three.”
“That’s ok, I’ll just throw in a rule of my own. No matter what I tell you to do, for the rest of the summer, you do it.”
I made sure to look Olivia in the eye as I told her, and I could see her squirming, but I also detected a bit of excitement behind those eyes as she realized what I was saying. That’s why when she nodded, I wasn’t too surprised.
“Good. We know what’s happening, no confusion, no mix-ups,” she said. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to catch up on some work.”
I smiled to myself as I watched her leave the office, checking out her perfect little peach-shaped ass. This summer was going to be awesome.
Olivia
Was this really happening? Was it real life?
Holy shit.
It was happening.
Kaleb had agreed to my rules, and put one in of his own. I had to obey him. Every time he told me to do something, for the entire summer, I had to do it.
I wanted to be mad about that. I wanted to hate it. I wanted my brain to rebel, to say that was too much, that I didn’t want to be involved. But I couldn’t help myself. It sounded so hot. Plus whenever Kaleb ordered me to do something, whenever he took complete control the way only he could, it drove me absolutely insane in the between-my-legs department.
What the hell is wrong with you?
I rushed back out to my desk and put my head in my hands. At least the dividers that really made my desk area into a cubicle meant no one was looking as I rested my head down on my desk and wondered what on earth I’d just gotten myself into.
This wasn’t me at all. I wasn’t the kind of person that did this sort of thing. Was Kaleb’s bad-boy attitude rubbing off one me or something?
On the bright side, this had a time limit. In the fall, I’d be going to college. There would be no more games, no more sex with my stepbrother.
It was good, knowing there was an actual, physical end to this. It made me feel more secure, knowing we had an end date, the two of us were ok with it, and all that.
Stop trying to convince yourself this is a good idea. I can’t believe you just did that. You’re impossible , I scolded myself, but there was nothing to be done about it.
It wasn’t like some kind of one-time thing anymore. My stepbrother had just eaten me out in his office.
This was crazy.
I spent about ten minutes trying to focus on the work I had to do. I was only an intern, but I knew quite a bit about accounting already, and I was a quick study. While Kaleb hadn’t actually given me anything to do yet, I had him e-mail me everything he had about the project, and I had decided to start doing my own analysis. After all, I was being paid to work, so I might as well do that. No one had even asked me to go on a coffee break.
Still, I had absolutely no focus. I couldn’t think about ROI, I couldn’t think about balance sheets, all I could think about was Kaleb’s tongue on my clit, of the feeling as he slid it in and out of me, as he lapped up my juices and then made me taste them by kissing me.
No, this was stupid.
I looked at the clock in the bottom corner of my computer screen. It wasn’t noon yet, but it was close enough that I could still go out and get lunch. I needed a break.
But what if Kaleb wants you back here? I asked myself. What if you miss out on the chance for…
My brain left the thought unfinished, but the rush of endorphins that coursed through me was unmistakeable.
No, this was bad. I shouldn’t be thinking like this. Grabbing my phone, I made my way to the elevator as fast as I could.
“If Kaleb needs me tell him to text me, I’ll be having lunch,” I told Helen on the way out. I wasn’t going to say anything, but after all, the guy was my boss.
She nodded at me to say she understood, then went back to her work. Stepping into the elevator I took out my phone and texted my best friend,
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