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I ease out of her and hold a hand
out so I can pull her up. She gingerly slides off the desk and looks
at my semen dripping down the inside of her legs. The sight of it is
erotic and makes me want to beat my hands on my chest for some
reason.
I reach for a box of
tissues I threw down to the floor and take several out. Squatting
down, I gently wipe the evidence of our lust from her legs, while one
of her hands softly rests on my shoulder. It’s an intimate move
on my part, and not something I’ve ever done for a woman
before.
It makes me feel
uneasy, so I stand back up and hastily throw the tissues in the
garbage.
Stuffing myself back
in my jeans, I zip up as I watch her. She stands there naked, the
faint blush of orgasm still marking her chest and neck, her hair
tangled and wild. She looks so fucking beautiful that my heart
squeezes painfully.
Painfully because I
can’t have her. I’m her boss. More importantly, I am not
monogamous. Made a pact to myself on the day my divorce became final
that I wasn’t ever going to commit to anyone again.
“This was
wrong, McKayla,” I tell her quietly, but she hears the
conviction in my voice. “It was my fault, and I won’t let
it happen again.”
I turn around and
head for the door, needing to put physical distance between us.
Mac grabs my wrist.
“Wait a minute. I don’t understand.”
Turning on her, I
stare at her hold on my wrist and she lets go.
“What’s
to understand?” I ask her with frustration. “This is
wrong… I’m your boss.”
“It’s
only wrong if the sex influences how you treat me,” she says
reasonably.
“And what if I
treat you like shit because it makes me angry to have this attraction
to you? What if I give you the shittiest cases, and I mock you in
front of your colleagues?”
She shoots me a huge
grin, her eyes lighting up, and she has not a moment of embarrassment
that she’s stark-ass naked. “Then I’ll sue you for
sexual harassment.”
Not fucking funny
and reiterates why this was such a bad idea. Taking a step toward
her, vibrating with anger, I tell her, “I’d chew you up
and spit you out, little girl. You’d never be a match for me in
court.”
Taking a step back,
I run my hand through my hair. “Besides, you just proved my
point. This is sexual harassment at its finest. I’d be stupid
to let this carry on.”
“Matt…
I would never hold something like that over your head, and you’ll
have to trust me on that. I bet we could make this work. I’m
sure once you got to know me better—”
Narrowing my eyes, I
hold up my hand to cut her off. “See, that’s just it,
McKayla. I don’t want to get to know you. This was a fuck…
pure and simple. I’m not looking for anything more than that.
But it’s out of my system now, and I’d appreciate it if
we could just forget this happened.”
“Ouch,”
she says quietly, and I feel like a douche because I know that hurt.
“I think with
my dick, McKayla… not with my heart. It serves me well.”
“Well, I have
to say your dick is the most pleasant thing about you,” she
says sarcastically in a honey-coated voice, and I have to bite down
on my cheek again not to laugh.
I’m pissed at
this whole situation, but she makes me want to laugh. That’s
fucked up.
McKayla sighs with
resolve. “I understand, and you’re right. This has
disaster written all over it. I’ll let it go.”
“I’m
really sorry, McKayla,” I tell her and deep down inside,
something squeezes in regret. I choose to ignore it.
“Sure. Another
place, another time, we’d have been perfect for each other,
right?”
This causes the
regretful pain to become more focused… exquisite. I don’t
like that feeling at all. It reminds me of hurts that I’ve felt
before, and I’m through experiencing that shit.
I need to push her
away.
Far, far away.
“Wrong,”
I tell her firmly. “I don’t do relationships, and you
deserve more than that. It would only ever be a fuck. In fact,
out so I can pull her up. She gingerly slides off the desk and looks
at my semen dripping down the inside of her legs. The sight of it is
erotic and makes me want to beat my hands on my chest for some
reason.
I reach for a box of
tissues I threw down to the floor and take several out. Squatting
down, I gently wipe the evidence of our lust from her legs, while one
of her hands softly rests on my shoulder. It’s an intimate move
on my part, and not something I’ve ever done for a woman
before.
It makes me feel
uneasy, so I stand back up and hastily throw the tissues in the
garbage.
Stuffing myself back
in my jeans, I zip up as I watch her. She stands there naked, the
faint blush of orgasm still marking her chest and neck, her hair
tangled and wild. She looks so fucking beautiful that my heart
squeezes painfully.
Painfully because I
can’t have her. I’m her boss. More importantly, I am not
monogamous. Made a pact to myself on the day my divorce became final
that I wasn’t ever going to commit to anyone again.
“This was
wrong, McKayla,” I tell her quietly, but she hears the
conviction in my voice. “It was my fault, and I won’t let
it happen again.”
I turn around and
head for the door, needing to put physical distance between us.
Mac grabs my wrist.
“Wait a minute. I don’t understand.”
Turning on her, I
stare at her hold on my wrist and she lets go.
“What’s
to understand?” I ask her with frustration. “This is
wrong… I’m your boss.”
“It’s
only wrong if the sex influences how you treat me,” she says
reasonably.
“And what if I
treat you like shit because it makes me angry to have this attraction
to you? What if I give you the shittiest cases, and I mock you in
front of your colleagues?”
She shoots me a huge
grin, her eyes lighting up, and she has not a moment of embarrassment
that she’s stark-ass naked. “Then I’ll sue you for
sexual harassment.”
Not fucking funny
and reiterates why this was such a bad idea. Taking a step toward
her, vibrating with anger, I tell her, “I’d chew you up
and spit you out, little girl. You’d never be a match for me in
court.”
Taking a step back,
I run my hand through my hair. “Besides, you just proved my
point. This is sexual harassment at its finest. I’d be stupid
to let this carry on.”
“Matt…
I would never hold something like that over your head, and you’ll
have to trust me on that. I bet we could make this work. I’m
sure once you got to know me better—”
Narrowing my eyes, I
hold up my hand to cut her off. “See, that’s just it,
McKayla. I don’t want to get to know you. This was a fuck…
pure and simple. I’m not looking for anything more than that.
But it’s out of my system now, and I’d appreciate it if
we could just forget this happened.”
“Ouch,”
she says quietly, and I feel like a douche because I know that hurt.
“I think with
my dick, McKayla… not with my heart. It serves me well.”
“Well, I have
to say your dick is the most pleasant thing about you,” she
says sarcastically in a honey-coated voice, and I have to bite down
on my cheek again not to laugh.
I’m pissed at
this whole situation, but she makes me want to laugh. That’s
fucked up.
McKayla sighs with
resolve. “I understand, and you’re right. This has
disaster written all over it. I’ll let it go.”
“I’m
really sorry, McKayla,” I tell her and deep down inside,
something squeezes in regret. I choose to ignore it.
“Sure. Another
place, another time, we’d have been perfect for each other,
right?”
This causes the
regretful pain to become more focused… exquisite. I don’t
like that feeling at all. It reminds me of hurts that I’ve felt
before, and I’m through experiencing that shit.
I need to push her
away.
Far, far away.
“Wrong,”
I tell her firmly. “I don’t do relationships, and you
deserve more than that. It would only ever be a fuck. In fact,
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