chapter 4

Chapter 4

CAROL.

Susan walks into the kitchen, looks for her purse on the counter, and takes out her cell phone.

"Wait! What are you doing?"

"Wait a moment." She gestures before leaving the living room and heading to the front door on the lower part of the house. I hear the door open but it never closes.

She has always been a good friend, sister, and companion. Always trying to fix everything. I leave her to her own devices as I set out to tidy up the mess I have in the living room. Thinking that I would soon have to leave my place made me feel nostalgic. It was a simple and comfortable apartment; it only had a bedroom, a private bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen together. And a small workshop downstairs, next to the front door. I would really miss this place.

Once everything is organized, I leave the glasses and plates in the sink and start to wash them.

"Done!"

I jump in surprise, I didn't hear her come in.

"What?" I ask cautiously, seeing that wolfish smile on her beautiful face.

"You will work with my father." I roll my eyes.

"Oh, no, that's not happening! We've already talked about this, Susan. I won't work for him. Your father barely speaks to me, I can't do this."

"So, you'd prefer to leave?" Mmm, she had a good point.

"For heaven's sake, you know I wouldn't. Of course not. But..."

"But nothing. I already talked to him. At first, he didn't like it, but then I reminded him that he doesn't have a secretary and you don’t have a job and he immediately agreed."

"Susan!"

"And that's not all." She says excitedly.

"Oh, really?" I mutter, turning away, the worst had already happened. He didn't want to work with me, he only agreed because his daughter had to beg him. How foolish of me to allow myself to fantasize about him.

"No. This week you will move in with him to the house. Well, he still doesn't know I plan to leave... but it doesn't matter. You will live there for as long as you need, while you stabilize economically and figure out where to go."

"Did I hear that right?"

I finish what I'm doing and turn to find Susan watching me.

"I celebrated victory too quickly. The worst is yet to come."

The woman is ready to fight if I refuse anything she is suggesting. Leaning on the kitchen island with her chin up and a challenging look, Susan waits.

"Don't play that card with me, you know it doesn't work."

"In this case, yes. You need it, and besides, dad will need it too, he just doesn’t know it yet. But once I’m gone, I know he'll feel very lonely at home. With you, both can keep each other company."

I open my mouth a couple of times with nothing intelligent to say, and finally close it.

She really has no idea what she's doing. Will and I under the same roof was a "sweet temptation."

"There, I win!" She gives a victory shout as she gathers her things, rounds the island, and hugs me. "I have to go, it's late."

"What?" I look at the clock on the microwave, Six-thirty. How quickly the hours pass. "Are you leaving already?"

"Dinner at home, remember?" She gives me a smile before leaving the kitchen. I follow her to the edge of the stairs as I watch her descend them, stopping to look at me when she reaches the last step.

"Tomorrow, eight o'clock at dad's office. 15th floor. Marta, the receptionist, knows you'll be coming. Tell the security guards that Mr. Reyes is expecting you. Goodbye, sweetheart!" She winks and blows me a kiss. She opens the door and leaves, just before I can hear that sneaky locking noise.

I stay stunned in the same place, thinking.

"This will be a temptation hell."

After taking a long shower, I search my closet for something comfortable to wear: in the end, I decide on black underwear and a loose Warren Street University t-shirt. I finish combing my long dark hair, go to the kitchen for some food. I make a quick tuna sandwich and orange juice and take it to my room with my cell phone.

While having dinner, I check the time on my cell phone screen, nine fifteen. I decide to send Susan a text message to see how things went.

Me:

How's dinner going?

The response came almost immediately.

Susan:

I'm still at it. I'll stop by the office tomorrow and tell you. Kisses.

I stare at the screen completely stunned.

"Tomorrow I start my new job."

Suddenly, my hunger disappears and is replaced by a horrible craving to see Will. I leave everything on the bedside table and lie down. I close my eyes, letting the memory of our chance encounter take over my mind, and unleash my hot imagination...

I run my hands over my sensitive breasts, caressing the tips of my neglected and tight nipples, giving myself some pleasure. I imagine it's Will's hands pulling on them, while he looks into my eyes. I see that fire in his gaze that I like so much... A burning desire about to explode. He lowers his face and buries it in my neck, his lips trail along my collarbone sucking and biting all the way to my tight breasts, just the simple touch of his tongue makes me moan with pleasure. I twist under the soft and hot touch of his mouth, I'm on the verge of screaming in exquisite ecstasy. He moves his hand down to my crotch, aside my panties to find that exact spot that he knows will drive me crazy.

I am completely wet, very wet. I just want that older man to take me, and as if reading my mind, he runs two of his fingers through my wet crevice playing with the moisture of my vagina, teasing me.

I open my eyes and he is watching me, with a teasing look and a half-smug smile on his beautiful face. Without warning, he inserts two fingers into me and gives me the pleasure I so desperately want. I moan, arching on the bed as I seek that orgasm so desperately. He knows what I want and he gives it to me. He rubs his thumb on my clitoris and that's it. The orgasm explodes in gentle waves throughout my body. He continues devouring my nipples.

Unknowingly, I fall asleep, wishing it was all real...