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White Collar Affair -- Part 2
I couldn't believe what had just happened. It all seemed like a dream. On the way to my apartment, I could still taste him. His smell and his moans, I just kept replaying the events in my mind over and over again. That night, after the initial rush had passed I wondered about the reality of the facts. How would I face him now at work and would I still have a job after what happened? Either way, I was happy to have fulfilled my fantasy.
The following days, he kept his distance and I did the same. Luckily, I wasn't fired but it was weird to be treated like I was invisible. Especially, since I was always working my ass off. I was worried that he was angry at me, he didn't ask me to hand in any reports and if he needed something from me he would just ask someone else for it. The only interactions we had were just greetings and a few nods. The days went by and I guess we were going to pretend it never happened.
On Friday, we finished at around 5 and everyone was rushing out of the office including me. The doors of the last elevator were about to close but I made it through. My boss's blue eyes were staring back at me as I rushed in, he was the only one in it. Robert was leaning on the back of the elevator, holding some folders. The tailored dark gray suit he wore made him look perfect as always. I stood next to him, awkwardly waiting for the doors to close. I wanted to say something but I wasn't sure what to say.
"Thank god it's Friday..." I blurted instantly regretting that poor attempt at small talk.
"Yeah..." He replied with a kind of a serious face.
As the elevator went down I stared at my phone and waited for what seemed an eternity. I noticed his perfume in the air and tried to think of something else. Before, he let me blow him we got along so well...But now it was awkward.
The doors opened in the parking lot and I headed straight to my car. I stopped when he said something.
"Thomas...wait..."
"Yes, sir?" I replied walking back.
There were only a few cars left in the parking lot. Everyone we knew was probably out of the office by that time.
"Uhm... I wanted to say sorry for what happened on Monday..."
"Why? It was my choice, sir. I should be the one to apologize..."
"It wasn't very professional of me to let you do that... specially in my office..." He sounded like he wasn't really regretting what had happened.
The conversation was steadily turning me on.
"Would it had been okay if we'd done it somewhere else?" I whispered feeling my mouth go dry, staring up at him with my hazel eyes.
"In a different place you mean...?" He looked at his car and then back at me.
There was this tension again for a moment. There was only the eccho of cars leaving the parking lot in the distance. I was looking up at his lewd blue eyes and just followed his movements.
He guided me to his gray SUV. It made sense for a big guy to have such a car I guessed. I owned a very practical city car instead. I was feeling this high again, we were going to do stuff for the second time. The fact that it was something we were not supposed to do only added to my excitement. I got in the car's back seat and he looked both sides to check no one had seen us, then he entered.