His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,5
birthday and we gone go out get some dick and have some fun.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Thank you, Nia, damn right we are. I'm not going to let him get me down. I’m just going to do what I always do and keep on pushing.” When we were together, we let our country slang out, bad grammar and all. It was nice having someone that can relate to you. You can shed all professionalism and not be judged based on your less than stellar childhood. We had some idle chatter about what to do after work while we finished our hour-long lunch. Then we head back to work, where I’m actually clear headed enough to dive in and do my job.
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As I send my final email, I stretch and roll my neck around to get the blood flowing. When I do that I notice that there’s no one in the office with me. What the? After I check the time, I see that it’s after seven at night and two hours past my shift. Where has the time gone? That’s when it clicks, the day was easier because Channing Stohurst was locked in his office all day long. He hadn’t come out and bothered me once allowing me the freedom to do what I needed to do without misdirection and distraction. God is good… what a blessing!
Grinning from ear to ear I shut everything down after sending him an email telling him I'm done for the day. When I don’t get a quick response back, I smack my lips annoyed and leave the building. I know he’s not that damn pissed about what happened… I’ll just write him a letter of apology when I give him my resignation letter. When I get to my car, I go to grab my keys only to realize I left them on my desk. I throw my head back in frustration just wanting to get in my car and go home but I instead make a U-turn to the building.
Using my keycard I let myself in and an eerie feeling overcomes me. I hate being in empty office buildings after hours, everything felt so stiff and still. Thank goodness the security guards were here to breathe a little bit of life inside. At the elevator I scan my badge again to go to my floor. When the elevator opens, I look around the creepy office and dart to my desk quietly. I grab my things in a hurry making sure I don’t make a peep because I not only wanted to get the hell out of here, I don’t want to bring attention to me from beastly boss. Keys secured I make a bee line to the elevator. Only to stop when I hear a moan coming out of Channing’s office. Oh my God… is he getting booty in the office with someone that I know?
There were rumors going around that he stayed late to have sex with some of the girls in the office but I hadn’t believed it until now. Being the nosy woman that I am creep over so I can get a peek at who the CEO had the hots for. When I peek in though I frown not seeing anything except him wearing headphones with his head thrown all the way back. I crane my neck further in to see if maybe he’s getting his dick sucked when he groans out in pain.
“Oh, yea baby just like that.” What the hell? There is no one there he’s jacking off.
“Oh God you are so fucking nasty baby. I love it. Yes My Angel suck that dick harder.” Stunned, I don't know how I missed it but in clear view and I damn near pass out at what I see.
On the big ass computer screen there is a picture of me from my vacation to Hawaii last year. I have on a sheer swimsuit that slightly shows my nipples and thong bikini bottoms. I'm posing in the sand on my knees with my hand cupping my breast in what I thought at the time was a seductive pose. My mouth is open, tongue is out and I’m looking at the screen in a “Come fuck me” expression.
“Yea Angel open that sexy little mouth of yours and take this cock down your throat.” What the fuck?... is he jerking off to a picture of me? Just as the thought crosses my mind, I see him reaching forward and click the mouse