Sharing Nicely (23 page)
“Dear God, I do believe you’re enjoying this, you surprising little minx.”
It was a statement not a question so I didn’t answer him. I wasn’t sure how to anyway. I was a whole bundle of contradictory emotions. A sea of passion raged and dipped, crested and broke somewhere deep inside me and I didn’t know where it had come from. I hadn’t known that I had anything of the like within me and I was scared.
“Now, I’m sure you’ll think twice before defying me in future.” He forcefully yanked up my knickers, his fingers brushing over my sensitised flesh. It made me wish that his fingers were stroking me more intimately and I recoiled at the thought. When had I become such a slut?
“You can stand up now, Melissa.”
I stood up and stumbled to the side, the change in orientation obviously too much for me to bear.
“Steady, now,” he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and held me to him. “Have you eaten today?”
“Erm, I think I did, earlier,” I stuttered.
“I know a great pizza place just round the corner.”
“Mario’s?” I asked.
“Ah, you know it too? We should go get a pizza. His pepperoni is exceptional.”
“No, it’s okay, I need to get back to, erm, feed my cat.” I didn’t have a cat. Heck, I couldn’t keep a pot plant alive, never mind a pet. I just wanted to escape his touch before I did something stupid like kiss him.
“Oh, all right but be careful, okay?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“Oh and I’ll see you here in my office at nine a.m. sharp. Don’t be late.”
“Fine.” I pulled away from him and walked to the door, pausing only to pick up my briefcase. I pulled in a deep breath once I got into the corridor, then strode purposefully towards the lift. I had to get home, to get away from the madness. How could I possibly be falling in love with my biggest rival?
I rushed home, ignored the post lying on the mat behind the door. I pushed off my shoes, left them by the sofa and continued across my solid oak floor towards my bedroom. The bed was in the same mussed up state I’d left it in that morning. All my organisational chutzpah went into my work. At home I did nothing and employed a cleaner to come in and keep on top of my mess once a week.
I leapt into bed and scrambled around until I was under the duvet. I didn’t take off my clothes. I knew I didn’t need to. I just lay back, opened my thighs and pushed my fingers into the waistband of my knickers. I didn’t analyse it, didn’t think about it, I just knew I needed to come. The raw sting of my spanking had subsided but my buttocks still felt hot and tight and each time I rocked into my mattress the pain blossomed and it seemed to spur me on.
The orgasm exploded unexpectedly. I was surprised by the memory of his hand clapping down on my arse. I yelped, clenched and released. The tension drained from my body and I lay, staring into the darkness. I waited for my thoughts to quieten down.
I didn’t want to think, I just wanted the week to go quickly. At least I knew it wouldn’t be completely disagreeable, running home to wank had proven that. What worried me more than anything else was the effect that the week would have on me. I wasn’t sure I’d just be able to forget whatever happened. I didn’t want to be changed, I didn’t want to admit to the desires he’d awoken in me. I just wanted to get back to work. I had a plan and Richard Bentley wasn’t going to fuck it up. I wouldn’t let him.
About the Author
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco and Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea Anthologies.
She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker (She is TEB’s resident ‘Naked Chef’) and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories. Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
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