Office Obsession Novels & Stories

I rub my face. " Good night sleeping beauty"They speak on the other side of the line, and only with sarcasm is their voice I can know who it is "What do you want, Luis?"I roll my eyes. It is very unbearable. Luis is a friend of Karla's that I met a few months ago. Since then he has had a strange obsession with me, he always calls me, sends me messages and I've even caught him watching you from afar. It's kind of awkward and weird.

Alli could practically feel the woman's resentment radiat-ing acrossthe room like a furnace. Alli tried to focus, tried to lose herself in the familiar rhythm of her work—wiping down the sticky bar with a damp rag, stacking glasses with a practiced hand, the clinking sound a fragile shield against the tension that !lled the air, checking the register to make sure the numbers lined up, a futile attempt to impose order on thechaos churning inside her. But her body betrayed her, every nerve ending on high alert, remembering how he'd touched her the night

Things are getting a lot more complicated. “I'll do that. Give me some time.” I utter with a clipped-off tone. I just need time and I will get everything done. I will not get myself distracted by anything. I will have to take care of the stupid jealousy I keep feeling towards a man I think I hate whenever I see him with a woman. I need to get the job done but….. I don't want any buts.

* he said without looking up, dismissive as ever. *"It's important,"* I insisted. *"Mr. Cole needs her. She'll be occupied for the day."* He finally looked at me then, unimpressed. *"Oh yeah? Mr. Cole has no business with Diana. You can chat during lunch break. Right now, she's helping me. Please leave."* I glanced at Diana. She gave me a tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. We both hated her boss. He was cranky, perpetually irritated, like a man who argued with someone every morning and came to the office to distribute the leftover bad mood.

“Well follow me I will lead you to Your lover” Lena was silent, she walked behind the bulb which was levitating in front of her,the bulb stopped in front of a door,Lena pushed the door open,it was an office,Jeremy,Mason,Josephine and Black were sitting around the table. “I thought you won’t find us” Jeremy chuckled teasingly. “You left me!!” Lena hissed as she continis as she walked in. “Well a glowing bulb showed me the way” They all stared at each other in confusion,if they were human they would say Lena was mental,after everything with DEATH she had become delusional and seeing things.

“Something is going on with the two of you. I’d have to be a fool not to see it.” “So you’re saying you’re not a fool?” I ask, turning back toward him finally. “I’m not that big of a fool. You stare at her all the time, Chris. Others are bound to notice at some point too.” Yeah, I know that. But it’s not like I can help it. Every time I sit down at my desk I think about her. And even when I manage to get into a flow with my work, something will inevitably remind me of her. It’s not something I’m used to. This … obsession. Because that’s what it feels like, an obsession.

in my ear, imagining his fingers instead of mine, his mouth devouring every sound I tried to swallow. The office, the papers, the risk—all of it faded away until there was nothing but him, everywhere, consuming me. And when I finally climaxed, biting my lip hard to keep me from crying out his name, I knew I was lost. This wasn’t a crush. It wasn’t a harmless attraction. It was an obsession. And it was only getting stronger by the minutes.

" Was the reply. We both did just that and our relationship was healed. But I didn't ask to stay at the house when I was in town, though I did stop by for dinner with both of them. When I sat at their table, I pictured my daughter, naked, fucking, groaning, cumming. I couldn't deny it and it got worse. I kept replaying it in my mind and could not get it out. I was masturbating twice a day now. I'd found a p**n vid that looked like her. In was ashamed but I couldn't stop. I started seeing a counselor. I had to. My obsession was affecting my work and I had no social life.

9Maya. I’d never been like this before. Not with anyone. Not with myself. Obsession felt like a sickness, something I couldn’t shake, something that turned my days into endless waiting, my nights into hours spent staring at the ceiling, aching and empty and full of wild, helpless want.

We should clearly know the difference between possessive and obsessive for this. Possessiveness is a good thing in a relationship up to a certain extent, when it goes beyond that it's just obsession. Possessiveness is showing your partner that she's yours and even jealousy is fine, it's normal. But understanding that you can't force her to do things because of that jealousy unless she wants to.. Obsession is wanting your partner to spend almost all their free time with you and getting jealous or angry if they hang out with their friends and leave you out.