Adam Wilson

I am having a very difficult time at work today so far and I think it's going to get worse. I can't get Sophia out of my mind. Whatever mild feelings I had for her before has intensified.

It's like she has infected me like a virus. The only cure is to get her into my bed as soon as possible, maybe that would get rid of the incessant desire for her that I've just acquired.

The one thing preventing me was the fact that she works for me. I have never mixed business with pleasure but all of a sudden she's become so hard to resist.

My intercom buzzed and I answered. It was my secretary.

"Sir, everyone is set for the conference. The board of Holt Industries arrived 10 minutes ago."

"Thank you Alice, I'll be there shortly." It was already 2:10pm, I was late.

I gathered some files and looked through the window adjoining mine and Sophia's offices. Her blinds were closed.

I needed her at this meeting so I made my way to her office to remind her to be there.

Her door was slightly open but just before I entered, I heard her voice.

"Oh my god! No no no!" She said.

She didn't sound okay and I was curious as to what was happening to her in there.

I knew I shouldn't have but I peered through the slightly open door. 

I froze instantly at what I saw!

The tight little shirt that I had dreamt about ripping off Sophia's body earlier was now actually off! Her purple lacy bra was on full display!

What the fuck is she doing?

She held her shirt in her hands and I think she was wiping something off of it. I watched her for a few moments until I couldn't cope anymore.

I took to my heels. 

I forcefully brushed the indecent image of Sophia that I'd just seen out of my head and walked into the conference room. I greeted my affiliates and started the meeting immediately, refusing to allow what happened to affect me.

I had managed to do just that for about 5 minutes. But when I saw Sophia walk into the room in nothing but a blazer, I lost my cool again.

Why would she come into a meeting dressed like that? 

I tried my absolute best to concentrate but it was no use. The only thing on my mind was the fact that she wasn't wearing anything apart from a purple bra beneath that dangerously low cut blazer.

At one point, I asked for whoever was in possession of our business profile to hand them out. Sophia began handing them out, bending over the table and sashaying between each client. I could see some of them had their eyes on her, trying to look beneath the blazer and it made me furious.

I couldn't handle Sophia being in the conference room anymore dressed like that so when she returned back to her seat next to me, I spoke to her privately.

"Thank you Sophia but you've done enough for today. You should go back to your office and finish the rest of your work." I whispered to her, ensuring no one else heard our conversation.

"But-" She tried to object.

"Leave."

"Okay." She handed the rest of the profiles to me.

"Wait for me in my office before you leave." I said to her. I needed to have a word with her about her outfit.

"Alright sir."

After she left, I performed better and the meeting. My concentration was back on and I was more efficient.

The meeting was regarding a joint venture with Holt, an aviation company. We analysed our internal and external policies, procedures and operations of both of our companies to see if we would be compatible if we ventured together. Our budgets, safety, morale and workplace manners were also examined.

The meeting went on for another 3 hours and finally concluded around 5pm. The new clients agreed to invest into our company and our partnership proposal was also accepted.

This was set to be a major turnaround for our business. I was sure that new opportunities will be unlocked after this and the value of our stocks in the market will definitely increase.

After networking with the new clients over some wine and meal platters, I returned back to my office. The moment I walked in... I heard a faint cracking noise. I looked to my left to find the temptress waiting for me.

"Mr Wilson, did the meeting go well?" She asked, oblivious to all the damage she'd done to me today.

"Yes. It did." I replied. 

"You said to see you before I left, and it's now past time. I was just waiting for you to get back." She said nervously.

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt." I got straight to the point, asking her the question seriously. I had an inkling as to the answer but I wanted to hear her side of the story.

"Sir?"

"The shirt you wore this morning. What happened to it?"

"It got ruined really badly at lunch today. It wasn't my fault it was Phoebe who..."

"Be more careful next time. And please don't show up to any meeting or anywhere in the office dressed in just a blazer. From now on, I need you to have at least three spare shirts in your office."

I couldn't let this happen again.

"Yes, sir." She looked down. She still seemed a little nervous.

Only then did I look to the floor on my left and notice a tiny broken vase behind her.

So that's why I heard a crack.

"Mr Wilson I am so sorry, I'll pay for the damages from my salary. I didn't mean to, I was just looking at it when it mistakenly fell from my hands. I was frightened when you came in and it slipped. Please, I'm so sorry."

She looked so cute when she begged. I could imagine what she would look like, begging me as I teased her with my fing... Wait what?

I shook my head rigorously and erased the dirty thought that had creeped into my mind.

"Miss Parker." I came closer and she took a step back.

Was she afraid of me?

"Sir?"

Her eyes were glistening, it looked like she was about to cry which was strange. I wasn't remotely upset about the vase, I didn't care enough to scold her about it. But she'd made a handful of errors recently which was slightly concerning.

"Listen, it's okay. I'm not going to charge you for this. It's only a vase. The only thing you need to do is be more careful. You seem to be making mistakes lately, which is very unlike you. Is there anything going on outside of work that I should know about?"

She shook her head in a child-like manner. That was a subtle reminder of the fact that she significantly younger than me and I shouldn't really be thinking about her in that way.

Although though her body screamed otherwise. 

"You can leave now Miss Parker. I will see you tomorrow." I stepped aside, letting her go.

"Thank you sir. See you tomorrow." She said and walked out.

Once she left my office I tried to work late. But unfortunately, I couldn't get anything done without thinking about what I had seen earlier in the her office today.

The image of her beautiful body consumed my thoughts and I found myself wondering what it would feel like to have it perched up against mine. I'm sure she would feel soft and smooth.

Before I knew it, it was 7:30pm. I hadn't done a single work, and I was left with a serious hard on.

Reluctantly, I picked up my phone and called the one person I knew who would be willing to get rid of it for me.

"Adam, I knew you'd call. You can't get enough of me."

"Charlene, can you come over tonight?"

"Of course baby, I'll be there in two."

I ended the call and shook my head.

That woman was so cheap.

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