by Carr, Kam
"I will do, Mr Thomas" she beamed. Didn't he affect her? I had never asked her before. She had mentioned she thought he was good looking. I doubted very much she fancied him. Trust me to be the only one around here with a schoolgirl's crush!!
I rose from my desk and made my way into his office. I closed the door behind me He sat down in his chair and patted a free space at his desk.. I perched on his desk and crossed my legs. I was unaware the lace top of my stockings was showing. His eyes drew to it and he gave me that smile. Wow, all my organs flipped at once.
He ran a hand through his hair. "I just wanted a word with you. I am not here tomorrow. I need to get a few things for Hannah . .Presents. You can use anything you need out of petty cash."
Was that all?
"Oh," I replied dishearteningly. "I can do that. Is that all?"
"No" he reached out and his index finger began to run along the lace top. I gushed. He was intoxicating and now I wasn't allowed him. I had tasted enjoyed it but now I had to deny it. He wasn't good for my health.
"I got you something" He leant towards me. I closed my eyes and took in his scent. He sat back up holding a box. I raised my eyebrows. "Your birthday present" he laughed and handed it over.
"Thank you. Can I open it?"
"No, wait till you're alone" he whispered. "I hope you like it...." His voice trailed off and his eyes looked sad. "You better go. I bet you have plans."
"I do" the same sadness filled my voice. " See you Monday." I got up and made my way to the office door.
"Georgina!"
Within seconds I felt his hand round my wrist, he spun me round and pushing me into the closed door. His fingers trailed up my throat and then his lips were on mine. His tongue invading my mouth.
He tasted too good. His free hand in twinged in my hair. I could have an orgasm just by the feel of this. He pulled away breathing hard. He dropped his hands down to his sides.
"Sorry" he mumbled. "I just needed to." I didn't say anything. I was too stunned. I nodded and left. I grabbed my bag and headed towards the lift. I had to get out of this place.
The lift pinged open and I ran inside. Then I remembered I was still holding on to the present he had just given me. I was alone now. I could open it. I slowly lifted the lid off and something fell out. Wow!! It was a gold chain with a large heart pendant I bent down to find whatever it was I had dropped.
It was a note:
Happy birthday M x PS, turn the pendent over.
I did. Engraved was the letter R. I kept blinking. I couldn't make out what it meant. Surely it must of been a mistake. I closed up the box and discarded it in my bag.
Where was I going to hide it?
It's not like I could tell anyone my boss brought me presents. I couldn't wait till work Monday. I had to think of a way to thank him. A little naughty smirk came to my lips.
The place hadn't changed one little bit nor had the people. Peter; One of the bar staff was standing chatting to some brunette. I laughed, he always had his mind on one thing. His eyes looked up.
"George!!" he yelled, he ran over and hugged me. "Wow look at you all Miss PA. How are you?"
I manage to escape from his grip. "Good, have you seen Amy?"
"Your hot friend" he gave a little wink. He hadn't changed. "She's over at the back. I'll be on a break soon I'll come over and you can tell me about your new job."
"Okay" I smiled. I went in search of Amy. She was sitting in the back. A bottle of wine was already waiting on the table. Her thick dark hair was pulled back and she was dressed in a power suit. The permanent feature of her phone was glued to her ear. I took a seat opposite her. She held a finger up making it clear she was in an important discussion. I poured myself a drink. I needed it. My nerves were still playing havoc with my mind. I kept playing the whole thing with Maxwell in my head.
"How the fuck . . . I thought the little fuck was going out of business . . . Really!! . . . Fucking sly shit. . . . Right, double our offer. I can't have him do it again. I need this contract, Sharon... Well you better try fucking harder. Tons of people would want your job. . . . DO NOT let that fucking bastard out bid you. If you do your fucking GONE!!!" She slammed her phone down and I finally had her attention. "Don't you fucking hate the no smoking shit in public places?"
I laughed. "Doesn't bother me I gave up . . . What's with all the swearing!"
She huffed and rolled her eyes. "Your boss!!! He's a fuck-able fucker but so fucking frustrating " We both looked at each other and burst out laughing. I had never heard anyone describe my Maxwell like that.
MY??
He wasn't mine. Oh, how I wished he was. What was wrong with me? My innocent boyfriend was at home and I was longing to be with someone else. I downed the wine.
"Bad day?"
"Bad couple of weeks" I snorted.
"Me too. If I had known how bloody difficult it was running your own business I would of said fuck off" She took a sip of her wine. "Right tell me?"
I poured myself another glass. "Tell you what?"
"What it's like working for that sex god" she gushed. "I met him once," she began. "You know I would of allowed him to bang me in that dining hall. He is so fucking fit!!!"
I exhaled. More drink please. I felt jealous. "Well, I guess I am happy with my Blakie!!" Great I was now using Veronicas words. Vile fucking Bitch. Now Amy’s!! I am not original.
"How could I forget" She waved her hands above her head. "True love" She placed her hands on the table and looked me directly in the eye.
Uh-oh I was in trouble.
Amy was the bestest friend I had ever had. She was there every time to wipe my tears away when something went. She knew me like nobody else did. I know I had Dee Dee but Amy felt like my sister.
"Give it up!" She pouted her lips in away to say I know, I can read you and your lying!!!
"Give what up?"
"The secret she laughed and I felt the redness feel my face. "Ah-ha!!" Her perfect manicured nails pointed at me. "You blushed!! You have a secret???" I shook my head and nervously took another sip of my wine. "For fuck sake Georgina Elizabeth Dawson!!!" She screeched. "I will torture you." She was deadly serious.
I knew I could trust Amy with my life. Actually telling another living soul about what I had been doing. It was just..... It made everything seem real. Tell her!!! I downed the rest of my wine in the hope it would make me brave.
What if she was going to hate me?
Why would she?
I had to just get on with it. Maybe it would help. Maybe getting out in the open would give me some relief. Maybe I could stop living in my head.
Amy began to tap her nails on her table. She was getting annoyed at me. "Will you get on with IT!!!!!"
"You really want to know?"
"I asked therefore I want to know!!"
"You'll hate me!"
"I'll beat you if you don't just fucking tell me" she smirked back. I laughed. Oh what the hell. She wouldn't use it against me. She was my friend and it would do me good. I felt so alone at the moment. Sharing is caring.
"Right" I looked her directly in the eyes. I let out a breath. "I've been seeing someone else."
Her jaw almost hit the table. "Who?" she gushed.
I started to blink rapidly.
Tell her!!!
"Maxwell" I whispered.
She sat up bolt right in her chair. She smiled then she narrowed her eyes and then her mouth opened wide in shock. "OH MY GOD!!" she yelled.
"Amy!" I hissed. I started scanning the room to make sure no one was looking. Thank god, they weren't. I lowered my voice. "Plus, no one knows and you can't tell anyone. I'm not exactly seeing him anyway." I closed my eyes. When I opened them Amy was giving me the caring friend look. "It's just . . . ." I couldn't carry on. She knew enough now. She had got her gossip fix for one day.
"Since when?" she asked as she grabbed my glass and refilled it. "Here, you need this. You've gone really pale." I took the glass from her and downed it. The win
e was beginning to make my head feel a little fuzzy. "I am not going to tell anyone. You can trust me babe."
"I know" I sighed. I could trust her with anything.
"So . . ." She raised an eyebrow and her lips twisted. "When? Where? And How?"
"Amy," I began feeling hot and bothered. The thought of Maxwell filled my head. He was so desirable. "Please I really don't want to talk about it. "
"You can't spill the goss and reply with no more. Georgina, this is really unlike you? I need to know." She lent forward and lowered her voice. "Is that fucker taking advantage of you?"
I looked up stunned. How could anyone think about Maxwell like that?
"No!!!! He is such a nice man. Takes his work really seriously." A little smile came to my lips. His golden rule!!! Then the picture of him and Veronica wiped it away. "It's over now."
Amy took a sip of her wine. I could tell she was dying to ask more. "What's he like in the bedroom?" There it was. I laughed only Amy would want the dirty details. She wanted them and I would share.
"We have never had sex in a bed" I winked.
"Where have you done it then?" She looked surprised but deeply interested.
"His office and up against a wall" just telling someone made me feel wanton. I gave a sigh. I would never even experience sex in a bed with him.
"Dirty fucker!!!" she spat. "Well, Georgina Elizabeth Dawson you have truly shocked me." She held up her glass. "Cheers!!"
* * *
I woke up suddenly. I looked over at the clock 9.00 AM.
Shit!
I was late for work.
WAIT!!!
It was Saturday. I chuckled to myself. How stupid I could be? Blake must all ready be up. I got out of bed and grabbed my silk dressing gown.
Mmmmm something smelt good. Pancakes? Fresh coffee? My belly rumbled.
I left the bedroom and entered the living area. Just as I expected Blake was in his favourite place.
"Morning beautiful" he was glowing. "Happy birthday!!" He pointed over to the table. It was full of presents, cards and flowers.
"Blake it's my birthday tomorrow!"
"I know but I am working tomorrow." He looked at me like I was stupid.
I wish he didn't do that.
"So, WE are celebrating today. I have the whole day planned. Today my sexy girl you are Princess Georgina."
I clapped my hands in delight. He really was amazing. Maxwell came to mind. I wondered what he was doing? The present he had given me was still safe in my bag. I had taken it out and admire it. It was astounding. It was such a shame I would never get to wear it. I still didn't understand what the R meant and I also had told myself to give it back.
After talking to Amy I had made the resolution that Maxwell had to remain my boss. I had a boyfriend. I needed to be a 100 percent loyal to him.
Look what he's done for you!
My eyes dreamily returned to the table. He loved me and that was very clear to see. No one would make as much effort for me like he had. My own parents wouldn't go to this length for me.
"You aren't going to open anything?" Blake was behind me his arms moved around my waist. "Although the main present isn't here?"
I gave a girly giggle."The main?" I couldn't believe it. There was going to be more! I had never been this spoilt before. It wasn't even an important birthday.
Why was he doing this?
Why are you complaining?
True!! Very true.
"When do I get my main present?"
"Tonight!"
WOW, this was too good to be true.
I was tucking into my pancakes they tasted lush. I had managed to open all the presents in record time. Every single one was amazing. I looked over at the No1 No.1 Jenny Packham Pale Peach prom dress. I had been admiring it on the internet for weeks. The skirt was all floaty with a beautiful boob tube top with a single flower. Very Sarah Jessica Parker style. He had brought the shoes to match. Expensive underwear, my favourite perfume and a lush pair of pearl drop earrings.
"What are we doing after breakfast?" I asked pushing my plate away. I picked up my mug. There was nothing like the aroma of fresh coffee first thing in the morning.
How come this all felt like a dream? A perfect dream.
A massive smile appeared on his lips. "We are going on a private river cruise. The boat is going to crewed, there will be wine and all we have to do is sit back and relax."
"Wow" I gushed. I had never done that before. The whole time I had lived in Oxford I had never done anything like that. How romantic but I still wanted more. "And after?"
"I am going to wine and dine you" his voice sounded full of promise.
"So, hang over tomorrow?" I laughed. This day just sounded better by the minute. Oh, I really did have the most loving caring boyfriend in the whole entire world. Why hadn't I appreciated it before?
Because you were stupid! The voice was right.
My head had been turned. I got dragged into a fantasy world of lust. This was real. What I felt for Blake was true love. No other man would ever treat me the way he did. Why had it taken me this long to realize this??
But Maxwell....... Get over him please!!
It didn't matter how many times I begged myself why wasn't it sinking into my thick skull? I didn't love Maxwell. Yet I just kept holding on to the thought that maybe he loved me. Why? His words filled my head 'You have cast some sort of spell over me and it is really fucking freaking me out.'
What was wrong with me?
"You okay?" Blake asked he looked wounded.
"I'm fine" I smiled. "The day sounds amazing. Just feeling a little sorry for myself" I lied. "You know, birthday tomorrow, no mum, no Dad, no sister."
His hand reached out and grabbed mine. "You have me. What else do you need?"
Exactly what else did I need . . . . . . . . .?
It was actually really hot for the end of April. The boat was wonderful. The boat was called Baccahalian. Blake explained it meant drunken merriment. It was a dark green with a white canopy. There was champagne abroad the boat. It was obviously living up to its name. Me and Blake sat under the canopy drinking champagne, eating strawberries and enjoying the views.
I never really took in how beautiful Oxford was with its endless countryside. I felt like we had gone back in time. There was no cars, no sound of the city. People were just walking past with their dogs and other people of their boats. Children feeding ducks waving at us contently. I felt I was in a different world.
Blake gazed down at me. "Do you like?"
"I do like a lot" I beamed. I laid back and felt the warm rays from the sun on my skin. If I closed my eyes I could be anywhere I wanted to be with whoever I wanted to be with.
Maxwell? A voice laughed.
No, not Maxwell!
"Shame this boat doesn't have a cabin" Blake whispered as he laid down next to me.
I opened one eye. "And what would you want a cabin for?" I knew the answer but hearing it from his mouth gave that extra wow factor.
His fingertips began to run along my bare leg. "I would make love to you sweetly" his eyes beamed with desire. I too was feeling it down below. It had felt like years since we had made love. Maybe it was time to erase Maxwell's touch. After all I had no idea what he was doing or seeing. Me and Maxwell were not together. I leant over and kissed Blake. His lips were soft and tasted familiar. I had missed him. I pulled away and looked up. My cheeks flushed when I saw the captain staring open mouthed.
"Later" Blake laughed and pulled me into him. We spent the rest of the cruise hugging and admiring the views. We looked like any other young couple totally in love and bewildered with each other. I couldn't wait till tonight!!!
I stared at my reflection, was that me? I was wearing the outfit Blake had brought me. Everything about it was perfect. I smiled to myself I had come along way from that clumsy waitress.
"Wow" Blake whistled as he entered the room. "I am going to have to keep my eyes on you tonight."
; "Your eyes should always be on me, Mr Waterman" I gave a little twirl. I did feel like a princess. Cinderella all ready to go to the ball. But unlike Cinderella I had my prince Charming . . .
Well two!!
Greedy!!! I rolled my eyes the voice in my head was getting on my nerves today.
He grabbed my waist and buried his head into my neck. Nuzzling softly and the goosebumps began to appear on my skin. I hadn't had this sensation for a while. "Wait I have an idea!!" He dashed out of the room.
What was he up to now?
He returned carrying his camera.
"Is that work equipment?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes!" HE gave me that smile. His secret would be safe with me. "Right, give me your best pose!" He held up the camera.
"I suppose it will make a change for you to photograph a woman actually wearing something!" I laughed. Blake narrowed his eyes. I got on with it. I started to give my best fashion model poses with extra pouting. The camera began to flash.
"Fantastic!" Blake began to move round me catching every single angle. I started laughing. I felt such a fool; What a better way to showcase my No1 No.1 Jenny Packham Pale Peach prom dress.
"That's a wrap!" He yelled throwing his camera down on the bed.
"That's not exactly taking care of work property" I teased.
"Let's go!" He ordered.
I picked up my clutch bag."Where are we going?"
"All in good time, Miss Dawson. All in good time." He looked very smug with himself as he escorted me out of the room.
What a wonderful day x
"Jamie's Italian?" I screamed. I loved this restaurant. It was my favourite. I loved the way outside it was boring old Oxford. When you stepped in you felt you had stepped into Italy. It was as if I had walked through the wardrobe to bliss. It was rustic and smelt beautiful. I wished one day I would get the chance to go Italy. It looked such a magnificent place. I had only very been as far as my Dad's villa in Spain. Even though that was as beautiful as it was. Italy was definitely the place I would want to visit.