Under my boss' table - страница 2

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I really wanted to become his lover, well, at least once! I mentally pictured myself in his strong male embrace, in the touch of his hands and lips. I fell asleep and woke up thinking about him. I thought of various plans on how to approach him, but didn't dare.

Four months later, I was still going crazy for my boss. And then there was an opportunity: his birthday. It was planned that at night the whole team would be invited to the restaurant and there I would put all my charm to work! I was going to do my best to get him!

I did my hair nicely and put on a sexy open-back dress. Of course, he was present at the restaurant with his wife.

I wanted to sink to the ground of jealousy! I was burning with envy for her! She wasn't ugly, but she couldn't be called too beautiful either. So there she was, a normal girl, of which there are so many.

Throwing my wicked glances, I soon found myself thinking that I was so addicted to the boss that I couldn't imagine my life without him. Between us there was only her, his beloved wife.

The evening was lost and I became sad, but after a while, happiness smiled at me, as she went home. I decided not to waste my time. First, I asked him to dance and he didn't turn me down.

“My God, I'm dancing with the best man on the planet!” I thought.

At one point, he closed his eyes and pressed himself against my hair. I felt him smelling it. Our bodies were so close that I felt the movement on his shoulders too!

We danced and it seemed to me that at that moment we were more united than ever! But when the music ended, I looked at him. He was completely indifferent. Of course, he congratulated me and thanked me for the dance.

The rest of the evening I was with him and I thought he might be interested. He smiled and was amused. I had already imagined how we would meet the dawn together. How he would hug me and kiss me. I really wanted this.

All the guests started to go home and I happened to ask him if I could go in his car. He did not refuse again, and I already thought that half the job was done, because it was already a success. It's just me and him in the car, just the two of us!

He said that he had to stop by the office and drop something off. But it didn't matter at all. I decided that I would tell him my feelings.