It’s inappropriate beyond measure, I know, but I can’t help it.
My hand rises and lowers over my cock, and I imagine that it’s her dainty hand with her pink fingernails. I close my eyes and picture her on her knees in front of me, looking up at me through those thick eyelashes as she pleasures me.
I wonder how she’d react to praise. Even in the office, she’s always aiming to please. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’d get off to a ‘good girl’here or there.
I turn around and lean my back against the shower wall, my cock still in my death grip as I stroke it, all the while pretending it's her. My desire for her continues to climb until my body is trembling against the pleasure of my hand stroking up and down.
Fuck, Whitney, such a good girl for me.
With a loud grunt, I come, spilling down into the draining water of the shower. My chest rises and falls with pleasure, and I lean back against the shower wall again, cursing myself.
I take a deep breath and shake my head at myself.I can’t be falling for an employee. It crosses every professional line and puts both of our jobs at risk. But I can’t stop myself, either.
I am so fucked.
Whitney
“What is this?”I ask once I make it to my desk Thursday morning. For once, Theo is here before me. He looks up from whatever he’s working on to see what I’m asking about. In a smooth movement, he pushes back his chair and walks out of the office.
In a way that is sexy enough to be sinful, he leans on his doorframe, slides his hands into his slack pockets, and hits me with an amused grin. “What is what?”
I point at the potted plant sitting on my desk. “That.”
“It’s an orchid.”
I roll my eyes. “Yes, I can see that. Butwhymight be a better question.”
“As a thank you for speaking out when the board started attacking me yesterday,” Theo says. He gives me a soft smile. “I thought I would be a shoo-in, given my resume and the initial plan I had presented to them. I wasn’t expecting the transition to be so…rough.”
“Elena is an old bat,” I explain, waving my hand. “She wasalways riding Mr. Peterson about the stupidest things too. Every time she opens her mouth, something negative rolls out.”
“Well, even still,” Theo says, crossing his arms over his chest. The movement makes his biceps bulge, and though they’re covered by his light gray work shirt, I can tell he puts a lot of time in at the gym. For whatever reason, that fact makes my palms sweaty. “I appreciate it. So, this is my thank you.”
I look at the potted flower in front of me. The blossoms are wide open, each petal displaying its own intricate, violet pattern. The elegance of the flower is not lost on me, and I find myself staring at it, getting lost in the gesture.
“It really is beautiful,” I whisper, still tracing over the purple streaks and dots weaving across the blossom with my gaze.
“A beautiful flower for a beautiful assistant,” Theo says. His words finally draw my attention back to him, and I swallow thickly, noting that my cheeks are burning. He’s watching me with an unreadable expression and a gleam in his eyes.My heart rate seems to pick up and my mouth goes dry as I clasp my fingers tightly in front of me.
We hold each other’s gaze up until the point where it almost becomes uncomfortable. Finally, he pushes himself off the doorway. “Guess we better get to work. I’ve got a deadline to meet.” He shoots me a wink and then disappears back into his office.
I look back to the flower as my computer boots up, still a little wonderstruck from the encounter. My mind is racing, wondering if there is any other hidden meaning to Theo’s gift this morning. To distract my thoughts from straying too far, I do an internet search on the care and feeding of orchids, jot a few notes down on a sticky pad, and put it on the plant. It’s not difficult. Surely, I can keep this thing alive.
I don’t have the best track record when it comes to plants, but I am well and determined to do my best with this one.
No one has given me flowers before.
It’s a sad fact at my tender age of twenty-seven, and yet, it’s the truth.
Though I’ve had my fair share of relationships, I have yet to find a man who also noted the significance of simple gestures, such as gifting flowers.
Who knew I just needed to get a new boss to experience this life milestone?
For the rest of the day, my eyes keep being drawn toward the flower, and I catch myself smiling to myself one too many times. My thoughts stray to my little listagain,thinking of the second thing that Theo’s crossed off.
Number 5: Random Acts of Kindness
Two weeks go by, and surprisingly, I don’t kill the orchid. Much to my satisfaction, the beautiful buds are still holding strong. As if acting as a beacon, it’s one of the first things I see when I step out of the elevator on our floor, and it reminds me of the way he grinned at me as he called me beautiful. Every morning, it brings a smile to my face and I’m happy to have something to brighten up my day right away.Though, with the euphoric feeling comes a lingering curiosity, and I wonder if he feels a similar attraction to me as I feel to him. I try to reason with myself and play it off as Theo just being friendly, but still, the possibility is there.
