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
th
floor. The large glass windows of the apartment looked out over the river and the high rise office buildings on the opposite bank of the river. It offered a great view of the dark night and the many specs of light of the city center, Jake carefully placed the fresh tuna on the grilling plate. He was satisfied with the lovely Asian salad he had just placed on two large plates. He was looking forward to seeing his beautiful wife, despite feeling quite tired from a hard day's work.
Jake worked as a commercial manager for a local professional soccer team and he was pretty successful at his job. His day had been tough but satisfying, as he had managed to negotiate two important contracts. He had only arrived home half an hour earlier and dedicated himself to cooking dinner straight away.
Jake had taken off the jacket of his blue suit. He had loosened the knot of his tie, which was still hanging around his neck. His slim fit trousers highlighted his athletic figure. Jake was built 185cm tall and had broad shoulders. Working for a sports enterprise, he felt the obligation to exercise frequently. His abdomen and chest were slightly muscled, but nothing exaggerated. Jake liked to play sports, but he wasn't into body building. His muscular legs showed the strong calves of regular a soccer player. His face was characterized by a strong jaw and two bright blue eyes. His blond hair was short and neatly combed with a bit of gel. Jake was feeling anxious to see Emily. After making love to her last night, he was already looking forward to feeling her sensual body in his strong arms.
Just when Jake opened a bottle of white wine, he heard the front door opening. As Emily came in, Jake immediately noticed the worried look on her face. He rushed towards the door and helped Emily with her coat and her bag. Before offering her a seat at the kitchen table, Jake threw his arms around Emily and gripped her tightly. His lips pressed firmly against hers, as he kissed her with his eyes closed. His hands let go of her waist and moved downwards. Jake's tong touched Emily's lips, while his hands grabbed her bottom. He squeezed her bum cheeks strongly, as their tongues found each other in a heated kiss. Emily felt her body warming up at Jake's touch and she felt her nipples stiffening. Jake felt the tension and stress in Emily's body as he pressed her under lip gently between his teeth. Their mouths detached and Jake offered Emily a glass of the excellent red wine.
Conscious about Emily's stress, Jake asked her about her day. Emily told him about the strategy report she had to deliver the next day and how it stressed her out. "Besides," she said "today the CEO told me that I will have to go on a business trip this weekend".
Emily's body language told Jake that she was annoyed by this trip. "Where are they sending you this time?" He asked.
"Montreal" she replied with a tired look on her face.
Jake served the tuna steak onto the plates and put the plates on the kitchen bar where Emily was sitting. As they started to eat Jake asked her "I heard Montreal is supposed to be a nice place. Aren't you happy that you'll get to spend a weekend there?"
Emily smiled, she felt happy that Jake was trying to lift her mood. "Yeah, I guess it's all right," she admitted.
Jake was glad to see that his words had put a smile on her face. "Honey, you seem a bit stressed today. You know you can count on me to take the stress off you and make you feel relaxed," said Jake while looking deep into Emily's eyes. Emily was enjoying the dinner and she already felt more at ease. She was pleased to be home and Jake's presence made her feel comfortable.