the broad shoulders and the pale skin.
such a beautiful face. so attractive and hard not to look at. the other side of him pulls me in... He has a secret... and he's willing to tell me.
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Story written by @sou...
Shit. Im screwed....I was actually scared for a moment. I slowly turn around to see Mr. Whyatte narrowing his eyes at me.
"My office, now!" He's definitely pissed. I quickly walk out of the printing room to his office, shitting the door behind me as I wait I sit on one of the leather chairs in front of his desk. A second later he comes back in.
I gasp as He speeds to me grabbing me by the arm and pulling me up, pushing me against his desk. He was really close to my face. "Do you have any idea how hard it is not to just fuck you right here on this desk." What the fuck??!?? My eyes widen. This dude can't be for real. He seemed like a perve but this much? I gulp. "Excuse me?"
"Just to see you shiver under me, I wanted that since I seen you... Your attitude sucks....but it turns me on." I can't believe this bitch. "Sit down.. let's talk." I slowly sit down as he releases me. He takes a seat also. "I wanna know when your free." I furrow my eyebrows. "Why?"
"I need a answer not a question." I start to chew on my lip nervously. "Uh...I'm free tomorrow... Sense it's Friday... And you made me start early s-"
"No, I mean today. When, today, are you free?" I gulp, taking a breath in. I'm not supposed to feel this way. I'm supposed to be strong and confident... But he scared me. "Um... After work..." He smiles leaning closer. "Good, because I'm taking you out tonight." I shake my head. "No. I'm not going out with your nor will I ever like you." He chuckles. "Sweetheart, I never said you had a choice. I'm just asking when you were free." He clears his throat getting your and opening the office door. "I expect you to be ready by seven. Wear something nice." He grabs my ass as I walk out making me jump as he closes the door.
What. The fuck.
-time skip to end of day-
"So a date huh?" Gall asks as she drives us home. I scoff. "Uh no. Not a date. He's and asswhipe Gall!!! And a perve!! He violated my butt this morning!!" Gall laughs turning a corner. "Don't laugh at me ass hole." She rolls her eyes smiling. "Ry, listen. Obviously he's into you. I mean, do you know how long it's been since you have had an actual relationship? Four years Ry! Four!" I shake my head. I never really got over my ex.... "Gall it's hard to get over things like that." She runs my back replying. "I know, I know." Gallixy pulls up to our little apartment, turning off the ignition. "okay Ry, I'll be in my room so if you need me. Holler." I nod getting out and entering the apartment, going to my room. It's only six fourty. Yeah... He let me out of work late today because of my 'bad attitude that turns him on.' like, the fuck? I go to my closet trying to find what to wear... Wear something nice he said. I really didn't have anything nice. I walk out of my room going to Gallixy's.
"What you need guurll." I shake my head at her as she acts like a we idiot. I sigh. "I don't have anything to wear." She nods. She disappears for a few seconds then comes back handing me a black dress. "I'm pretty sure this is suitable.
-seconds later- Suitable my ass Gall.
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