FALLEN | By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 5186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 7 I have to get something special to wear to the office the day he arrives home from Spain. I wanted to get something sexy but tasteful enough to wear to work. The outfit I decided on was going to shock and impress. I usually very strict about the type of clothing I wear to work. Skirts always to the knee and things of that nature but this would be the day for a change of pace. I bought a sort of thigh high skirt. Your typical button down blouse with a wide collar but the button didn’t start until around about the nips. The outfit looked so nice that I picked up a new pair of stilettos to go with it. I normally don’t wear stilettos to the office but this day would be a special occasion. I went to Laperla to buy new undies and a piece of lingerie for when I did get the courage to seduce him. As the day steadily approached I got more nervous. We were talking every night and things were getting more spicy by the minute. Three hours before Vin is to arrive back in the office. I have butterflies. I was so excited I couldn’t sleep last night. I had terrible bags under my eyes. Sitting at my desk I tried top myp my mind off him walking through the door. Finally the moment arrived. He walked into the office, my heart stopped beating. I didn’t know what to do. Greet him like a boss, like a friend, a lover. As he walked by my desk the smell of Escape for men filled the air. He knew I couldn’t resist that cologne from our phone conversation. Maybe he was listening. He didn’t even speak but flashed me a smile. We practically had phone sex the last night and I couldn’t get a warmer greeting. A few minutes later he returned to my desk. "How are you today?" I hear from behind me. I could feel his words vibrate through my body. "Fine. How are you?" I say spinning around in my chair. "Fine," he says smirks and walks away. This is how we reach today. It’s been and eventful ride but things were going great. Now you see why the chances of us having a professional relationship had crashed and burned. It was like high school all over again. Rushing to work just to see his face. Sharing smile and winks by the water cooler. We were trying to keep our relationship on the low, for the obvious reason that he’s my boss. It made things exciting, sneaking a kiss in the supply room, it was damn erotic. Things were going great but I was getting a tired of hanging around the house . I was hoping he would ask me out but I could understand his reluctance. The crowds that followed him when he went out was enough to keep anyone in. I was saved when Angie got a promotion and decided to have a get together at her house to celebrate.
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