It's just sex

“Yes, I understand your frustration, sir, but Mr. Young is currently unavailable. I can take a message for you and have him call you back as soon as he’s able.” I rolled my eyes for the millionth time today. Every single person who called acted as if they were supposed to be transferred directly to Mr. Pompous-Sexy-Asshole without question. He was a busy man and hardly took anyone’s calls. This man on the phone currently, was no exception and he wasn’t understanding that.

He mumbled a few awful insults at me and finally hung up, which was totally fine with me. I was sick of listening to his bitching anyway.

I quickly typed the awful man’s message into the program designed to be sent to Mr. Young when I saw a strikingly beautiful woman pass by my desk and head straight for Mr. Pompous-Sexy-Asshole’s door.

“Um, excuse me, ma’am!” You can’t just walk in there!” I quickly stood up and tried to reach her before she barged into his office. I didn’t want to be yelled at by the man on my second day and found that I was quickly walking on eggshells around him. He had made it very clear that he didn’t like to be disturbed.

 She turned and smiled at me as her hand froze on the door handle. “It’s all right, darling, I’m his girlfriend Isadora.” Her eyes scanned up and down my body, much the same way he had the day before. “You must be Millie.” The corners of her lips turned up before she winked at me.

I swallowed hard as my nerves took over. Why the hell was she looking at me like that?

“Y-yes, I’m Millie,” I finally stuttered out an answer. The woman seriously made me nervous but in an almost sexy, uncomfortable way. I had always found women to be beautiful, but this woman made me feel attracted to her on a sexual level. Had my ex turned me into a lesbian? Was that how this worked? I internally laughed at myself. Millie, pull it together! I took a deep breath and asked her, “Is Mr. Young expecting you?”

Her eyebrow raised as she laughed. “Weston doesn’t know I’m back in town so this is a bit of a surprise for him. So, if you don’t mind...” She ignored my glare and pushed into his office before I could stop her.

I looked past her and saw Mr. Pompous-Sexy-Asshole on the phone, yelling at someone, but when he looked up his expression changed from angry to delighted. A huge grin stretched across his sinfully gorgeous face as he looked up at Isadora entering his office. She had legs for days and her body was definitely model material. She was absolutely stunning.

“Isadora,” he rasped, “I’ll call you back, sir.” He hung up the phone and stood to round the desk before he wrapped his arms around the blonde bombshell. I was staring with my mouth open slightly, wishing it were me in his arms right now and not her. Then his mouth was on hers and they were basically eating each other’s faces.

A blush crept up into my face as I watched them. The kiss was extremely sexy and I had a hard time pulling my eyes away from it.

“Can I help you with something, Millie?”

My head shook as I glared into Mr. Pompous-Sexy-Asshole’s eyes. “I- um, I didn’t know if it was all right to let her in or not...” My nerves made my knees shake and I was seconds away from collapsing right there in the middle of his office.

“She can come in whenever she wants.” He looked over at Isadora with a grin before he looked back at me. “This is my girlfriend, Isadora. Remember her face.”

I nodded vigorously as I tried to get my nerves under control. I was normally a very confident woman, but this man took that all away from me with a single glare.

“That’s all, Millie.” His tone was hard and and his glare was sharp.

I’ll take that as a hint to get the hell out. So, I did just that, but when I left his office, I left the door open and nearly ran to my desk.

As I sat down, I looked up and right into his eyes and then into Isadora’s. They were both looking at me seductively, whispering back and forth. Isadora had a smile on her face as she nodded. What the hell are they talking about in there?

I tried to busy myself with work as I pulled my gaze from theirs, but I could still feel their eyes on me. My heart pounded and I had no idea what to do. Should I walk away? Should I keep trying to ignore them? I looked back in their direction and Isadora was still looking at me while Mr. Young spoke into her ear. They seriously needed to stop staring at me, though. It was getting weird now.

Isadora stepped away from him then and began walking straight toward me. Oh, shit! Please don’t come talk to me! Please keep walking...

She gave me a wink as she passed my desk and kept walking toward the elevators and out of sight. I blew out a relieved breath. That was extremely strange but I busied myself with more typing as I tried to keep my eyes from looking back into his office.

“Millie.”

I whipped my head up to find Mr. Young standing at the front of my desk, staring down at me.

“We need to leave for my meeting. Do you have everything you need?” His gaze was hard compared to the expression he held just moments ago while Isadora was in his office.

I nodded. “Yes, sir.” I grabbed everything I needed and followed him toward the elevators.

There was a car waiting for us at the curb as he held the door open for me. He slid in next to me, sitting a bit closer than I had expected him to as goosebumps spurred from where he touched me and spread like wildfire. I was so distracted by his close proximity that I hadn’t realized we were moving already.

I crossed one leg over the other to curb the appetite growing in my core. It had been entirely too long since I’d felt this kind of fire between me and another man and when I looked over at him, my mouth dropped. His eyes traveled to my legs as his brow lifted and his teeth drug over his bottom lip. Holy hell. I have to be dreaming.

“I have a proposition for you if you’re interested...” his voice was low and sultry, causing a whole new wave of goosebumps to spread over my body. Damn, even his voice did things to me!

“What kind of proposition?” I asked softly as my breaths began to pick up.

He adjusted so that he faced me; his arm up on the back of the seat while his other rested on his knee. His eyes raked over my body then and I froze under his gaze.

I had a feeling about what he’s about to ask me and those thoughts snapped me out of it. “Listen, I’m no home-wrecker and I’m not interested in being anyone’s mistress while the girlfriend is off doing whatever it is that she does.”

As much as I wanted him, I didn’t want him bad enough to let him cheat on his girlfriend.

He chuckled at my words. “What if you were a mistress for both of us?” He cocked an eyebrow and waited for my reply, but how could I possibly reply to a question like that? I’m not entirely sure what he’s even asking me.

“Mistress for both of you? I’m not...”

He cut me off. “We enjoy adding a third woman in our bed from time to time,” he paused as he looked me up and down seductively, “and from what I saw you looking at yesterday, you’re the type of woman we enjoy sharing.”

I gulped as his words finally made sense. He was asking me to join him and his girlfriend for a threesome. Was I interested in something like that? I hadn’t been in a threesome since college, but I do remember enjoying it. After a year of the most boring sex in history, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to indulge in a little fun, right? After all, I had planned on getting back out there, right? This might be perfect. I was in no mood or mindset to get into another relationship and I just wanted a little freaky-time. These two were already in a relationship together, so I could get out when I was ready.

“This is just sex? I can back out when I want to?” I had to ask the obvious questions before I agreed to anything.

The corner of his mouth lifted into the sexiest smirk I had ever seen as he nodded. “This is definitely just sex.” He reached over and lightly slid his finger over my bare knee as a shock wave went directly between my legs. “And you can leave whenever you feel like it.”

He didn’t continue to ask if I was in, but I could see it on his face that he was wondering what my answer would be. I quickly mauled it over and thought, why the hell not?

“All right. I’m in.”

His grin spread wider as a brazen look ignited his gaze. “Perfect. We’ll start tonight and we’ll go over limits then.”

Limits? What the hell does he mean by limits? Before I could ask him what he meant, the car had stopped and the driver had opened the door for us. We were at his meeting and there wouldn’t be more time for any more questions. Now I have to take notes while he spoke, but all I could think about was his proposition and what tonight would hold.

A rush of arousal spread across my entire body as my nipples perked tight and rubbed against my bra. The anticipation was all consuming.