Flirting With My Boss While My Cheating Ex Was Crying Novels & Stories

She cupped her mouth, realizing a thin river of cum was sliding from the corner of her lips. "What have I done?" she whispered. Reality came crashing in on her. She'd done the one thing that defiled all odds and almost gave in to him. Not only was the fact that he was her superior shameful, but it was also Dante of all people that she cheated on Jake with. An asshole that getting entangled with brought bad news and more disastrous news. "Your boss, it seems," he said with his signature calm tone, standing up and buckling his slacks. He balled her dress and threw it into her arms. It was wet and wrinkled to death.

she chuckles and I giggle too. Q Her voice calms my racing mind. “I can't talk to you often but I'll connect with you as often as I can…” “I understand! How's your job? Your boss?” she asks. Do I tell her that he's just the opposite of what a gentleman is or do I tell her that I kissed him or even like him? What do I say to my mother? **** When we finish talking, I head out hoping that I haven't crossed the line. When I reach the end of the stairs, I see my boss hurling the expensive paintings to the ground, he's yelling while Dimitri is trying to calm him down. “Boss, you have to calm—” “Fucking find Francesco!”

I glared at him, punching his chest feebly, he held my hands at my second attempt, pulling me to his body and placing a light kiss on my face. “ Cry. Let it out.” He said that so warmly and calmly. I needed it so much, I cried and wept so hard that I left some snot on his jacket. When I was done, I tried to pull away from it but he stuck my face to it and mischievously said, “ Buy me new clothes.” I rolled my eyes and said in a witty manner, “ My boss is very stingy.” He gasped dramatically, laughing at me and I followed him though some tears were glistening in my eyes.

I yelled at the phone, fumbling to try and end the call before he answered. Naturally, my obsessed husband picked up on the first ring. "Pearl? Is everything okay, angel?" Derek's voice came through, laced with concern. I froze, then blurted my thoughts out like a moron. "I accidentally flirted with my boss. But he flirted first. He flirts with everyone, though. And he saw me in a towel. Yesterday, like half my neighbourhood. He asked me out to dinner. He's a total manwhore who just wants pussy. I'm going to shut up now."

I can't meet her eyes or I might go up in flames from the fury building in her eyes. "What are you doing here?! This is my office, not your walk-in closet!" My boss yells at her. I can't believe how unbothered he is about the fact that he was just caught cheating. "Is this the whore you've been fooling around with?!" His wife yells angrily. "Is she the reason why you've refused to touch me? Is she the one satisfying your sexual urges?" "So what if she's the one?!" My boss snaps. "I have the right to fuck any woman I want. So don't you dare think I'm gonna explain shit to you. Get out!"

“Did you even bother pretending to work for that position, or did you just moan his name loud enough?” Everyone laughed as I was beyond humiliated I couldn't stop the tears from pouring down. I didn't want to cry here and certainly not in front of them, it it seemed a sjf the harder I es trying to control it, the more I cried. “So The boss was her step brother and sh has been sleeping with her him this whole time?” “Disgusting. I knew she was desperate, but this?” “Bet she knew and just didn’t care. Gold-digging much?”

I picked up my red purse and slipped on my black coat. Burnley was off since it was the weekend so Jolene offered to pick me up. " You live there?" She asked pointing at the penthouse as I entered the car. I definitely didn't want her to also feel I slept my way to becoming Marcus assistant. " No....I ...I went to drop something off for Mr Blinge." I stammered but the words finally came out. " Oh..Thank goodness. I thought you were sleeping with our boss." " No way!" I shouted almost immediately though deep down I knew I was in denial. I could actually imagine us in bed together, just his voice is enough to turn me on and drive me crazy.

I turned back, ready to get my stuff and leave. “You want to play it like this!” He caught my arms, turning me back to him, as one of the ice creams slipped out of my hand. “The gold-digging bitch! Following rich men… I never thought you were the bitch. I saw him in the company that day; I knew he looked familiar the moment I saw him in the company that day. Guess I wasn't the only one cheating; you were also seeing your boss…” Something had snapped inside me, the anger in me boiling over as my fist connected sharply with his face. A crack followed as his face fell to the side; a sharp pain shot through my knuckles, and I don't know if the impact had cracked a bone from me or him. “Fuck.” We

"Is it the ex? Tell me you're not going back to that cheating bastard." "God, no." I stabbed the elevator button harder than necessary. "I'd rather fuck a cactus." "Then who's got you all flustered? Wait—" Her eyes widened. "Is it the CEO? Did Alexander Carter ask you out?" "Don't be ridiculous," I said, hoping my face wasn't as red as it felt. "He's my boss. That would be totally inappropriate." The elevator arrived, saving me from further interrogation. I waved goodbye and stepped inside, already mentally cataloging my closet. Something nice. Something sexy. What the hell did that mean?

"I'll be back. Gotta score this one-" "Little bitch. That's cheating," she growled but smiled after. She had no anger in her eyes nor in her words. Chantel and I were very good friends. "You still spend all my money anyways so what gives?" I shrugged and she waved me off. I walked towards my boss with an overexaggerated sway of my hips that caught my attention. I glanced at their eyes that ate me up and smirked as I moved towards my boss who now had his eyes on me with a fond smile on his face.