"Thanks," I say. We sit in silence for a moment as Ellen drinks her coffee. After that, I make her a sandwich and watch her eat. I can hear my phone.
"A text from Daniël," I say after sitting myself back at the kitchen table with Ellen.
"Last night was fun. I love spending time with you. If you want, come over to the company this evening. I'll order food there."
I finish reading it out loud and Ellen looks at me.
"Well, his intent is clear," she says.
"That indeed seems to be the case," I say. "Should I wear something sexy?"
"Depends on how you want the night to end," Ellen says and chuckles.
***
"Your office is quite spacious," I say to Daniël while I walk inside. "So, tell me, you invite me on a Saturday night, in your office." Daniël laughs.
"I sometimes work on Saturdays and I'm truly single." I hear the door close behind me and a moment later I can feel two hands pressing again my thighs. "Do you know why I invited you?" Daniël says in my ear with a soft voice. I can feel the front of his body pressing against my back.
"I do," I reply, also in a softer voice than usual. I would be a fool to not realize his intent. And he must also realize this fact. He wants me where he spends most of his time. His office. Here he will make his move. Here he will try to bring the desires that have grown inside him into fruition. If I'm honest with myself, I already knew those things before I walked into his office. Even right before I walked into this building. And yet, I walked in. Does this mean I have already given my consent? Could he just bend me forward over his desk and push himself inside me? I don't know if that's true, but I do know it is true for my body. I can feel a tingling in my crotch. I can feel longing on my skin, longing to feel his hands. I realize that whatever he has planned, I will go along with him. Whatever his desires are, I will fulfill them.
"There are things we could do to make the night even more fun," he says. I turn around and feel his hands move to mine. I look into his eyes and see desire. I've seen it many times, and this glare of lust is no different. Or is it? Daniël grabs my wrists and moves my arms behind my back. I see more than lust, I see more than I saw in the eyes of Alex days ago. I see recognition. Recognition of the fact that I'm more than something that can be used for one's own pleasure. The fact that before Daniël a woman is standing. A woman that can be loved, that can be felt, that can be desired. A woman that can give love, that can touch you, that can desire. Something so much more than a lifeless pleasure-doll. I close my eyes right before I feel Daniël's lips on mine. His hands let go of my arms and start moving over my back to my head. He grabs my hair and gently pulls it. My head moves backward and now I feel his lips in my neck.
"I want you, Sara. I've wanted your body from the moment I saw you. But now I want your body and your mind. I want them both." His hands move under my clothes. I've known this man for days, yet I can't bring myself to resist. My mind is telling me I don't know anything about him, yet at the same time, I feel safe, here in his office, with the feeling of his touch. Daniël pushes me forcefully and puts me on his desk. He starts to undress me and I let him. I don't really know what I'm feeling right know. This is different than the usual feeling I have, the feeling I have when a strong, handsome guy throws me on his bed. This is not just desire, like with Alex. This is passion. I sit almost naked before him, only wearing my underwear. I lay both of my hands on Daniël's chest and push him gently away. My hands move behind my back and I undo my bra, showing my breasts to his eyes. I then lay myself down on my back on his desk and open my legs. Tonight, I will completely surrender my mind and body to him. The only thing I want in return is his desire. I want to feel it when he touches me, I want to hear it when he speaks, I want to see it in his eyes. Pure desire. For me. Only for me.
