As I picked up my rhythm, I could feel the tip of him sliding into my pussy a little bit. I wanted to feel him inside of me again but knew that I couldn’t ride him without a condom on. I figured that just the tip wasn’t a big deal but as I felt closer and closer to coming, I allowed his cock to slide in me a little bit deeper, until I realized he was fully inside of me and I was no longer just rubbing my clit on his dick, I was riding it. Bradley was on his back with his eyes closed as I bounced up and down on him, his cock enjoying the feel of my pussy lips quivering around him. I think he realized what was going on when I did because I saw him look up at me with still lustful eyes as I slammed down on him and slid off him. I waited for him to reach over and grab another condom and then I slid back onto his cock. He held my hips as I bounced up and down on him and we both came together a few minutes later. This time I collapsed on him and we must have drifted off to sleep because I woke up the next morning curled next to him with his hands on my breasts.
I lay there unable to move. I thought back to the night before and stifled a groan. I couldn’t believe that I had not only had sex with Bradley but also had it multiple times. I had never done this sort of thing before. And I wasn’t sure what the protocol was for the morning after. Was I just supposed to slip out of the apartment? I looked at the clock on the wall and my decision was made for me. If I didn’t leave in five minutes, I was going to be late for work. Bradley was either out of it or pretending to be out of it because he just groaned and rolled over as I jumped out of the bed. I grabbed my clothes and dressed quickly before leaving the apartment. I looked back at his naked body lying in the bed and grinned to myself. He had been right. He was all man, and he was the best sex I’d ever had in my life. As I made my way to his front door, I knew that he had good reason to be a cocky bastard. Any man that could make a woman orgasm like I had deserved a prize.
Chapter 5
I was about to run directly to work when I realized that there was no way I could go into the Green & Hall’s office with jeans and a skanky top. I ran quickly into a Macy’s and bought myself some new underwear and a new suit. I figured on my new salary, I could afford it. As long as I kept the job anyway.
Lewis was waiting in my office when I got in and I beamed up at him. “Morning.” My voice expressed my happiness. I was still on a sexual high.
“Morning, Sarah.” He looked at me grimly, staring at his watch. I was thirty minutes late, but I hadn’t thought he would be this upset. “I think the boss is back today or tomorrow so we need those stats ASAP.”
“Oh, okay.” All of a sudden, my high came crashing down. “What time do you need them?” I smiled weakly, praying he would say by close of business.
“If you can have them in my office in two hours that would be great.”
I nodded slowly and wondered if I could run out of the building and never come back. “Sure.”
“Great. I knew anyone who had taken two of Dr. Takei’s classes would be able to pull it off.” He walked out of the room and I sank into my seat with sweat building up on my forehead. Dr. Takei? I’d never heard of him or her. I’d taken classes with professors whose names were Flowery Summer and The Great Hilda San Tomas. My teachers were former hippies who let us watch movies in class and spent hours practicing the inflections of cartoon characters. I could do a mean Minnie Mouse, but I certainly couldn’t churn out any stats.
I opened the file once again and turned on the computer. I felt like I was going to cry. The words on the pages just made no sense to me. I knew I had to come up with something or I was going to be out on my ear. I had no savings and Katy had just quit her job; there was no way that I could get fired. I had to come up with a plan. One that would use my real educational experience! I got a notepad out and started making a list:
Reasons Why I Didn’t Create The Charts
1. Get really sick—maybe fake faint
2. Pretend that I get a phone call from a family member that is sick
3. Pretend that a spirit has taken over my body
4. Pretend that I have amnesia and forgot
5. Seduce Lewis and hope he forgets
I paused as I wrote number five and thought back to the previous night. I sat back for a second and smiled. I hadn’t known that sex could be so good. It had been amazing. So amazing that my body was still tingling just thinking about it. I looked at my watch and tried to ignore the sad feeling that befell me. Bradley hadn’t called or texted me to see how I was doing. I knew it was irrational to feel upset. I had gone into the date only wanting a one-night stand, but I had hoped that he would have wanted me for more. Maybe he thought I was too young and immature. I sighed. Maybe he just wasn’t that attracted to me. Especially if he had slinky women like that blonde hanging on his arm every night. I wondered if I would ever see him again. It would be nice to just have one more night with him. Another night of passion with him would last me for another six months, at least.
I jumped when Lewis knocked on the door, and I felt my body freeze with fear. Here it comes, I thought. I’m about to be fired.
“We’re up, Sarah.”
“What?” I frowned at him.
“Mr. Green’s back and he wants to see us.”
“Oh?” I paused and clicked some letters on my keyboard. “I’m not quite ready.”
“It doesn’t matter. He wants us in his office now.” Lewis sighed. “Jackson says he’s mad.”
“Jackson?”
“The VP of International Trading.” Lewis grinned. “Sorry. I haven’t introduced you to everyone in the executive team as of yet.”
“Oh, that’s okay.” I stood up. “Is Mr. Green mean?”
Lewis laughed. “Mean doesn’t describe it. He’s a hard-ass personified.”
“Ugh.” I twisted my fingers. “I hope he likes me.”
“Oh, he won’t.” Lewis grinned. “Don’t take it personally. He thinks he’s the only one that can do anything right.”
“I’m guessing you don’t have a great history with him?”
“I respect him, he’s got a multi-billion dollar company but as a person I can’t stand him.” Lewis laughed. “Don’t tell him I told you that though.”
“I won’t.” I laughed with him and we got into the elevator. I was surprised to see Lewis press the button for the fortieth floor.
“I thought he’d be all the way up on the fiftieth floor?” I questioned.
“Nah, he prefers the view from the fortieth.”
“Oh, okay.” We walked out of the elevator and I straightened my skirt. I hoped that I could make the best impression possible. I wanted to impress Mr. Green so that I would be able to keep my job for as long as possible.
As we walked down the hall, I flushed thinking about my make-out session with Bradley. Thank God, Mr. Green had not been back in the office then. Imagine if he would have caught me. I would have been fired on the spot. I frowned. I needed to stop thinking about Bradley. He was too old for me, and he was bad news. Lewis and I stopped outside a closed door at the end of the hallway and Lewis knocked.
“Come in,” a muffled voice called from inside the room and we entered. The office was huge, and I had to admit it had a great view of the city. Almost as impressive as the view that Bradley had in his apartment. I shook my shoulders trying to get him off my mind. Mr. Green was sitting in a large leather chair with his back to us. He lifted a finger up, telling us to wait and he continued with his phone call. Lewis and I stood there awkwardly as Mr. Green talked on the phone and I looked around the office.