Virgin for Sale

Emily looks frazzled. She is usually calm and happy to discuss.

“Look, the boss wants what he wants. He needs an assistant, and he’s asked for you. You’ve been highly recommended with the work you’ve done here already. It won’t be hard. You’ll need to fetch him coffee, write up reports, take notes. He’ll talk you through everything you need to know. Just stop panicking and stop thinking.” Emily winks at me.

This isn’t helping to calm my already frayed nerves.

Sleep hadn’t been kind to me last night. I’d tossed and turned until all hours. Then Kerry had a bad dream again, and it fills me with so much anger it always keeps me up. I’ve not got any barriers up right now. I need to be able to control myself to deal with the boss.

The man I’d slept with.

The man I haven’t been able to stop thinking about when I’ve got two minutes to myself.

Taking the paperwork that Chase Dunce needs, I’ve got no other excuses and even hinting at a sick day wouldn’t do. She’d start asking questions.

The last thing I need is for someone to think I’m sleeping with the boss.

I have slept with the boss.

This is a nightmare.

A complete and total nightmare.

Leaving Emily’s office, I head to the elevator. Remembering what happened yesterday, I immediately veer off and go to the stairs. At least twelve flights, but that’s okay. Exhaustion at the end of the shift would be a welcome reprieve.

Making my way up each step, I hold onto the railing and count as I go.

four

turn a corner, take another couple

four, five, six,

his cock so deep that it tore through

much more. Feeling him in my mouth, his hands all over my body, making me ache

floor, only I’m not out of breath. I am highly aroused. My nipples are tight, pressing against the

and knee-length black skirt. They were the cheapest clothes I could afford at the time. The money I had to spare

she actually smiled at me. It was a real smile

what’s

sold myself for

to me, but I see Chase. He’s waiting. He leans against the

I’m not late.

I’m never late.

I stop

you these.” I hold out the files, and

take it you’ve been given an

I’m to report

“Good.”

do you want

him doing that a lot when we were together. The smile that

it’s been since he’d last touched me,

much time has

been