Cat, short for Catalina, stood by the bed, gazing down at the man laying in it. What a sucker she thought. His name was Bill or Jim, whichever she could not remember. One night stands were her thing for a couple of years now. When she needed sex, she would go out and get it, well that when her toys were not enough. And she would always leave before the man she had slept with woke up. Gathering her things, she laid her usual note on the pillow beside the sleeping man.
The note said, "thank you for last night, have a wonderful life."
Riding down the elevator, she leaned back against the wall, no man could resist her; she was a rare beauty. Long red hair, perfect wide green eyes, the most perfect set of lips red as roses, full 36 B breasts, and 5 foot 8 length of a body. Never had a man turn her down, even her bedroom skills were magnificent, she always proved to be the best. At 15 she was making men drool over her and now at 25, they wanted her even more. Thank god it was a Sunday; she would go home, have a shower and work a little on her editing. Home, she sighed, her empty home, her refuge, her haven, her own world within her world.
Monday
He growled as he walked into his new work office, he had just been moved to this new department as executive manager. He'd been with The Daily Star for 7 yrs now and was already a manager. When he came to them at the age of 27, he proved himself worthy, working long hours, working hard, working ruthlessly. Andrew Williams, looked around, well at least all his stuff was here, but his damned secretary was no where to be found, and he needed to arrange his office as soon as possible. He poked his head outside his office door, to check if she was there yet, and he saw her, a beauty walking towards him, he was mesmerized, shocked and alarmed. Quickly he shut his door with a slam and began arranging his things. Mad at himself, he never had office relationships and just looking at that woman had sent his blood rushing. This is not good, not good at all he thought. And slammed one of his drawers closed.
She saw him poke his head out of his office door, oh my God he was a sight, but he looked past her and slammed his door, he was probably looking for Mandy who was not yet at her desk. Dam she had to drop off the papers for review before taking them down to printing. Where the hell was Mandy she thought? New boss and Mandy was late, this was not good for Mandy at all.
"Cat!" she heard a scream behind her and turned. "I am so late, my car had a flat on the way here; god is he here yet, what is he going to think of me?" came Mandy's exhausted panting.
Obviously she had been rushing to get here
"Oh! You are late, alright. And it seems like he is in a bad mood. I just wanted to give you the reviews and of course wish you good luck, as I wont be seeing him till he is done reading them." Cat laughed.
She left Mandy there, in a rush, dumping her stuff on her table and quickly knocking on her new boss's door, clutching Cat's review papers in her hands.
Her phone buzzed about 30 minutes before closing time, picking up the receiver, it was Mandy, and he was ready to see her she explained. "And oh my God Cat, he is so handsome."
When she arrived at Mandy's desk, Mandy was packing to leave. "Good luck Cat, I'll see u tomorrow." she giggled.
"Tomorrow honey." she said as she knocked on his door.
Come in was a sharp reply behind the door. Cat guessed he was having a bad day.
He was shocked when she walked in. that was her, the beauty he had seen this morning, and her name was Catalina. He did not expect her to be walking into his office; he had expected some scrawny woman with thick glasses and short. But Cat simply amazed him, "Beauty and brains a rare mix. very rare," he thought.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Williams." she simply purred out.
"Good afternoon Catalina, please have a seat."
He could not stop looking at her, he had just seen her this morning and all day he been thinking about her and what she would look like naked bent over his desk. And all day he'd reminded himself that he was her boss and that it was not possible to fraternize with her.
"Your report is ready, I don't see any flaws and you can take it to publishing." he said.
"And that is all Miss Catalina, you may leave." he added.
She just looked at him, stunned her eyebrow hiked up, and that is all. Who the hell does he think I am? Who does he think he is?
Suddenly she stood up quickly, snatching her papers, her eyes wide with flame, she saluted him and said, "yes sir" with that she turned walked out and slammed the door shut.
He just sat there jaw dropped and shocked. Little miss proper Catalina had a little outburst. He knew it wasn't her fault for he had been sharp. But he couldn't help it, he wanted her so badly, even as she was sitting in front of him she had a hard on that could kill. He sat back and grinned, well we shall test her patience tomorrow.
Tuesday
She woke up with a damned headache; she was unable to sleep all night thinking of him. She knew she saw it in his eyes, the arousal, yet he was so sharp and mad, and treated her badly.
"Ugh!" she muttered as she got out of bed and quickly slipped into the shower. Better not be late she thought.
He arrived about an hour before working hours, a lot of things needed to be organized. Flipping through his papers he could not get her out of his mind. She was in there like glue and it was driving him nuts. Then he heard it, a sweet humming sound outside. Slowly he rose and went to the door, inched it open and peeked out. He saw her, standing there, papers in her hand arranging some papers by the copy machine. His heart thumped. What was she doing here so early; didn't this woman have someone at home to keep her warm?
She saw him from the corner of her eyes, and a nasty thought ran through her as a rush of heat ran over her body. She kept singing and arranging the morning papers; these had been edited a week ago and needed printing.
