Suzy moaned as she rode her boss’s rigid manhood with pleasure.
His labored breathing behind her ear was pure music to her ears. His deep voice alone could make her come and she loved everything about him. She would do anything for their relationship to be more than what it was.
When he was employing her as secretary, he had told her straight away that what he wanted was one who would also attend to him sexually whenever he desired and she had accepted. For that, her pay was high.
He had also warned that she could see someone else only after she had told him and he would let her go but that while their mutual agreement was on, sharing was out of the question.
She understood their agreement but given how hot she knew she was, she wondered why he wasn’t making their relationship more than what it was. As far as she was concerned, she was twenty-eight and not getting any younger.
Suzy yelped as she felt the strength of his palm smack her butt, making her realize she was losing focus.
“Where’s your mind Suzy? Get up.” he commanded, his voice gruff with his arousal.
Before she could move a muscle, he was already rising with her from the chair, bending her over the table and kneeing her legs farther apart.
She cried out as he took her with one hard thrust and another and another, grunting into her ear with his own pleasure, driving her completely wild with lust. She could feel her climax approaching and when he thumbed her clit, she came apart in ecstasy, climaxing. His grip on her waist tightened and feeling him tense he climaxed seconds later. They caught their breaths and he withdrew, rolled off the condom and thrashed it before zipping up his pants.
“That was intense.” she said, giggling and he smacked her bum again.
“Get yourself cleaned up. You’re leaving.”
“I wanted to pass the night.” she whined.
“I’m sorry, is that a part of our arrangement?”
“No but...” she began to protest and he startled her by swinging her around to face him.
“No buts. Stick to the arrangement. That includes not making any attempt at calling me by my name again. I am your boss. That we have sex shouldn’t make you forget that. I don’t like complications, do you understand me?”
“Good. See you tomorrow. Don’t be late.”
Suzy quickly gathered her dress that had been flung on a nearby chair, wore it, gathered her handbag, slid into her shoes and showed herself out of his bedroom as his phone rang.
Lemuel reached for his phone on the table, surprised it was from the administrator of the high school he was attending for the certificate that would enable him get into business school. Why would the school be calling him at an unofficial hour? It was 8:30 pm. He hoped that all was well.
“Hi, good evening, this is the administrator of Future High...”
“I know who you are.”
“Fine, Mr. Lemuel. I am very sorry to bother you at this time but I wouldn’t be calling if it wasn’t important”
“I am directed to inform you that an urgent matter has come up and the director needs to see you tomorrow by 10:00 am sharp”
“Is there a problem?”
“I myself I’m not sure but the director did say the matter must be resolved before your certification can be finalized. As you already know, your set graduates in a month.”
“I am aware of that.” Lemuel snapped. “And I also don’t like to feel threatened.”
“That was not my intention at all. I’m just a messenger sir.”
“Message received. Is there anything else?”
“Thank you Mr. Admin.”
Lemuel ended the call, wondering what in the world could be the matter. He also thought well, it had better be damn serious.
Inara had barely slept at night due to her fears about the next day. She was about to pin a fake pregnancy on Mr. High and Mighty, the model with hazel eyes, a guy who barely knew her. It was scary and she had no choice but to go through with it.By morning, she was quickly dressed in a pair of black jeans and black T-shirt. Then she pulled her hair back in a ponytail and slipped her legs into a pair of black sneakers.The colors of her outfit reflected her state of mind, which was beyond melancholy. Hence, physically, she was prepared for the day but inside, she was lost and wished that she could run away. Her sister had come to see her, advised her to be strong and left for the gym.She had also heard her parents arguing afterwards with her mom saying that they didn’t need to force their daughter into a man’s home if the girl was unwilling to go. Her father was of the opinion that if that daughter was willing to sleep
At Future High, Lemuel knocked on the door of the Director’s office and let himself inside. There, he couldn’t quite figure out what he thought of the scene before him.The director, a somber faced man in his sixties, peeked at him from a pair of thick medicated glasses.A single seat was arranged at the left hand side of his table, while the right hand side was occupied by a couple and the plump girl from his class. What was she even doing here? he thought.There was a resemblance between the girl and the woman, so he figured that they could be a family. The woman was on the slim side though.Lemuel realized that he recognized the man as a Reverend who preached on Television. He generally didn’t like preachers because he had discovered that many of them twisted the scriptures to put money in their pockets. This one though had earned his respect when he heard whispers of how he lived an average lifestyle and spent most of his church funds on charity and missionary work.He also noticed
After the confrontation with Lemuel, Inara remained quiet and distant with a forced smile here and there as her family became cordial again. They were gradually accepting the state of affairs concerning her.Her father and Lemuel had exchanged phone numbers and he had told her that Lemuel said the wedding could take place in seven days and that he would formally have her engaged in two days. The information frightened Inara.Amara was excited but Inara didn’t share in her excitement for obvious reasons.***
In the evening, when Lemuel’s SUV pulled up at Inara’s place, she watched from her bedroom window, petrified.She was already dressed and pulled herself away from the window as her father entered to see her in her room the second time since she had gotten prepared for the evening.The first time was he informing her that they would be meeting Lemuel’s family a day after the engagement. It was an information she had received with trepidation, overwhelmed by how fast things were going, based on a single lie. When she stepped out of the car, he shut the door and took her hand in his, leading her towards the cozy lit entrance of the restaurant.“Mr. Lemuel, Madam.” the Spanish attendant greeted them, handing a ticket to him, “Your reservation according to your expectations senor.”“Thank you Hugos.”“Anytime.”When they stepped inside the restaurant, she admired the ornate surroundings; elegant décor and sparkling chandeliers. The people inside looked affluent. A quiet, live piano music filled the room from one corner where a female musician was skillfully manipulating the keys. The guests were few and he led her to the table for two in the middle of the room. “You’re having lean tuna steak and vegetable salad without cream.” He said as they sat down. Inara wasn’t sure he was serious about what he had just said.“What?”“Just remember to recite it when the waiter gets here.” He said, studying one of the menu on the table.The waiter drew forward to attend to them.Inara stared at the secon
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When she stepped out of the car, he shut the door and took her hand in his, leading her towards the cozy lit entrance of the restaurant.“Mr. Lemuel, Madam.” the Spanish attendant greeted them, handing a ticket to him, “Your reservation according to your expectations senor.”“Thank you Hugos.”“Anytime.”When they stepped inside the restaurant, she admired the ornate surroundings; elegant décor and sparkling chandeliers. The people inside looked affluent. A quiet, live piano music filled the room from one corner where a female musician was skillfully manipulating the keys. The guests were few and he led her to the table for two in the middle of the room. “You’re having lean tuna steak and vegetable salad without cream.” He said as they sat down. Inara wasn’t sure he was serious about what he had just said.“What?”“Just remember to recite it when the waiter gets here.” He said, studying one of the menu on the table.The waiter drew forward to attend to them.Inara stared at the secon
Inara slowly raised the glass to her lips and took a sip, praying that it wouldn’t be bitter because she had a sweet tooth.She didn’t like any drink that wasn’t sweet. Which was why when Zee would take all those bitter alcoholic drinks, she always went for any vodka or alcoholic drink that was at least sweet like Smirnoff Ice or Gordon’s Spark. She didn’t like red wine either. The ones that she had tasted were still not sweet. She would pick ice cream over it any day.Surprisingly, as she let the tiny quantity of wine she had sipped, flow over her taste buds, she found that the drink wasn’t bitter as she had suspected. Thankfully, she took another sip, before placing the glass on the table. Lemuel had his gaze on her the whole time, keeping her in a constant state of nerves.“Was that bad?” he asked.“No.” she answered, shaking her head.“Tell me why.”She lowered her g
There were five pictures inside the envelope. The first featured him on his knees, presenting the engagement ring to her.On the second picture, he had slipped the ring onto her finger. The third showed him kissing her engaged hand. The fourth was when he had her locked in his arms, his lips to her ear, whispering those dark words that had almost paralyzed her. And the last was when they waved at the people in the restaurant.The moment she had returned home, Inara had watched her family pass the pictures between them. They were pleased and happy about the feedback the photos presented.“I certainly approve.” Amara said. “He’s a gentleman and seems very confident.”You have no idea,Inara thought and returned Amara’s smile with a forced one of hers.“I am happy for you, baby sis.” Amara said excitedly, hugging her.“Thanks love.” Inara said, returning her hug.
Inara and her choir colleagues rose to the applause of the congregation, ready to present their piece for the evening Church Service.She loved the choir because it was where she could momentarily forget problems and just participate in being part of the music.Today was a free day before Lemuel’s family would meet hers the next day and nervous as she was about that, she had decided to forget about her present problems.She adjusted her robe, straightening it presentably and stepping up to the microphone as the keyboardist began playing the keys to the hymnI’ll Stand By Until The Morning (Fierce and Wild The Storm is Raging). When he cued her in, she sang;Fierce and wild the storm is ragingRound a helpless bark,On to doom ’tis swiftly driving,O’er the waters dark!The rest of the choir joined her at the chorus:Joy, behold the Savior,Joy, the message