Chapter 1 - A hard day's work
Emily was stunned when she looked up at the office clock. It was almost 8pm and she still hadn't finished the strategy report that was due for tomorrow. The bright office lights illuminated the pile of papers that were lying on the desk in front of her. Ever since her company's CEO had assigned Emily as Head of Sales two months ago, she had been working long hours.
With her 31 years of age, Emily was clearly an attractive woman. Although she was 170cm tall and quite slender, her Latin-American origins showed clearly in her curvy figure. Her graceful feet, fitted into classy black high heels with laces around the ankle, gave way to two a couple of long windy legs that would make any men turn his head. Just above the knees, her tender legs disappeared into a stylish black pencil skirt. She was currently sitting down behind her desk, but if she would be standing up, her skirt would highlight her wide hips and her firm bottom.
Emily sighed as she felt that despite her excellent academic credentials and her well-paid management position, she was doing all the work, while her co-workers had already left the office. Above her skirt, she was wearing an elegant white blouse and a long silver necklace. Although her blouse was not tightly fitted, it was clear that Emily had a large and round bosom. The white blouse gave a subtle peak into her cleavage. As always, Emily's dress style was stylish and classy, with a hint of sexy. It offered the spectator just a hint of her sensual body, without being ordinary. She straightened her long dark hair and threw it over her left shoulder. Her dark brown eyes were staring at the screen of her computer.
She decided that she would finish the strategy report tomorrow first thing in the morning. Emily's soft lips produced a sensual smile that pointed towards her high cheek bones, as she thought of arriving home tonight, where her husband would be waiting for her. As she was shutting down her computer she noticed that the office was deserted. Most of her co-workers had left hours before. "It's always the same people that have to do the work for the rest," she mumbled to herself as she grabbed her car keys.
Just as she picked up her bag and was about to leave her office, she was surprised by a voice behind her. "Well, well, look at the beauty that's working late tonight," said Vincent the public relations manager.
Emily, not in the mood for small talk, responded "Yes, I'm calling it a night, see you tomorrow."
Although Vincent was far from unattractive, Emily had never liked him very much. With his short posture and hipster beard, he had been hitting on her from the first day she was working at the office. With 29 years, Vincent was pretty much a ladies man and already had a considerable account of office affairs. Although his success was mostly limited to the very young and insecure interns, he never grew tired of talking up his female co-workers. Even though Vincent enjoyed sufficient female attention, he seemed to have a special obsession with Emily.
"I have seen many movies that start with two people alone in a deserted office," said Vincent "and you know how those movies end."
"Very funny," said Emily in a neutral voice. "I need to get going, because Jake is waiting for me at home," she added.
"Ah the eternal Jake," Vincent said. "The eternal Jake who is supposed to be the most perfect husband in the entire world," he said with a high pitch voice, mimicking a little schoolgirl. "If you ever grow tired of all that perfectness, you know where you can go to experience something real, something extraordinary," he said while giving Emily a wink. "At least there are men that know how to surprise such a precious woman as you and make her feel more alive than she has ever felt."
Emily was not at all amused by Vincent's flattery and she was surprised by the cold and harsh tone in her voice when she replied "Screw you Vincent! Go try those lines on your beloved interns."
Emily was not at all put off by Vincent's remarks. She knew that her relation with Jake was more than satisfactory. Jake was more a man than Vincent could ever aspire to be. She loved everything about Jake and she admired his ability to amaze her each and every day. Jake had a way of reinventing the relationship and keeping the spark alive, especially in bed.
Emily felt a warm rush go through her body, as she remembered Jake making passionate love to her last night. She was very secure about her relationship and she didn't feel the need to discuss her sex life at work, and even less to discuss it with Vincent and his cocky attitude.
She picked up her coat and she swiftly walked out of her office with her head up high. She didn't say anything to Vincent and left him standing in the doorway, speechless and with an astonished look on his face. She felt relieved that she had put this creep in his place. Emily knew that as Head of Office she was Vincent's superior. As she slid her key card at the exit door, she felt assured that she was also emotionally superior to this loser.
Chapter 2 - Some well-deserved relaxation
A smell of Asian herbs and fresh fish filled the kitchen of a modern apartment on the 27
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