Going For A Business Trip

SKYLAR POV

It had been three days since I had been in the office, Mr Jenkin hadn't said anything about what had happened.

Neither had I, but that night I dreamed about him.

His wet mouth was on my nipple, tracing circles as he gently bit the hardest part, but I couldn't think about that.

I tried not to think about what I had seen, because every time I did, it sent shivers down my body.

It hadn't been hard to forget about it either.

He had been away for two days, and I was alone in my office.

I'd become good friends with Laura, the receptionist.

She was another fan of Mr. Jenkin's, and of course, the man was so damn handsome it hurt to look at him.

I looked at my watch when the elevator doors opened, Mr. Jenkin appeared through it and headed straight to his office.

Good Morning Sir...

Miss Stallion, please come to my office when you are done eating, then close the door.

Laura looked at me from the couch where she was sharing her lunch break with me.

I quickly ate what was left in the Tupperware and then sat up, I didn't want to keep him waiting.

I approached the door and knocked.

He motioned for me to come in, he was sitting in his chair.

Just like in Nora's office, glass windows lined the walls.

I sat in the chair in front of the desk.

"Did you want to see me, Mr. Jenkin?" I asked in the most innocent voice that I could.

I still felt his mouth on my body after that dream, and now that I'd seen him, everything had intensified.

"I'm leaving again tomorrow," he said as he looked over the reports on the table.

"I see you've done the reports."

"Yes, there's everything you asked for," I told him, and he stood up with a smile on his face.

He circled me silently, I felt his breath on my ear, and then he said something that stunned me.

"I love it when you do everything I tell you," he whispered.

And I felt his hand on my hair, tucking it behind my ear.

"You're a good girl," he whispered, his hand caressing my bare arm.

I tensed up at once, I closed my eyes and opened them again to make sure this wasn't happening.

My pussy began to throb painfully.

"I wonder if you're like this in every way." He moved his hand away, and with that, he moved away from me to sit back down in the chair.

"I'm glad you're happy with my work," I said more firmly than I thought.

I'd recovered quickly, God.

"You're coming with me on a trip," he said, looking at me with a smile.

"I need someone like you for a meeting." My breath caught in my throat.

"Go on a trip with you?"

"I'll pay you well," I nodded.

"Okay," I replied, and his smile widened.

"Give me your address and I'll pick you up at six in the morning," he said, handing me a piece of paper.

I wrote it down, and he smiled. "Good work, Mr Stallion.

You can go now" he said, and I left the office.

My pussy still ached from what had happened in there; God, It happened?

I remembered Mr Nora's words when she told me it was a position few people had ever held.

Now I understood everything, that man was so fucking sexy, anyone would fall for him.

Laura had already left; I remembered what Mr Jenkin had told me: I could go, but I wanted to finish a few things before leaving.

I stayed there for a few more hours until he knocked on the door or at least I assumed it was him.

Who else could it be?

"Didn't I tell you to leave?" he asked, looking at my computer and my fingers typing on it.

I wanted to finish all the work before I left, you know, because of the trip—I told him and he nodded.

"You should rest," he said and closed the door.

"This weekend is going to be tough."

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Sam was jumping all over the kitchen, I just told her what had happened in the office today, and she couldn't stop screaming.

God Sky, your boss is crazy about you, she said while looking at my hands.

Where are you going? She asked me.

"I need more clothes, especially if we're going to have meetings this weekend," I told her, and she smiled.

"I'm sure you won't need any clothes," she said, raising her eyebrows.

I threw my handkerchief at her.

"Are you going with me?" I asked her and she nodded.

We have to stop by Victoria's Secret

After shopping, Sam and I went to our favorite Italian restaurant for dinner.

It wasn't far from home and wasn't too expensive, so it was a great option when we wanted to eat out.

"Maybe Trevor will come to my house this weekend," Sam said as he brought a slice of her favorite pizza to her mouth.

"Trevor again?"

Trevor had been her college sweetheart.

They'd broken up a few years before, but they still slept together or hung out for a few nights.

In short, they couldn't be without each other.

"Not all of us have a hot boss," she said, and I punched her in the arm.

Stop saying that; I'm going to get into trouble for it, I'm sure his intention wasn't to flirt with me.

Of course... She said laughing.

In case you had another intention, I left you several outfits in the bag.

The black one is amazing, put it on.

You......... you are...

"Cool, I know," she said, laughing.

I looked at my friend, and how crazy she could sometimes be; Sam had been through a rough time with Trevor and his dad.

He'd gotten sick around the time of their breakup; sometimes, I forgot how strong my friend could be despite everything she went through every day.

"I'll tell you everything," I told her, and she clapped; I knew she was eager to know how everything would unfold, and honestly, I was too.

I got up early and got ready, I'd packed my suitcase the night before, with the outfits and underwear we'd bought the day before.

Mr Jenkin called to tell me we were going to a charity event and to bring a formal suit.

So I packed it, trying not to wrinkle it.

It was my prom suit; I didn't have another one, and I didn't have enough money in the bank to buy one now.

I just hoped my paycheck would arrive quickly because all this shopping was leaving my savings account bare.

I got a text at 6 o'clock telling me he was already downstairs.

When I arrived at the entrance of the building, Mr Jenkin was leaning against a two-door sports car.