(Rachel)
As the driver opens the door, he takes my hand and helps me out of the car. I thank him, as I tidy my dress, fix my hair and look up at the location.
My jaw dropping open as I see it's elegance. The restaurant was very extravagant.
Taking a long deep breath, I walk inside.
My insides quivering, unsure of what the night will hold.
"Good evening Miss, Would you like a table?"
A gentleman asked, smiling softly at me.
"Oh, I am actually meeting someone here, Mr Hyde."
I say as confidently as I could, hearing a slight shakiness to my voice.
"Of course, come this way Miss Kendall. Mr Hyde is waiting for you."
He showed me to where Mr Hyde was waiting.
As soon as I walk in, he stands to greet me. β¨He looked amazing wearing the same suit from earlier, though he seemed more delicious than before.
I walk over to him, greeting him with a subtle friendly hug.
As I lean forward, I feel his hands on the base of my back, the touch of his fingers on my bare skin send shudders through me.
My right hand instinctively holds around his shoulder as I lean to kiss his cheek.
I could smell his cologne, feeling the heat from his skin, he smelt incredible.
My nipples begin to harden from the closeness of his body to mine, plus from the heat from him and his gentle touch.
As I press my lips softly on his cheek I could feel his hand tighten around me, pulling me in closer as his other hand was now on my cheek.
Turning his head so quickly our lips touch, only for a split second though it took me completely by surprise, causing me to jump back.
"Sorry, I...."
Feeling totally embarrassed at my fumbled kiss to him.
My face burning instantly red, I could feel the heat on my cheeks.
"No, don't be sorry, the pleasure was honestly all mine!"
He smiles moving around me, pulling the chair out for me to sit.
As I do, his hands brush the nape of my neck, making me shudder again from his touch.
I hear him moan very quietly as he feels my response to him.
I was doing a terrible job of not succumbing to his advances. He was enjoying the reaction I had too, the pleasure was clear, with both his demeanour and the unmistakable bulge within his trousers again. Taking the seat opposite me, his gaze was hot and lustful.
"Shall we order, I'm really hungry?"
Trying to ignore the look he had.
Ordering food would be a great distraction. As despite my words, my body was going crazy inside.
My nipples were like bullets, pressing against my dress and clearly visible to him.
My breathing shallow and rapid, trying to suppress the throbbing in my knickers.
I was so moist from his touch, I was struggling to control the urge to pounce on him.
Here I am, sat drooling over my new boss. I should feel ashamed, this was completely wrong on all levels.
He had said it was work related, to discuss my role and duties though seeing the look on his face, work was certainly not what he had in mind.
"I am hungry. Though, I don't think they serve what I want?"
He raises an eyebrow at me, a cheeky glint in his eye.
"Really? I'm sure you can find an alternative!"
I snap sassily back, knowing he was clearly not talking about food.
"Ouch. Ok too much, you can spank me later!"
He laughed.
Darting him a look, hearing him say that, I lift the menu, to hide him from seeing my struggle with my own lucid thoughts. I didn't want him to know just how much he was affecting me, if he hadn't already.
He seemed to like being in charge, he has hinted to biting and now spanking.
Is that his thing, kinky sex?
I liked things slightly rough, so this could get interesting.
Do I let him know that I am game?
No, behave.
Order food, do not offer him any form of temptation.
"I think I will order the halibut, what about you?"
Glancing from behind my menu.
"Steak, keep it simple."
He smiled, placing his menu on the table, beckoning the waiter over to take our order. After ordering food, I tried my hardest to think of something to say.
I suddenly felt his foot on my leg, under the table. He had pulled off his shoe, I jumped, feeling it shocked me.
I glare at him surprised, he moves his foot up my leg to my thigh.
Shuffling in my seat, I try to stop him, but he continues pushing his foot into me, pressing against the fabric of my knickers.
The warmth of his foot rubbing against the wetness of them. His pressing was not helping, making me throb even more. Thankfully the waiter arrived with our food, making him remove himself and sit up properly.
He was clearly a very confident man.
Taking what he wanted, so did he want me?
His look and actions were definitely indicating he did.
What should I do?
Resist or give in to him?
We eat our food quietly, glancing up at each other occasionally.
Pouring me a glass of wine, he says randomly.
"So how long do you think you will be able to resist me?"
His eyes glaring right at me, gauging my response.
"Indefinitely!"
Trying to sound convincing, while also trying to convince myself as clearly my body knew the truth.
"I see. I will have to behave then, a shame. As from the moment you have walked in, I have wanted to fuck you in every position possible. Make you feel the ultimate pleasure as I ram my dick so deep inside you, you struggle to walk afterwards."
He takes a casual sip of his wine as he glances up at me, watching my shock at hearing him.
Did I just hear him right?
Surely not!
He was my boss!
He shouldn't be thinking like that about me! Yet, I was also thinking of him in all sorts of dirty ways.