by Amy Brent
“No. I never expected this. I was going to go see Brian after this and I hoped he noticed,” she said, and anger filled me. Brian sounded like a fool who didn’t appreciate the woman he had in front of him. I would do that and more, and I slipped my hands up to cup her breasts as she whimpered and arched against me. I unclipped the front of the lace bra and stroked her nipples as I lowered my body between her legs. I was still dressed, but I knew she could feel my cock against her.
Lily clumsily undressed me after some exploration and long kisses, looking stunned as she took me in. I took great care of myself and it showed, her eyes wide as I lowered my pants and dropped them to the floor.
I kissed her again before lowering my mouth to her neck, her chest, and then her hard nipple. I sucked and bit gently, listening to her sounds as she reacted strongly with her body. I couldn’t wait to taste her sweet pussy, but I held off, nipping at her and finding that her perfume smelled better than it tasted.
That didn’t matter.
I moved down her stomach, kissing gently before I lowered her underwear. I dropped them to the floor and looked into her heated eyes before I continued the journey down, kissing her soft inner thighs as she whispered my name. I used my thumbs to spread her open and blew hot air against her as she cried out. I saw how wet she was and inhaled her sweet honey before I placed a kiss gently against her.
Kisses turned to my tongue stroking her firmly and quickly as I held her still to control her wiggling. She dampened and I found her clit and drew it between my lips as she cried out my name and tried to move, fighting my tight hold on her thighs. I was rock hard, and I sucked in my breath as my cock strained against my boxers. “I have to have you,” I said after she came fiercely against my tongue. “I have to be inside you.”
She pulled my hair and I moved up her body to stare into her face. Lily was beautiful post-orgasm, her face flushed and her eyes glowing. I reached over, opening the drawer beside my bed to get a condom before I kissed her, sharing her taste in the slow kiss. I shrugged my boxers off and her hand slid down to grasp me, her eyes filled with wonder. “You’re bigger. Will this fit?”
“It will be the best feeling I’ve ever had,” I assured her as I allowed her to stroke me. “For you as well. I am going to fill your tight pussy and make you come around me, Lily.”
“Oh, god,” she said as she tightened her hand. I allowed it until I was ready to burst, and then I told her I wanted to come inside her. I sheathed myself in a rush before I spread her legs apart and positioned myself before her.
I was on the verge of sleeping with my assistant, and I wouldn’t have changed that for the world.
She was tight and wet as I slid easily inside her, feeling her wrap around me as she moaned long and low. I started slow, allowing her to adjust to me before I gave in to her pleas and started to fuck her harder. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me inside as I felt her tighten. “Landon, oh god.” She scraped my back with her nails, and I drove inside her harder as I approached my own release.
“Lily, you feel so fucking good,” I grunted as she screamed and flooded me with her heat, making me explode a second or two after. I cried out her name as we held each other, feeling euphoric.
I felt the air change as time passed. Lily moved from beside me, sitting up, and I watched her run her hands through her hair. “Lily?” I asked as I reached to pull her down again.
“I can’t believe we did this. I can’t believe this happened. We have to work together, and there’s Brian. I…I am not like this.” Pain filled her voice, and I stroked her back gently. Lily stood and began to dress as I sat up. “I need to leave.”
“No. Stay. Everything is fine.” I tried to soothe her as she covered her body quickly, dropping clothes in the process. “Lily? At least let me take you to your car.”
“There’s Uber for that,” she told me without even looking at me as she left the bedroom.
I sighed and knotted the condom before I tossed it into the trash. Standing, I went out to see her by the window on her phone. She stilled and gave me a scared look as I approached her. “I can take you.”
“That’s not necessary,” she said, staring past me for a moment. “That was great but I have a boyfriend. I should deal with that and figure my life out. I don’t want anything with you, though. This was just…what it was.” Lily shrugged and tried to pretend that it was nothing before her phone chimed. “They’re on their way. I should be outside.”
“I’ll wait with you.” She sighed and we walked out together, not touching as the distance between us grew. The car pulled up and I took a close look at the young male driver before I glanced at her.
“Good night. I’ll see you at work.” Lily got into the car and closed the door as I watched, left alone. I knew I didn’t want that after what we had just shared together, but I understood her fear.
I knew sleeping with her had been a risk, but it was one I was willing to take again. I’d felt more with Lily tonight than I had with anyone else since Madeline. I wanted to hold on to that.
I looked out over the night before I went back inside, locking the door and turning on a movie in my bedroom. My body was tingling and it still smelled like her in here.
I never wanted to wash the sheets.
Lily
I cried in the car on the way home. I was so upside down, and I needed some more wine and solo time to think this through. I thanked the guy without a second glance as I slipped out of the car.
I unlocked the front door of my apartment and walked inside as I wiped my eyes again. I put my purse on the counter along with my keys and made it to my couch before I dropped onto it and started sobbing.
I knew Brian wasn’t the love of my life, but he deserved better than what I had just done. I deserved better. At this point, I didn’t know if I still had a job, which was everything to me right now.
What should I do?
The sex had been incredible. Landon had done things I’d never felt, and the response from my body had been overwhelming. He’d called it right when he’d suggested Brian just stuck his dick inside me, something that never brought me to release. This time, I got there with fingers, tongue, and cock.
However, Landon was my supervisor. It had to stop.
I grabbed the bottle of wine in my fridge and took my phone to my bedroom. I showered as long as the hot water lasted before drying off and pulling a big shirt over my head. I crawled into bed and drank right from the bottle like the rebel I was, knowing it was nothing like the wine I’d had at dinner. It was cheap and my bed was empty and cold, making me cry all over again.
I woke up feeling like I’d been hit by a truck, and one look at my phone made me realize Brian had never called or texted last night. Did he even miss me? I went to get coffee and looked at my business phone after I turned it on, waiting anxiously for it to power up. I could be fired, left to start over after losing my mind a week into the job.
One week and I’d jumped into bed with my supervisor. What kind of whore was I?
There were a few messages, but nothing about being fired. Landon asked me if I was all right, assured me that nobody would ever know, and told me it had been the best night of his life.
What a difference from Brian.
I sipped my coffee, taking some aspirin with the Vitamin water that was in the fridge. I had not had a hangover like this in some time, not since college. I made my way to the couch, thankful that it was the weekend and I could just stay home and ride this out. I longed to never go back to work and face what I did, but that was out of the question. I would just have to hold my head high and refuse to address our little tryst last night. Little…who was I kidding? It was the single best night of my life given the way he had used his body to please me so well. I swore that the man could probably give a woman an orgasm just by looking at her. It would never be me again, and I might be a bit jealous of the next woman, but nobody would have to know that.
No, they wouldn’t. It was back to b
usiness and working on this thing with Brian at least a little bit before I gave up. Surely he could be taught the things that pleased a woman in time, since it seemed to me older men had it together.
Guys my age couldn’t be all bad.
I dozed throughout the day, finally willing to eat something later on. I ordered my favorite greasy sandwich from the nearby deli for delivery and pulled on sweats and a clean shirt to get the door, throwing my hair into a low ponytail before the doorbell rang. I smiled when I opened it, slipping the young guy a bill before I secured the lock and sat down with my breakfast, lunch, and dinner and some hot tea.
By Sunday I was feeling a bit better and had finally heard from Brian. He said they got drunk on Friday, causing him to sleep all day so he didn’t know I never showed up. He made it sound so logical that I was questioning myself for being bothered. He was always the easygoing guy everyone wanted to be around. I was feeling a little less that way, but Friday was a mistake and couldn’t happen again.
Landon did not contact me again, though I left my work phone in the kitchen to begin with. It was on if I was needed for any business matter, and I checked it from time to time, but there was nothing. I knew he had tried a few times, but being mature he didn’t want to bother me after my lack of response. I had probably made my thoughts clear when I ran out of his apartment as fast as possible once the condom was off. It made me cringe now, but what was done was done. It was better that we both just ignored it altogether, given the nature of our relationship.
I felt human by Monday morning, just reluctant to go into the office. I showered and wore a modest black wrap dress with heels, putting on enough makeup to look professional and not overdone. I pulled my hair into a side ponytail and forced a bright smile on my red-stained lips as I reminded myself that I could handle this.
Brian had taken me to dinner last night, and while it had just been a pizza place in the city, we’d had a good time. He talked about the weekend with his friends and I laughed in all the right places while sipping some water and looking across the table at him. Brian had dark blond hair and icy blue eyes that twinkled as he spoke, and I remembered how handsome I’d thought he was when we met at a party in school. To top it off, he was charming and all the girls seemed to notice him. My friend Olivia told me to go for it or step out of line.
So, I went for it.
We went home together that night, and a few months later here we were. He was still handsome and funny, but he lacked the passion I craved in a man. After Friday night, that was even more apparent. But I put that out of my mind Sunday night as I walked home beside Brian and he asked me to stay the night.
“Come to my place,” I suggested instead as I bumped against him. “I have to get up early for work and we’d have some privacy,”
“Sure. That sounds great.” We went back to my apartment and watched television in my bed before he kissed me. It was nice but not like Landon, making me groan inwardly as I deepened the kiss. The sex was painfully quick with little to no foreplay, and I stared at the ceiling with dissatisfaction in my eyes when he rolled onto his side with a long sigh.
Wasn’t I the kind of woman that made Brian want to try harder? It had been different when we’d first gotten together, or had it? Maybe I had just settled in faster than I thought, making me frown as he patted my stomach and closed his eyes. “Night, baby.”
“Good night, Brian,” I said as I snuggled under the covers, craving the way my body had felt Friday night. I didn’t even want to sleep right away, but I needed to for work the next day.
I watched Brian hop out of bed to go home before I locked my door and headed toward my car. I wanted him to look at me like Landon had for just a second, but he just pecked my lips and ran over to his apartment down the street without a second look back.
Landon
I’d had a long weekend waiting for Lily to respond to my texts. I’d told her everything I hoped would help the situation without stalking her. I knew women didn’t want a clingy man, and I prided myself on not being that man, but I was worried about her.
She was beautiful, unique, and deserved the best of everything. Her body was made to be worshiped, and I thought back fondly to the way she sounded when she was coming for me.
My cock hardened as I entered the building, looking over all the familiar faces to see if anyone looked at me differently. Having dinner with Lily wasn’t entirely impossible, though the restaurant had been fairly empty when we left. I had been too into her to notice if anyone from the building was there, but nobody had come over to say hello. I thought back and realized that we hadn’t been acting overly flirtatious at dinner, not enough to draw attention to ourselves, but the car had been a different story. Everything had come together in that moment, and the kiss we’d shared had been everything I’d wanted and more.
I walked toward my office as I looked at the empty desk just outside my door. I had been thinking a lot this weekend, and even after the stress of the divorce, I knew I wanted Lily. It was more than just the sex. I’d never risk work for any woman, though technically nothing would happen to me and I’d protect Lily in any way I could, but I wanted to be with her.
I walked through my door and set my briefcase down on my desk as I looked out over the city. The sun was rising quickly, and the sight normally motivated me. Today I just wanted to see Lily.
Time seemed to drag before I warmed up my computer and left to get some coffee. I made a cup for myself as well as Lily. I was walking back to my desk with both cups when I saw Lily standing over her computer with a focused look in her eyes. She looked beautiful but somehow modest today in a dress that covered her gorgeous body. I set her coffee down gently on a coaster, and she jumped and stared at me with wide eyes. “I made you some coffee,” I told her as I stared into her eyes with a searching gaze. There were so many things I wanted to say to Lily, but she just glanced at me and smiled weakly.
“Thanks,” she said as she looked away. My eyes drifted down to her neck to see a dark blemish on her pale neck. Did I do that? I played back the night, remembering how careful I’d been with her, and my eyes narrowed once I knew that wasn’t from me. Did she really go running back to that boyfriend after the night we shared together? It was clear he didn’t satisfy her, and everything I remembered about Friday was close to perfect, apart from the way she left.
“Anytime, Lily,” I murmured as I watched her cheeks flush pink. I turned and walked into my office as resentment and jealousy singed my skin. I was never jealous over a woman, but Lily was different and she didn’t even realize it. I knew she still felt something for me, but she was going to try to ignore it as she pursued the dead end that was her boyfriend.
I played back every kiss as I paced my floor, not finding any part that wasn’t passionate and hot. I didn’t find anything that wasn’t worth repeating, making me groan as I ran a hand through my short hair.
At some point, I needed to realize that I’d fucked up by sleeping with her. I had to accept that she didn’t want any more from me. I took a long sip of my coffee and set it down. I wasn’t here to charm my assistant; I was here to be the best attorney and partner I could be to the company. That was all that mattered.
Still, I remembered how easily we’d opened up to one another as I handled any communication with Lily electronically. There were emails back and forth, all business without a hint of the version of Lily I’d seen over dinner and at my apartment.
Truth be told, I hated it.
When I went to get a second cup of coffee, I noticed Lauren standing with a group of girls and snickering. She cast me a curious gaze, and I stared at the coffee machine as I fumed inside, remembering how she’d made Lily feel. Lauren was a self-serving bitch, and while I’d always known that, it bothered me more today. Lily had been hurt by her, and she deserved more than that, and more than her boyfriend and the way he made her feel.
“How was dinner?” Lauren’s voice carried over to me, and I stilled as I considered what to do. It
would be unprofessional to tell her what a bitch she was, so I finished my task and turned slightly. I pretended I didn’t hear her to save myself from getting angry. Walking by her out of the room, I heard her whispering.
Lily was better off without her in her life and she’d see that, but Lauren could easily turn others against her. I’d never hated these women at the firm more than I did right now, and I looked at Lily as I approached her, realizing how different she was than any other woman I’d seen in years.
Even though her shoulders were stiff and she was trying to avoid my gaze, Lily was genuine and soft, while everyone else was selfish and harsh.
Friends asked me why I didn’t fuck more women at work, since there were beautiful ones all around me. Granted, I had slipped up a time or two before last weekend, but I knew Lily was the reason now as I passed her.
Her scent filled the air, and I realized it was cider. She smelled like a sweet and spicy cider, the kind Mom used to make at Christmas. I never knew women could buy that as a scent for their skin.
In my office, I sat and planned. I could give more to Lily than this boyfriend of hers on any given day, which made me want to put my plan into action. I wanted to take it slow and go about this in a subtle manner, at least at first. This week involved a tough client I was trying hard to woo, and Lily would be writing the content I’d presented over lunches that week, even planning drinks for Friday. It was that day that a bouquet of fresh purple flowers would be delivered to her desk in the morning, as well as lunch from the deli.
When I passed by her desk on Friday afternoon after lunch, I felt her eyes on me. Lily cleared her throat, and I glanced at her, seeing the curiosity in her eyes. “Is this you?” she asked as she gestured to the flowers and the remains of her lunch. I noticed that she wasn’t having lunch with Lauren or any of the other girls, and I saw the hurt on her face. I wasn’t ready to ask her to join me yet, but I knew we’d be working closely together next week. The opportunity would present itself.