?’ She drove so fast, now I understood how she had arrived at the mansion so quickly.

  ‘Hahaha! Are you insane? And throw your life away? No job, you’re not married to him – you’ll be stuck for life! Abort girl, abort.’

  Suddenly, a pedestrian stepped onto a zebra crossing that had seemed clear. Erika swerved and braked, but we were speeding and we were too close. Two wheels of the car lifted up and it rolled onto its side, sliding a couple of meters until it hit a dumpster. This, being made of plastic, cushioned the blow.

  The vehicle was on its side, Erika was unconscious. I was luckier because I held onto the seat as best I could and my body barely moved. Two policemen approached quickly and opened a door. They pulled me and my friend out. Erika had blood on her head.

  ‘Are you OK? Can you walk?’ I heard the sound of an ambulance, we were in the center and, fortunately, the agents had seen everything just as it happened and reacted quickly.

  ‘I'm pregnant!’ It was the first thing I could think to say. We arrived at the hospital in a matter of minutes, Erika was hooked up to something and I was taken on a stretcher to a ward where they examined me, bandaged my elbow and did some tests, ultrasound and blood tests.