Obsession

// One //

Alarm has set off and I felt the annoyance of sound nearby me. It was like loud music blaring through my ears. It's 6:40 AM in the morning and I /have/ a huge hungover from last night's party. Big one.

So — here's my question?

What am I going to wear for today's work since there's going to be a meeting. Maybe a nice crop top and a cute skirt that doesn't make me look like a slut. Ugh. Great I'm picky at it. Picky at everything.

I had some pancakes, coffee and ready to go to work, first things first - my neighbor sees me waving as I am about to lock the door and head to my car. He knew I like him. But deep down I knew he's quite mystery.
We've been neighbors since I've moved in and yet he hasn't got any chance to say hi or visit me during my leisure. Of course he watches me through my backyard or something else more perverted. But I never seen him act like one.

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Work time - 7:00 AM.
My boss Adrian came to see me in my office, he's handsome and those eyes. Damn! Every time I see him coming in handing me some files for me to pile up in order he gave me a kind smile. Not that he wants me or something. He could be married for fuck sake.

Those biceps, strong arms, and imagine what he looks like in naked.
Okay, okay focus Katrina. You're not a slut. Take control.
First Ian my neighbour or now Adrian my boss. Greeeeeat.
Those two men will be the death of me.

"Katrina, have you finished with the papers from yesterday?" Adrian ask me with his husky tone.
I nodded.
"Uh yeah I will give them to you a bit since I'm starting to pile this up you've just given me."
He knew I was polite, and more important to his needs. It was like his own personal assistant.
Few hours later, I finished piling up those damn papers. Right now I'm just trying to figure out how to interrupt him without being yelled out. Sometimes he has anger issues towards his colleagues but for me — hm, not sure.

Instead I'm just gonna do it. I knock. Adrian look up to me and beckons inside.
"Here you go, I finished it. Also I'm going to do more work with the reports," I reminded him.
Adrian nods lightly and resumes his doing.

With a brief second, Adrian secretly watches me as I turn around and walk away from his office. I could see him through the glass reflection. Was he looking at my ass?
Of course he does Katrina...geez. Haven't you notice? All the men is trying to get attention on you.
But no. Why would they? I'm not even that attractive. Like, I get it I have long silky blonde hair, blue eyes, kissable lips, amazing tits or something incredibly hot. So what?

That night, I'm still in my desk too busy with my reports for Adrian and I have to finish it until tomorrow. At this moment, suddenly Adrian appears by my door seeing how exhausted I am and unable to have breaks. He knocks.
"Katrina why are you still doing reports. Should you be at home?" He has this voice of worry. "Never mind that just... do that tomorrow. Come on I'll take you home."

See even your boss is insisting on taking you home. Maaybe he wants to get laid.
Oh my god shut up you perverted thoughts. Keep it to yourself.
Adrian is so nice enough to drop me home even though we barely speak. During the driving, his kept changing views on me and the road. I felt a slight unease yet — comforting at the same time. Because why the fuck not? He's hot as hell.

"Are you doing okay at work? You know you can talk to me right?"
I turn to him and smile kindly. Obviously I do want to talk to him all day maybe — fuck him.
After a short conversation between us turns to silence. It was awkward at first but then again he is a little shy. I love men who is a bit of shy but not afraid to be themselves.

Adrian finally stops by my place and we were like sitting down as if we're waiting for something. Until I felt a hand in my thighs up to my panties rubbing. I look down at my skirt underneath, and returns towards Adrian who seems very intrigued of my body.
"You're...wet..." he spoke.
I gulped.

Oooooh fuck him. Take him to your place baby!
Oh gosh...this is completely crazy. My boss touches me and I'm frozen like a maniac.
"You seems to be wanting about something more discreet," he smirked. "Like —,"
Again he purposely place his thumb rubbing my panties twice. This time Adrian just makes it interesting by slowly slipping my lacy black undergarment off through my thighs down the ankles.

He knows how to please women. Yeesh.
I blink twice not knowing what to do, but to watch him as Adrian continues on stroking my wet pussy. Up and down, I hear myself giving a soft moan. My god, it's been awhile I haven't able to be touched by a man since my last relationship.

Speaking of, my love life. They didn't know I was into BDSM, or kinky shit. It turns me on whenever I feel hot. Or my urges is in need. Either way my ex just thinks of me as a sex addict.
To be honest I'm not. Trust me, I just love sex that's all.

Adrian heard me while he pleases me. Sure, he's starting to get me off. He leans in closely as Adrian kisses my neck, his lips touches mine. I moan again and this time, it was a bit rhythmic moaning like wanting for more.
Suddenly he stops and move back, he got out of the car and went to my side opening the door trying to led me inside my home and realised he wanted me in bed.