Wrong Number

"Shit!" I gasped, taking a deep breathe of shock as Chad stood there indifferently, not taking a step. His eyes moved between Tom and I every second, it seemed he was waiting for an explanation.

Tom's penis seemed to have gone in deep shock as well as a smaller version of his previously erected cock now stood, dangling between his thighs.

I pulled my skirt down in hurry and scanned the office for my shirt, my hands trembling by my side.

Tom pulled his boxers up like lightening after thunder and struggled to keep his pants on his waist as they kept falling without his belt to hold them in place.

All the while, I'd hoped Chad would turn to look away or leave the room in anger. I had no idea what it was, the shock from my action or curiosity, but he stood still staring at us both.

I found my shirt and picked it up. Not remembering how a shirt was worn anymore, I struggled to put it back on, failing to do so and just leaving it tucked in my arms.

"What is going on here?" Chad spoke for the first time, assuming we had gotten ourselves balanced.

He moved away from the door and walked to stand beside me. He moved his hand a bit, the action caused me to flinch and guide my face with my hands, waiting for his hand to hit me. When nothing happened, I put down my hands and turned to look at his face. He had on a look of shock, surprised by my act of guidance.

Chad amused me by intertwining his fingers in mine rather than hitting me and gently squeezing my hands in his. I could not help but widen my eyes at the act.

Turning to Tom, a deep frown etched his features. "You. How dare you come in here and try taking advantage of my secretary?"

Tom asked the same time

done and I promise you are going to regret it." Chad threatened. All my years of working with Chad, I had encountered different kinds of anger but never one like now.

open my mouth to defend Tom and tell Chad the truth but I was taken aback by the fact that he was defending me, and that

of here, now." Chad ordered Tom in the same boss manner he constantly used on me. Tom tried to speak

it's not-" He began,

began to race faster in its cage as fear took its firm grip on me. There was no way in the world this was the same Chad that found me flawed.

mouth to say but Chad cut me off just like

my hand and turned to face me, his hands holding my arms in place while his eyes ran all over my body, pausing for more than ten seconds on my boobs. My cheeks grew red in embarrassment from the action.

do this? Did he hurt you?" He asked all at once. I could no longer keep his gaze and so I stared at my feet like

still standing in the office. He

do you really want to taste my fist?" He frowned, raising a hand in

with a frown, "won't you leave now?" I was boiling at the moment.

opening his mouth to

I interrupted him with a harsh slap across his

looked between Chad and I on repeat, glaring devilish at us

of my office

was only Chad and I left in the office. The air around seemed to have grown choking

a lot calmer now that Tom was gone. "I heard noises coming from in here and I could only wonder what more a secretary would want. Fester would be so disappointed..." He ranted