Lyn couldn't wait to get to home. She ran up the stairs and into her apartment building. On the way to her door she quickly knocked on Ryan's door and proceeded to unlock her own, only to throw her stuff down on the floor. She was out of breath. She practically ran home from her meeting with Ann. She probably would have made it back sooner if it hadn't been for the subway slowing her down.
"This is the best work I've seen from you yet. Be proud."
She never thought she would hear those words out of Ann's mouth. Ann was a hard ass and hearing that made her day. She had to tell Ryan.
"Ryan!" Lyn yelled followed by a series of knocks. She knew he was home this was his day off and she could hear the television. "Ry! I'm coming in."
Lyn used her emergency key to his apartment to let herself in. He gave it to her as a 'just in case emergency' type of thing since she was new and on her own and to her this qualified as an emergency. She opened the door to his apartment. She loved his apartment, it was bright clean and welcoming. It actually looked lived in, whereas hers still had unpacked boxes in the corners, but in her defense at least she had a sofa.
"Ryan?" He wasn't in the living room or in the kitchen. The television was on the music channel. She walked further into his apartment and to his bedroom. She thought that maybe he was asleep or something, but what she saw was the last thing she expected to see.
Ryan was shirtless, on his knees with his face buried between the thighs of a leggy blonde. The girl shrieked. Lyn jumped, "Oh god...Sorry!" She ran out of his apartment with her eyes closed running into everything in her path. She couldn't believe what she saw.
Ryan laughed.
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"The Joelman account meeting has been moved. Instead of next month we are having it tomorrow in Texas. Start getting together the..."
"Sir, you have..." When she realized her mistake it was too late.
"I have to take care of something; I'll send you the memo." He hung up the phone and looked over at his secretary, "In my office. Now." He hissed through a clenched jaw.
The young lady walked into the dark room for the second time ever. The other time she was in there was when he was working late. He told her to get naked and bend over. When he was finished, he told her to get out and hold his calls.
He stalked in behind her and sat back in his chair. She stood in front of him and fidgeted with the tail of her too tight, too revealing shirt. He sat in silence looking at her. Her clothes were inappropriate. In fact, every secretary he ever had, dressed as if his office was a nightclub hoping to catch his attention. He was debating whether or not he should make her bend over one last time before he fired her...just because he felt like it, but he didn't want to give her the wrong impression. Her being fired was nonnegotiable. He didn't ask much of his secretaries, but none of them seemed to get it right. This would be his seventh one in three months. He wished they didn't send him the young stupid ones who are too busy trying to get into his bed than they are at answering phones.
"Shelly you are a secretary, correct?"
"I was just..."
"Yes or no, Shelly?" He was staring daggers into her, trying very hard to keep his anger down.
"Yes sir."
"That means you work for me...correct?"
"Yes sir."
"Did they tell you the rules when you were hired?"
"Yes sir, but..."
He cut her off. "How many rules are there, Shelly?"
"Three, sir."
"What is my number one rule?"
"Never to interrupt you...ever."
"You broke that rule. Get out. You're fired."
"But...You cant!..."
In the same hushed tone he stood up, laid his palms flat on his desk and said, "I won't say it twice."
She ran out of his office crying. He scoffed, disgusted at the young woman's overflow of emotions. Immediately after, Pierce picked up his phone and dialed HR, someone was going to get an earful.
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Jaylyn was startled out of her sleep by a series of rapid knocks at her apartment door. She jumped out of her bed, grabbed a bat and inched towards the door. It was three in the morning, who could possibly be knocking on her door this late and for what reason? Someone was going to get a beat down or an earful or curse words.
"Jay, it's me. Open up."
She exhaled with relief and unlocked the door. Ryan stepped in.
"What the fuck? Who did you think I was?" He said looking at the bat clutched in her hands throwing his own hands up in surrender.
"Shut up I was asleep. I was just being safe, but do that shit again and next time I'll be using this bat."
"You know it turns me on when you get all dominatrix on me. Why were you asleep? I thought we were going out?"
"I was tired and I haven't heard from you since...uh, you know. I'm sorry about that by the way. I shouldn't have let myself in."
"It's forgotten. Don't worry about it." He said with his gaze trained on her.
"What happened to Stevie?"
"That was Stevie."
She didn't try to hide the surprise when her eyes widened. "I thought Stevie was a man?"
"She is very much a woman...you saw." He said teasing her.
"So you really are bisexual?" She was talking to herself now.
"Is that a problem for you?" He said with an amused look dancing across his face.
"No. Do your thing. Why would it be a problem for me?" She was trying to be nonchalant.
He narrowed his eyes at her and smiled. "Put on some clothes and let's go eat."
She blushed fiercely at his last statement for two reasons. First she was directly reminded of him on his knees tongue deep in pussy. She couldn't imagine him being able to eat anything after that feast...Even if it had been days. Secondly she looked down at herself and realized she was nearly naked, wearing only a nearly see through nighty that barely made it to the middle of her thighs.
"You could have said something, loser." She crossed her arms over her chest.
"Why? I was enjoying it." Ryan watched her scurry out of the room and laughed on his way to her bathroom to adjust himself. "Where do you want to go, beautiful? Your choice."
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When they walked into the diner they were soon shown to their seats. Lyn ordered her favorite, a strawberry waffle, t-bone steak, coffee, apple juice and French fries. Ryan ordered a salad, hamburger, scrambled eggs, French toast with an iced tea. They sat the first ten minutes in silence stuffing their faces and sharing food.
Breaking the silence Ryan says, "Jay, you never told me why you came over in the first place."
