Starting Over

by Erin Cristofoli

  Reaching up, I touched his hand with my own, moving silently a little closer and resting my cheek on his leg. He tensed up and then grabbed my fingers, resting them on his cock. When I gave a gentle squeeze, I heard him clear his throat as he adjusted himself in his chair. Mr. Allen and Ben were discussing something in some depth, and I hoped it would be enough to hide the sound as I slowly unzipped Ben’s pants, reached in, and pulled out his impressive piece of man candy. He drew in a deep breath, but he didn’t stop me. I wrapped my hand around him and stroked once gently, and he reached down and squeezed his hand around mine. If he wanted it harder, that was exactly what he was going to get. I grabbed his thigh with my other hand and dug my nails in gently as I stuffed his cock in my mouth. His legs slid out, and he bumped the side of the desk with his foot.

  “What was that?” Mr. Allen asked.

  Ben cleared his throat again. “Uh, actually, my foot has fallen asleep on me, Mr. Allen. I am just trying to waken it.”

  Business conversation continued between the men, as I jerked Ben off under the desk. I had never willingly done anything quite so naughty at work before, a thought that normally would have frightened me. But Ben was different, or maybe I just felt differently about him. Either way, this was fun.

  I could feel Ben tensing up, and I knew he was getting close. He reached down to rest his hand on my head; I wasn’t sure if he was guiding me or trying to stop me, but either way, I hoped he was going to be able to keep a straight face, because I was not going to be able to stop until I had his cum running down my throat.

  “You know, Ben, I think we can continue this conversation via email, if you like. I know you are very busy.” I heard rustling; Mr. Allen must have been grabbing his coat.

  I put all I had into the head I was giving Ben, and right at that moment, was rewarded, as he exploded with only a minor moan, again disguised by the clearing his throat. Sitting back as best I could, I grinned. Well, that was fun.

  “You will excuse me if I don’t stand up, Mr. Allen, but my foot is still very much asleep.

  “Of course, young man. Thank you again for taking the time to speak with me. I look forward to seeing you in my office in two weeks.”

  “Good afternoon, Mr. Allen.”

  I heard him walking to the door before stopping. “I also wanted to say hello to Kate, but I was told she wasn’t in her office. Too bad. As you know, my wife and I were both taken by your assistant. I think you are very lucky to have her. Please pass along our best regards.”

  “I agree completely, sir. I don’t know where I would be without her. I will pass the message along to her once she returns to her desk.”

  The door closed behind Mr. Allen, and after just a moment to be sure he was actually gone, Ben rushed to the door to lock it, along with our joint door and the bathroom door. I crawled out from under the desk and watched him stalk toward me.

  “What you did was pretty risky, Kate.”

  My stomach filled with unease. Was he angry with me? I nodded. “I’m sorry, Ben. I…”

  “You should absolutely do that again sometime, because that was incredibly hot.”

  I looked down and watched his length harden again, trying to stifle a giggle at his appearance; he hadn’t even bothered to put it back in his pants when he had stood. He looked completely the opposite of how he normally presented himself – his hair disheveled, his shirt un-tucked and slightly rumpled, his belt hanging from its loops, and his dick hanging out.

  “Something funny, woman?” he asked with a devilish look.

  “You, actually.” Boy, was I bold. “You look well spent.”

  “Oh, I do, do I? Baby, I am not nearly done just yet.” He pushed me up against his desk and claimed my lips with a hard demanding kiss. I submitted to him, whimpering. I needed him after all that had just gone on, my body aching to be touched. He pushed papers off to the sides, slid my dress up my hips to around my waist, and then lifted me so that I was sitting on the desk. Falling into his chair, he sat back, watching me. “You are so incredibly sexy. You did some pretty naughty things, so I think it’s only fair that you continue with your wanton ways. I want you to spread your legs for me. Yes, just like that, Kate, and I want you to reach down and touch yourself. I need to watch you.”

  I felt the blush rushing across my face. Ben shed his shirt, and I enjoyed the view of the hotness sitting in front of me. But still, my hands wouldn’t move.

  “Oh, come on, Kate. You can’t go all nervous on me now. What you just did under the desk could have lost us the account with Mr. Allen and much, much more. But I will tell you, I would willingly take that risk over and over, because I think you are so incredibly sexy that I can’t keep my fucking hands off you. So, let me watch you for just a little bit. Show me how wet you are for me.”

  He gazed at me with fire in his eyes, and I knew I couldn’t deny him. I slowly slid my hand down my body, a shiver running through me, my nipples hardening. As my hand reached lower, I spread my legs further, giving Ben a clear view of just how wet I really was. I trailed a finger through my wetness, stirring my desire, then reached forward and brushed my finger against his lips, giving him a taste. He looked almost shocked for a moment; I liked that I could take him off guard. A growl came from deep in his chest as he licked his lips, tasting my desire, and then he was leaning himself into me, grinding his cock against me.

  “I can’t believe you just did that. God, woman, what are you doing to me?” He licked a slow path from my collarbone to my ear, pausing to take my lobe in his mouth, dragging his teeth across it. My hips twitched. I couldn’t stand much more of this sweet torture.

  “Please, Ben…” I moaned.

  “Shhh. I know. I can’t wait any longer either.”

  I pulled Kate toward me, so her ass was right at the edge of my desk. Fuck. For the rest of my days, I swear I was going to have visions of her just like that. I dove in to her mouth, my tongue dancing with hers. Reaching down, I grabbed my cock; Kate was more than ready, and I needed to explode. I pushed balls deep into her in one swift movement, Kate squealing into my mouth. Pausing briefly, breaking our kiss, I said, “I’m sorry, Kate. I got carried away. Are you all right?”

  She rolled her head back. “God, you feel so good. Don’t you dare stop.”

  I actually smirked. God, I loved this perfect woman. My hips began a tortuously slow grind in and out, while Kate’s breathing quickly became erratic. I knew she was going to explode, and I would be right there with her. Her moans became louder. “Baby, you need to keep quiet. The next time, will be in my bed where you can scream to the mountain tops if you like, but for now, you have to hush.”

  I pushed into her once, picking up my pace. Kate whimpered, “Oh, Ben, slow… you need to slow…”

  “Nope, not happening, baby. You feel too good, and I need to come.”

  Kate leaned forward, resting her mouth against my shoulder, kissing it gently and then sucking on it. However, a moment later, she bit down into my skin and let out a muffled cry, her body convulsing around me.

  “Kate!” I hissed through my teeth as the pain she inflicted on me quickly slammed me with a deliciously satisfying orgasm.

  She released my shoulder, the indentation of her teeth marking me. Running a finger lightly over the bruised area, she said, “I’m sorry, Ben. I got a little carried away.”

  I grinned at her. “Yeah, I wasn’t expecting that from you, but I don’t mind a little pain with my pleasure. Maybe I should return the favor. Kate immediately looked unsure. “Hey, whatever you are thinking right now, stop. I won’t ever really hurt you. You know that, right?”

  She nodded, a wave of relief crossing her face. I grabbed her and pulled her to my chest. “I won’t hurt you,” I reiterated.

  We sat like that for a few quiet moments before Kate leaned back. “We should get back to work, don’t you think?”

  I nodded. “That is the last thing I feel like doing right this moment, but yes, I suppose you are right.”


  I stepped back, allowing Kate to stand, and pulled my pants back up and into place. Hungrily, I watched Kate slip her bra back and straighten her dress. Aside from her ruffled hair and a faint pink glow to her cheeks, she looked presentable. I, however, did not.

  I retrieved a new shirt from my closet and returned to Kate, who was leaning against my desk. Swooping in, I kissed her hard, her body immediately melting in to me.

  “That really was fantastic, Kate.”

  She blushed, her eyes darting to the ground.

  “Look at me. I mean every word. Thank you for trusting me enough.”

  She smiled warmly up at me. “That really was, wasn’t it.”

  She slipped away and into her office, and I returned to my desk with a heavy, satisfied sigh. I continued to think about how wonderful this all had been, that I finally had managed to get Kate to give in to me. I was happy, happier than I had been for as long as I could remember, and it had everything to do with Kate. She had woken something in me that I didn’t even know existed anymore. Kate was perfect in every way; she was beautiful and kind, determined and thoughtful. She made me want the life I had given up on having, and I would be an idiot to let her get away.

  I knew, though, that I had to sort out the whole other life I had with her. She deserved to know the truth, and I had to man up and deal with the consequences. I winced at the thought, terrified of what the outcome of that would be. But the longer I waited, the worse it would get.

  I grabbed my phone and texted her.

  Tomorrow. 8 pm.

  I sat down at my desk and sorted out the work to be done. There was lots to do, and the morning had all been wasted. Well, not completely wasted. I smiled to myself.

  My phone dinged in my pocket. I looked at the screen.

  Tomorrow. 8 pm.

  Sir. My stomach turned. For the first time since I had started seeing Sir, I was really uncomfortable with the idea. I wasn’t exactly sure what I had going on with Ben, but I knew I wasn’t the type of girl who would sleep around with multiple men. If I did go tomorrow, and I wasn’t sure I would, it would only be to tell him goodbye. Absolutely no sex.

  I squirmed in my chair for hours, trying to put the whole thing out of my mind, trying desperately to focus on my work.

  A knock on my door startled me, my heart pounding in my chest. I looked up to meet Ben’s beautiful eyes.

  “Something wrong?” he asked, a concerned look crossing his face.

  I quickly shook my head. “Oh, no, I just have some stuff on my mind.”

  “Are you ready to head home?”

  I looked at my clock. Holy hell, where did the time go today? I grabbed my bag and stuffed some work into it. “I’m sorry I didn’t get much done today. I’ll just take some home to get caught up.” I stood up and headed to the door, when he stopped me, his hand running up and down my arm.

  “Actually, I thought we got quite a bit done this morning,” he said with a smirk. “I was thinking that maybe you would like to come over. I could cook us up some dinner, and we could have a relaxing evening together.”

  My stomach turned. “Actually, Ben, I think I am going to just go home. I’m not feeling one-hundred percent.”

  His brows pulled together. “Are you all right? Was it something I did?”

  “No, Ben, I promise. Today was amazing. I just have to deal with some stuff. Besides, you will have no use for me as your assistant if I don’t actually get any work done.”

  He leaned in to me, running his hands through my hair, bringing them to a stop so he could cradle my head. He breathed in my ear, “Believe me, Kate, you and I are just getting started. Pretty sure I won’t ever tire of you, if we’re being perfectly honest.”

  I didn’t know how much truth they held, but his words made me hopeful. His kiss that followed was soft, romantic, and left me even more breathless than any of the harder, more passionate kisses we had shared before.

  He stepped back and gave me a moment to compose myself. “Come on, I will take you home. I will give you the space you think you require, but I know what I want, Kate. It’s you, and I won’t be able to keep any sort of distance from you for long.”

  The pressure in my head tortured me, to the point where I actually began to believe that my head might explode. Late last night, Kate had finally responded to my text to her, agreeing to meet ‘Sir’. I don’t know what I had been expecting, actually. In hindsight, I could have just cut her off via text, and she would have been none the wiser. That would have been the best idea, but no, I stupidly decided to confess to her.

  I knew she deserved to know the truth, no matter how much I wished I didn’t have to tell her. Besides, I loved going to the club with Kate. She turned me on so deeply; I had never felt this way before with any of the women I had slept with. At work, I would never have known the vixen that was buried within her. I hoped that Kate would still want to let that side of her free, provided she was still talking to me after she found out who I really was.

  I stood up from my desk in a rush, frustrated, my chair hitting the cabinet behind me. I was pacing the floor when Kate popped her head into the doorway from her office.

  “Is everything all right, Ben?”

  I nodded. “Yup, everything is good.”

  She watched me a moment before returning to whatever I had disturbed. I was definitely not fine. I grabbed my phone and texted Liam, needing some reassurance or just an ear. Fuck, I didn’t know what I needed, as long as I got the hell out of here.

  Half an hour later, I was sitting in the booth of a little diner. Liam sat across from me, making eyes at the waitress and ordering almost everything on the menu. I frowned at the menu; coffee even seemed like a stretch to me, but I ordered it anyway.

  As the waitress walked away, Liam dove right in, without even taking his eyes off the girl’s ass. “So what has you looking like you haven’t slept in a month?”

  “I slept with her.”

  Liam’s eyes sparked in immediate interest. “Who did you sleep with?”

  “Kate.”

  His eyes turned to a look of boredom. “Tell me something I don’t know, Ben. You have been sleeping with her at the club for ages now.”

  I shook my head. “No, no, I mean I slept with her, not my masked self.”

  “What? When the hell did that happen?”

  “A few days ago.”

  Liam raised up his hand to stop me. “Wait a sec. Are you telling me you finally slept with her as Ben, her boss? And you didn’t tell me? What the hell is wrong with you, dude? So, do you now want to tell me why it is that you look like shit when you should be on top of the world?”

  I hung my head. “I am meeting with Kate tonight to reveal that I am ‘Sir’.”

  “Why on earth would you want to do that? Buddy, come on, you know that is just going to lead to disaster.”

  I nodded. “I was really hoping for some encouragement that the wonderful thing I have finally worked with Kate won’t be over after tonight.”

  Liam didn’t respond, just looked at me uncomfortably.

  “Do you think it’s really going to be that bad?” He nodded at me. “Well, what the hell am I supposed to do? I’m falling for her, Liam, and she deserves to know the truth, no matter what, even if it kills me in the process. Besides, I want to continue to share in those interests with her.”

  “So she isn’t just fling, is she?”

  I shook my head, my heart practically exploding from my chest. “I need her in my life. I don’t know why or how she did it, but she has completely knocked me on my ass and changed everything I had decided on after Roxanne.”

  Liam leaned back in his chair, exhaling a large breath of air. “Wow. Well, all I can say is that I hope things work out for you. I really do. It would be nice to see it work out for someone. Might give me hope that my one is out there, too.”

  The rest of lunch was quiet, each of us in personal contemplation. All the while, Liam shoveled food into his mouth as I nauseously w
atched on.

  When I returned to the office, Kate had made some progress on our presentation. “I hope you don’t mind that I added a little bit here and there, Ben.” She wrung her fingers nervously as I looked at the work. Impressive.

  “Not at all. Looks like you beefed it up in a few places. I appreciate you taking the initiative so I didn’t have to do it myself.” I leaned up against the corner of my desk, pulling Kate to stand between my legs. Maybe… “Want to go for dinner tonight?” I knew exactly what she had planned, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask, right? A last ditch attempt to skip the whole evening, which showcased just how pathetic I really was.

  Kate’s eyes shifted to her feet. “I, uh, I can’t tonight, Ben. I’m sorry.”

  I pulled her even closer, leaning in for a soft sweep of my lips against hers. She sighed against my mouth, driving me to deepen our connection. Far too soon, I leaned slightly back from her and gazed into her twinkling eyes.

  “Ben, your door is open. Maybe we shouldn’t do that.”

  I shook my head. “I wanted to you know just how amazing I think you are, and just how important you are to me. And frankly, I don’t give a fuck if anyone were to see it.” Kate studied me for a moment, and I sighed. “I’m sorry if I got carried away.”

  She immediately buried herself tightly against my body. “I had a strange feeling just come over me, Ben. I’m sorry if I am acting off. I just have a lot on my mind. However, after tonight, I hope everything will be back to normal, whatever that is. But… you seem unsettled, too. Are you all right?”