MasukWilliam, who had done his best to give Simone a good massage, using the soft vanilla-scented lotion, was absolutely over the moon.He had only offered to give her a massage out of pure caring instinct… And yet, that soon developed into something else. She even gave him a kiss for the first time. He was usually the one initiating contact, but this came as such a pleasant surprise.Over the past few months they spent working together, his sweet Simone had outdone herself splendidly. And although their hours left much to be desired, she never objected, save for a sigh here and narrowed eyes there.And that was the reason why he was at her place this evening. He believed she deserved a break.“We’re going on a business trip next Friday. The flight is at 7 pm,” he declared once she put an end to their sensual kiss.He needed to keep himself busy so he wouldn’t ravage her right there right then, and thus he blurted out the offer for which he had come.“Huh?” Her eyebrows shot up in her hair
When Simone left work that evening, at almost 8 pm, she was positively exhausted. Not only did the meeting run late, but it was also packed with people, whom she felt were looking at her more than usual. And that only served to make her uncomfortable, even though she would rather drink acid than show it.She remembered as someone from the marketing department looked at her, with eyes full of something akin to disdain, but also of questions, before he let out scornfully, “That’s quite the expensive shirt you’re wearing.”Simone was rather startled, and had to think fast of a response.“It was a gift,” she offered the older man a smile. “I wouldn’t know.”The man didn’t dare comment further, especially as William, who had had to step out for an urgent phone call, returned. The meeting resumed, and Simone had to be as helpful as possible, take notes of things which she figured were important… All in all, even though she didn’t have to participate, she wasn't meant to be just a pretty fig
“Will, how about you lend me a shirt and a belt?” Simone went in search of him, after checking the outfits she had in the guest room, and none of which seemed fitting for a business setting.“The closet is all yours,” he said, even as he scrolled through the emails on his phone.“Oh hell no!” She cried out.His gaze focused on her at once, and she could see how puzzled he was. What was there to be confused about? She thought it was plenty clear what her objection was about.“What’s wrong?” He raised an eyebrow at her.“What do you mean the closet is all yours? What if I put on your favorite shirt, only to ruin it later on?” Her hand came to rest above her hip in a demanding manner as she said so.“It’s just a shirt. I can buy more,” he deadpanned, shaking his head at her, as if in disbelief, before he focused on his phone again.“Whatever happens to your shirt, I hope you won’t make me pay for it later on,” she grumbled on her way to his room. “You’ve been warned, Will,” she went on i
William woke up the following day to the smell of bacon, and he briefly contemplated for a moment there how lucky he was. Simone had said yes. The mere memories were enough to bring a smile to his face.Although she spent the night, she put her foot down and slept in the guest room as per usual. Admittedly, when he first bought his place, he hadn’t opted for something smaller, because he wanted to have her over for their anime marathons – which was but an excuse to spend time with her. Besides, she told him she wasn’t quite ready for them to be physical, and admitted that she didn’t trust herself not to act out on her desires if she were to sleep in the same bed as him.Seeing as he knew she was his walking, breathing temptation, he hadn’t argued. He was far too content with her decision to explore what they had to want to spoil the evening for so little.William first hit the shower, got dressed in haste, eager to see her, and then finally went to the kitchen.Simone was still busy a
It had been ages since the last time Simone went to William’s place.The atmosphere between them was charged with sexual tension, and the air was heavy with the questions neither one of them was willing to ask right then.Soon, William was busy at the stove, making what he knew best, pasta. Tagliatelles were Simone’s favorite, but the busier he got, the more she was becoming hungry for something other than pasta. Her carnal desires had her in a choke hold, and she almost found it difficult to breathe properly.“I shouldn’t have allowed Alicia so many liberties,” he told her after a moment, as if he thought that Simone’s silence was because of her sour mood. “I know it’s childish, but your small subtle reactions are so endearing, and I just couldn’t help myself from wanting to see more.”Simone could only giggle at that, as she fought back th
Simone had been absolutely right. The evening was an awfully long one.With Alicia Cooper, a trust fund baby par excellence, making eyes and passes at William, Simone barely made it through the business negotiations sane. She had to bite the inside of her cheek a few times, so as to keep the enraged shout caged in her lungs.Alicia Cooper, a beautiful redhead, shamelessly parading in an evening gown, which wasn’t in the least bit suited for a business dinner, didn’t miss an opportunity to hit on William.And what troubled Simone the most was that he didn’t object to her advances. She had been around him long enough to know he usually put desperate women like her back to their place. And yet, he was lenient this time around, not quite giving in to her, but definitely allowing her a few liberties.Simone could imagine herself ripping off the hand that was inching forward, seemingly itching to catch a touch.William would each time get busy, handling papers or rearranging his tie, doing







