The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  “You had any more calls from the mystery caller, Liv?”

  I cringed. “No!” I said a bit too cheerfully.

  “Are you sure?” he asked as if sensing my lie.

  “Yeah sure,” I assured him.

  “Mmm. Why do I get the feeling you’re lying to me, Liv?”

  “Don’t be silly Nate. It’s not as if you don’t know about him and I’m trying to hide it. What reason would I have not to tell you?”

  “Okay,” he seemed to relax a little, “What time are the kids’ home?”

  Looking out of the front window I saw my mother pull up and wave to me as Erin and Matt climbed out. I waved back, “They’ve just pulled up now so I better go.”

  “Okay baby. Love you.”

  “I love you too Nate.” I ended the call as the kids walked through the door.

  “Hi, Mom.” They both kissed me on the cheek. Erin stood scrutinizing me. “There’s something different about you mum,” she said, narrowing her eyes on me.

  I shrugged my shoulders at her. “I don’t know what sweetheart,” I said, looking over myself thinking she meant my appearance.

  “No, not your body, just . . . I don’t know, something in your eyes. They have a kind of sparkle.” She frowned harder, and then her brow rose high to her hairline. “Oh My God!” She grinned slowly. “Good on you, Mother.” She looked happy and proud of me.

  Grinning again, she looked me up and down as though because she had figured out I was having a sexual relationship with somebody, I had got the words ‘I’VE JUST HAD ROCKIN’ SEX’ written all over me.

  I gave her a shift of my eyes towards Matt, telling her to not blurt anything out in front of him. She winked at me and mouthed ‘Nate?’

  Matt tramped up the stairs, informing me he had some homework to finish. I could tell he had figured out we were heading for a ‘girlie’ chat.

  I nodded at Erin and couldn’t hold in my smile. “Yes. It’s Nate.” I blushed.

  “Good girl, he’s hot!” she beamed at me.

  “Are you sure you are okay with it?”

  “Hell Yes! Mum, I’m ecstatic for you. I didn’t think you would ever find anybody after what my dad did and you deserve a man who treats you well. I like Nate, he seems good for you.” She took my hand, her face suddenly softening. “Is he . . . you know!? Him?” she asked, cringing slightly.

  I nodded and turned away. “What do you want for tea, sweetheart?” I busied in the fridge.

  “Mum! Don’t change the subject. Does Jay know?”

  “Not yet. And don’t go telling him Missy!” I pointed a finger in her direction. “He’s visiting Thursday, I’ll tell him then.”

  She held her hands up in submission. “I’m not gonna tell him. That’s your job” She walked over to me, pulling me into a hug. “I’m so happy for you mum but tell him if he hurts you, then I’ll rip his balls off and feed them to next doors dog!” I raised my eyebrows at her and we both fell about laughing hysterically.

  Chapter Fourteen

  MONDAY WAS GOING to be extremely hot according the weathermen so I had chosen to wear my baby blue pleated mini skirt and white sleeveless ruffle shirt with a white lace bra and thong set; no stockings for coolness, teaming the summery look with some open- toed white heels.

  As I arrived at work, I immediately sorted out the number change with my service provider, requesting an immediate replacement and their promise to look into the prank calls.

  I was sat at my desk, checking some documents that Grace had asked me to look at. Because of Peterson’s dismissal, Grace had been promoted to temporary Financial Director until they found a replacement.

  Josh came in holding a vast amount of flowers and a huge grin. “For you Sweetie,” he chirped happily. There was a bunch of twelve pink and white roses with a card reading:

  Angel,

  Pink and white roses: meaning; ‘I love you still and always’

  And I do love you now and always Baby

  I love you

  Nate xxx

  12 yellow and orange roses with a card reading:

  Angel,

  Yellow and orange roses: meaning; ‘passion’

  My passion for you is unbelievably immeasurable Baby

  I love you

  Nate xxx

  12 tulips with a card reading:

  Angel,

  Tulip: meaning; perfect lover

  We are explosive together, you blow my mind Baby

  I love you

  Nate xxx

  12 Musk Roses with a card reading:

  Angel,

  Musk roses: meaning; beauty

  You are so beautiful, you take my breath away

  I love you

  Nate xxx

  And finally, 12 orchids with a card reading:

  Angel,

  Orchid: meaning; love and beauty

  When we make love it’s the most beautiful act in the world baby

  I love you

  Nate xxx

  I was gobsmacked by his utterly romantic gesture. They must have cost a bloody fortune but . . . WOW!

  I couldn’t get my breath past the lump in my throat. Tears streamed down my face as I read each extremely loving sentiment.

  “Hey,” Josh laughed and hugged my shoulders. “He’s got it bad for you, Sweetie.”

  I couldn’t speak as I sat staring at the flowers that completely covered my desk. I didn’t think it was possible to love him any more than I did but this had just proved me wrong. As Josh left I got my phone out and texted Nate.

  ME:

  WOW Nate WOW!!!

  I’m overwhelmed by the flowers

  Thank you, thank you, and thank you

  They are stunning and I can’t stop grinning

  I love you so much

  Xxx

  I sat there for another ten minutes, just staring at the flowers. Luckily they had all been delivered in vases, arranged to perfection. Everybody that came in commented on them, making my grin even wider each time.

  Nate text back about thirty minutes later so he must be busy.

  NATE:

  You are so welcome Angel

  I’m happy that I made you smile

  It will help me get through my horrendous Monday

  ILY2 xxx

  Smiling at the thought of me smiling, made him smile I texted back.

  ME:

  I’m sad that you are having a bad day

  Anything I can do to help ;-)

  ILY2 more xxx

  I was having an idea blooming in my head and I smiled wickedly to myself.

  NATE:

  God! There’s lots of things you can do Baby

  But most of them are too X-rated to put in a text ;-)

  ILY2 even more xxx

  ME:

  Why Mr Carter! I can’t possibly imagine what you are referring to!

  Even though I have some pretty hot images now!

  ILY 2 immensely more xxx

  NATE:

  Well Miss Adams, I could always demonstrate what I’m referring to

  I am also picturing some pretty hot images!!!

  ILY2 extremely more xxx

  ME:

  I think you should resume with your work Mr Carter

  Before you have an accident imagining these hot images!

  ILY2 immeasurably more xxx

  NATE:

  It may well be too late Miss Adams ;-)

  But you must also recommence with your tasks before

  Your boss gets on top of you ;-D

  (Now I have even more hot images Lol)

  ILY2 infinitely more xxx

  ME:

  We wouldn’t want my boss to get on top of me

  That would be just too inappropriate Mr Carter!

  ILY2 by a long way xxx

  PS I have a meeting now and have to go

  Enjoy your American update ;-)

  NATE:

  OK bye Baby

  I’m sooo looking forward to my American Update


  ILY2 so much it takes my breath

  Xxx

  I was now feeling pretty aroused. Nate could always make me horny with a click of fingers, ever since our university days but even more so lately; he was an amazing lover.

  At 12.20 I alerted Grace that I was taking my lunch break and I scooted across to the local deli, buying Nate a ham salad on rye and his favourite hazelnut latte.

  At 12:40, I walked into his reception area, much to Rachel’s annoyance.

  Holding up the brown paper bag containing Nate’s sandwich I looked at her. “You don’t have to buzz Rachel, he’s just text me asking to bring him a sandwich up. I’ll take it in. Can you make sure he’s not disturbed please as he has his conference call with America,” I informed her, giving the impression that I had come up on Nate’s request. She scowled as she nodded at me.

  Standing outside his door I took a deep breath and entered without knocking. He was sat behind his desk looking immensely bored as a random voice spoke through the hands free. He smiled a huge grin when he saw me. I put a finger to my lips to inform him not to say anything as the caller droned on.

  I slowly walked over to him and placed the bag and polystyrene cup on his desk then walked behind his chair and whispered in his ear ,“I have brought your lunch, Mr Carter but I’m feeling really, really horny.” His eyebrows shot up as I added, “Don’t move!”

  The American voice continued as I locked the door and sat on the couch facing his desk, the coffee table in front of me. I sat staring at him and popped my fingertip against my lips, slowly stroking across them then unhurriedly ran it down my neck and down to my breasts, cupping them in my hands over my shirt. Massaging them I felt my nipples peak. I pinched them through the flimsy material, never removing my eyes from Nate’s as the caller still rattled on.

  Moving my fingers to the buttons of my shirt I undid them one by one, painstakingly slow then slid the two halves of my shirt open, revealing my white lace bra, my erect nipples dark underneath the transparent material; our eyes still linked.

  I ran my finger along the edge of my bra over the swell of my breast and then gently pulled one cup down, my breast pushed up high above the cup. I saw Nate’s eyes drop to my chest as I sucked my finger and then rolled it around my sensitive nipple. He bit his bottom lip, his pupils dilated so much they were black.

  “Yes!” he grunted when the caller asked if he was still there and then continued to rattle on as Nate shifted slightly in his seat, his erection growing uncomfortable.

  I deliberately placed each of my heeled feet on the edge of the coffee table in front of me and very slowly slid them apart, giving Nate the perfect view of my thong covered pussy.

  His breath hitched and a forbidden groan escaped his mouth. “Mr Carter, are you alright?” the voice asked.

  “YES!” Nate barked at him, “Carry on.”

  The voice stammered a little then resumed as Nate signalled for me to carry on.

  Smiling provocatively I let my hands slide down to my knees, one on each side and trailed my fingers leisurely up the inside of my thighs. Nate’s tongue swept across his lips. He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling heavily with each breath as the American pursued his task of updating Nate.

  My fingers continued on their adventure up my thighs, slowly skimming my skin until they reached my thong. I gave my groove one long sweep of my finger making my own breath hitch and my own tongue sweep over my lips in a mirror image of Nate’s.

  I pushed the edge of my thong aside and maintained my stroking as my head fell back and I closed my eyes, now biting my lip and moaning softly. Slipping my fingers inside me, I worked them in and out. As my arousal deepened, my movements grew faster and harder, drawing me closer to my orgasm. I brought my other hand up to my free breast, squeezing my nipple hard as I pumped furiously at myself driving my mind to oblivion.

  I hit my peak as my hips rocked and bucked on the couch, writhing silently in the height of ecstasy as sweet pleasure rolled over me.

  After slowly coming down from my high, I stood and buttoned my shirt up then slowly walked over to Nate. As I neared him he grinned and slid his chair back for me to get access to him, he muttered a response to something American had said and unzipped his trousers.

  I stood in front of him and put my fingers in his mouth, smiling delightfully as he slowly sucked my cum off them, his eyes closing in bliss.

  Removing my fingers from his mouth, I braced the chair, a hand on each arm astride him and bent forward to whisper in his ear. “Enjoy your lunch, Mr Carter.” I winked, turned and strolled from the room laughing at his “But . . . but” whine as I closed the door softly behind me.

  Exiting his room I nodded to Rachel and rode down to floor 44, grinning all the way down.

  Resuming my position at my desk, I inhaled deeply at my flowers and logged onto my computer still smiling widely. “You have a good lunch, Sweetie?” Grace shouted through her office door.

  “Very,” I chuckled to myself.

  An hour later I was engrossed in some documents when Leah approached me. “Mr Carter wants to see you in his office, Hun,” she said with a slight grimace. “He didn’t sound too happy. Is everything okay with you two?”

  “They were,” I said, shrugging my shoulders to her, not letting on that I had an idea of what he wanted.

  “Good luck,” she said sympathetically.

  I popped my head round Grace’s door and told her that Nate wanted to see me. “Fine, go, go,” she grinned, shooing me away with her hands.

  Riding the elevator to the 50th floor for the second time my nerves started jangling. Maybe it had not been a good idea to masturbate in front of him while he was in a telephone conference. It was a pretty mean thing to do to him after he bought me the flowers.

  I started to get anxious as I approached Rachel again. “He wants to see me again,” I told her, trying to force a smile.

  “Mr Carter, Miss Adams is here for you,” she informed him through the intercom.

  “Send her in please Rachel, and make sure we are not disturbed. Miss Adams and I need to discuss some serious aspects of her work ethics.”

  I cringed as I took in his tone and Rachel smiled smugly. “Go in,” she sang, causing my teeth to vibrate with the sickly tone.

  Swallowing hard I opened his door and timidly stepped in. He was stood in front of his desk. He looked up at me with a stern look on his face, his eyes narrowed. I felt my stomach lurch. I was seriously wrong when I thought he would appreciate my attempt to entertain him through his American call.

  He stalked past me, locked the door and walked back to his desk, perching himself on the edge, his long legs straight in front of him with his ankles crossed.

  “Come here please, Miss Adams.” I saw a slight twitch of his lips, alerting me to the fact that he was playing a game.

  Catching on quickly, I placed a sullen expression on my face and walked up to his desk as I held my hands behind my back. “Yes, Mr Carter,” I simpered.

  He tilted his head to one side to scrutinize me. “Do you know why I’ve called you into my office, Miss Adams?”

  “No, Mr Carter” I shook my head slowly.

  “Oh, I think you do,” he informed me sombrely, “I don’t think you take your boss’s needs very seriously, Miss Adams. In fact I think sometimes you are a very naughty girl.” He took a step towards me. “I don’t think that you take your boss’s requirements very seriously, do you Miss Adams?”

  “I can assure you Mr Carter, that I will do anything my boss asks of me” I was getting very turned on by his game; it excited me the way he was showing supremacy. James’s dominance had been an evil act but this power Nate was displaying was a different matter entirely.

  “Anything, Miss Adams?” he asked, his slow sexy smile playing on his lips.

  I dropped my chin a little and raised my eyes to his. “Anything you desire, sir.” I smiled back flirtatiously.

  He hissed through his teeth and took anoth
er step closer. “Get on your knees, Miss Adams.” His instruction was strict, generating a faint moan to rumble from me. I dropped down before him, my head still dipped slightly but my eyes tracked on his movements.

  He unzipped his trousers and took out his solid cock, its rigidness at breaking point. “Suck my cock, Miss Adams.”

  My lips twitched in an attempt to stifle my smile. “Of Course, Sir,” I purred and reached up to take hold of him.

  “Ah, Ah, Ah,” he chastised, slightly moving back. “Hands behind your back.”

  I placed my hands back behind me and opened my mouth wide for him to slip himself into, which he did promptly. I twirled my tongue around him, flicking his bar as I sucked. I took him to full capacity as I loosened the back of my throat to accommodate him.

  He placed his hands on my head. “That’s Right Miss Adams, taste me,” he growled as I persisted to blow him, my mouth driving him. I felt him swell a bit more in my mouth as I grazed my teeth along him and spun his jewellery.

  Groaning loudly he stepped back and removed himself from my mouth. “Stand!” he commanded. I got to my feet immediately. He took himself in his hand and began to gently stroke himself. “Take off your shirt,” he requested harshly; I did as he asked and stood before him again.

  He paused while his eyes raked over me, his tongue sweeping his bottom lip. “Bend over my desk, Miss Adams and lift your skirt for me to take a good look at you.”

  We were both highly aroused my legs shook in anticipation as I leant over his desk and braced it. “Very nice,” he admired. “I’m going to fuck you hard now, Miss Adams.”

  “Yes please, Sir,” I panted as he drew my thong to one side and positioned himself behind me.

  “Are you ready?” he asked, “Hold on tightly to the desk.”

  He impaled me in one hard thrust, knocking me forward on the desk as I yelped. “I said hold on tight,” he grated through gritted teeth.

  “Sorry, Mr Carter.”

  He drew back out and thrust in hard again. “You feel . . . Fucking excellent . . . Miss Adams,” he praised on each sharp drive.

  “As do you, sir.” I groaned as he gave a swift hard thrust again. Growling loudly he picked up speed, slamming into me ferociously as he grabbed my hips.