Cheated by the CEO

* Best CEO ever, Mark Molt!!! *

*clap, clap, clap*

Everyone applauded as Mark stood in the centre of the law firm. He smiled from ear to ear, showing of his deep dimples. He was every girls dream guy, but he was also a married man with kids. The ultimate party animal. With hair so black and sleek and a well chiseled face, he could be called God's gift to women. His eyes so blue like the deepest ocean and lips that invited you in, woman had to fight the urge that he is a happily married man. The only motivation they had to remind them was the white gold band on his ring finger. He sipped his whiskey that his best friend, Charlie handed him as he looked around the room. Everyone was stunning, including the ugly duckling of the firm, Jessica Brown.

As a joke, they gave her a gift box to hand him. She walked through the crowd stumbling in her heels. This was not her usual get up. She usually had her hair up in a messy bun, formal baggy pants, long bulky sweaters and pumos but today she looked like a minx.

As she reached closer towards him, a foot stuck out and she stumbled across the floor almost throwing herself at him.

Mark expertly grabbed her in his arms as her hair brushed his face. Jessica looked up at him, embarrassed. Her white cheeks now red as a tomato. The gift she was carrying dropped onto the floor and opened up revealing a leopard print male thong and handcuffs.

Everyone roared in laughter as Charlie picked up the items in the air for everyone to see. Mark knew this was a joke. His office staff always preyed on the weak and unfortunately for the last 6 months it was Jessica.

Jessica looked at the items and then at Mark, a single tear slipped her eye as she dashed to the bathroom stumbling along the way.

Before she reached the bathroom, the heel on ther red stiletto gave in and she fell onto the hard tiled floor.

* crack*

Her ankle twisted and she laid sprawled on the floor. The pain radiated up her calf as she tried to sit up.

A large set of hands picked her up swiftly and placed her on a nearby chair. She looked into the deep blue eyes of her saviour. His face was in a frown," why on earth would you be wearing a shoe you can't walk in, let alone run in?".

Jessica stared at him blankly, she was in so much pain her brain could not process the words coming out of his mouth. He straightened her leg.

"Ouch", Jessica cried.

Mark ran his hand over her ankle and asked her to wiggle her toes, " seems like nothing is broken, just a minor sprain".

He called Charlie and asked him to take her to the hospital and thereafter to her home to rest.

" Please recover, your health is important" Mark said as he turned around and headed back to the party.

Jessica's heart warmed at his concern which was short lived. Charlie steadied her on her feet and swung her arm around his neck forcing her to hop on her right leg to the elevator. He was annoyed. He would be missing the party because of this ugly fugly duckling.

He took her to the Emergency room at Winston private hospital. " What's yout husbands number", he asked rolling his eyes. Jessica called out the numbers as he dailed.

After two rings the call was picked up.

" Hello, is this Mr Brown?, it's Jessica's managing supervisor at work. Please can you fetch your wife from Winston private hospital, she has a sprained ankle".

" And so what must I do, she shouldn't have even been at that party in the first damn place. After hours, shaking her damn ass at work while I'm watching our daughter............. It's not my problem" Simon Brown shouted through the phone before hanging up.

Jessica could tell by the look on Charlie's face that the conversation did not go well. She knew her husband was a good for damn nothing, but that was her everyday life. Charlie looked at her with pity, " guess I will be dropping you at home fugly".

Jessica hung her head in shame. This was her third job in one year. She always tried to hide her situation but it always became the reason behind her resignations, which were one too many.

She felt she could never make it on her own as a single parent so she just stayed with him. She played with her fingers for as she decided to submit her resignation.

Charlie waited in the waiting area as the doctor tended to her swollen foot, gently wrapping it in a crepe bandage and giving her a pethedine injection.

The nurse called Charlie in,"Sir, your wife has just been given a strong painkiller and may be disoriented and drowsy for a while. She requires lots of bed rest. You can take her home".

Charlie did not correct the nurse," He is definitely not her husband" he thought to himself. He looked at her drowsy face and his heart sank just thinking about her situation.

He wanted to help. She maybe the office ugly duckling, but she is a person after all. His conscious got the better of him. As he drove her home he wracked his brains trying to think of ways to help her.

After twenty long silent minutes he pulled into her driveway. It was a rund down building. His face was wrinkled with worry, as he looked at the shabby blocks of flats. This was a nice area ane this building stuck out like a sore thumb.

He gently lifted a sleepy Jessica and carried her to her apartment.

After the conversation he had with Simon, he knew that this would not go well. He stood at the door gathering his courage. This was not what he signed up for.

Back at the Party, Mark Molt gulped down glass after glass of the finest alcohol. The music played loudly whilst everyone danced, married or not they were all grinding up on each other. A sexual song suddenly came on. It was ''Monifah,Touch it''.Mark sat crossed legged on the office chair when he felt delicate fingers trace around his neck and shoulders.There was someone singing in his ears. This secy voice sending shivers uo his soine awakening desire within him. He wondered who it could be.It was Joey Bloom, dressed in a mini skirt, halter neck top and high heals.

Her cleavage was popping out of her shirt, as she turned him around in his chair. Everyone knew Mark always had atleast one good fling at every office party. He already slept with most of the woman in the firm.They all slept with him willingly.Every woman wanted a part of Mark Molt.The ladies always gossiped that he was a stallion in bed.Joey Bloom did not get her chance ,she was always outrun by the other woman, but it looked like tonight would be her night. Tonight she grew bold and made her move.He loved the attention as she sensually gave him a lap dance, flaunting her breasts in his face. Although everyone was already bumping and grinding to the music, all the men in the room had their attention fixed on their boss. They burned with jealousy as this sexy devil uncrossed his legs and started grinding her ass on his crotch while her hands roamed his body freely. She licked her lips seductively and she leaned in and flickered her tongue over his ear.All that seductive pornographic content she watched over the week, she tried out now. He could feel he the strain in his pants.She felt she nailed it, and sealed the deal of being his woman tonight. His thoughts and worry about the ugly duckling had dispersed from his brain.

But Joey had competition, Susan White stood in clear view of him as she undressed and lay on a table as the guys placed shooters all over her body for her boss to indulge in. She batted her eyelashes and pouted inviting him in. He was amused and looked at the beauty in front of him.

Suddenly he grabbed Joey up and held her in his arms, he kissed her soft lips and whispered in her ears. He gently placed her on his chair and walked up to Susan, leaning down he sipped the shooter from the glass between her breasts, she giggled and the glass on the stomach spilled and the clear liquid reached he clean shaven crotch. John smirked and lapped up every bit of alcohol. After he completed all the drinks on her body he was completely drunk and leaned down and whispered into her ear. She immeditely go up and dressed, smelling of alcohol she put her arm on his, he was in total heaven. He pulled out his phone and called his driver. Lighting up a cigar and taking a large pull, he blew out rings of smoke. He bid farewell to his staff,'' Please enjoy the party'', he looked at Stanley in the corner who was already chatting up a petite blonde and reminded him to call the cleaner to clean up their mess in the morning.

With Susan on his arm he walked towards Joey and she swung her arm around his. With a lady on each arm he left to the elevator, taking it to the ground floor where is limousine awaited them.

He could not restrain himself any longer and undressed both woman, grabbing them wildly. They did not complain,Susan was used to his hard ways. squeezing and biting. Joey was excited by the thrill of having an experience with another man other than her husband. She would let him have his way with her even if its rough.

They pulled up to his private house, one of many that he owned.

They all were naked before they reached the bedroom, he couldn't restrain himself any longer and took them both to the bedroom having his own sick way with them together.

As the morning sunlight shone through the net curtains, both woman woke up in the large king size bed, naked as new born babies. Mark was gone.Two White pills lay on either side of the pedastels , a glass of water each and a note,'' Please take these, we do not want any mistakes, if you don't , I will know and you will bear the consequences''.

Both woman knew their boss well, he was not one to be messed around with. They took the pills, swallowed it with their glasses of water and looked at each other. They both were drunk and desperate last night. They felt sore but dare not complained.'' Last night was amazing''Susan chirped, although she felt her most intimate parts were bruised and swollen.Joey agreed with her although she felt the same. After having having a shower, Susan applied the cream , she always carried in her bag to cool her swollen areas.

Joey was unprepared for this, once she took a shower, she dressed and immediately left to he pharmacy.

Susan smiled, atleast her problem was solved she could sit for breakfast. But this was short lived.

A maid entered the room,'' Ah, I see you are dressed and ready, I will show you to the door, master wants you out before 8am. Lets get going now. Susan was clearly annoyed and balled her fists as she stomped angrily out of the house.

'' This was just a booty call, what did you expect, a buffet breakfast and a proposal? you have been doing this for years, and each time is the same, why whould this time be any different, I am just a side dish, the office party bang. Now I have to compete with Joey slut!!!!'' Susan thought to herself angrily as she walked to the side of the road and stopped a cab to go home. She needed to bath and clean herself thoroughly before her husband got home.

*Knock, knock*

As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb.

He heard the lock on the doot turn and out came a stubby man. Round as a barrel, smelling of cheetos. It was an unpleasant sight and smell. He had never seen such a disgusting person in his life before living in an apartment. He belonged on a street corner, begging for change.

" So YOU brought her home. Did you have a good time, was it so good she sprained her ankle and fell asleep".

Just leave her on the bed as he motioned Charlie to leave her on their bed. He left her down gently. He walked to the living room to see that everything was a mess. There was dishes piled on the coffee table, clothes in the floor and beer cans piled next to the couch. Charlie handed him the painkiller pills for Jessica and left. He felt sorry for her. He believed no one deserves to live like a pig. He assumed her husband did not work, judging by the cans on the floor. He couldn't have drank those in one afternoon.

He could not help but wonder why on earth would she want to stay with a douche bag like that. He remembered she has a child. But he still felt that was no excuse. Tonight she didn't look like the ugly duckling she usually was. She may lack some confidence, but there is definitely room for change. As he got into the car to leave, he realised her coat was still on the seat. He decided to run back up and return her jacket. He knocked again at her door, this time much calmer. Softly. He did not want to cause any more trouble for her.

'' So loverboy is back, here to have more fun? She is still asleep, what ever you did to her she is too exhausted for me to get lucky with her tonight'', Mr Brown spat out sarcastically. He laughed from within his stomach as if he wanted Charlie to shiver at his remark.

''Actually sir, I am here to drop of her coat'', he said with utmost politeness. He turned around to leave when he felt a hand on his back,'' You dare come here after sleeping with my wife, lying that she was hospitalised'', Mr Brown swung his fist but Charlie was still young and agile, he dodged it with ease. Looking at the man in front of him he decided to walk away.'' I will take you to court for coming in between a happy marraige, breaking a home, sleeping with my wife'', Mr brown screamed down the hall. Charlie turned around and walked straight up to the man who spat out blatent lies.'' What did you say?'' his eyes grew cold as he questioned the pathetic figure in front of him.

'' I said, You dare come here after a night of fun with my wife!!! Have you no shame, you bed my wife, she looks drugged, so you drugged my wife and took advantage of her. I should be reporting you'' he spoke in a pathetically strained voice.

*Smack*

Charlie could not help himself, anger rose within him and he slapped the man in front of him. The force was so great that he misbalanced and fell onto the hard wood floor. Mr Brown held his face and cowered on the floor. He was in shock.

''Mr Brown , you dare question my character, you accuse me of all these lies you imagine? '' Charlie spoke firmly.'' Your wife is my colleague, she had injured herself at the office party and was treated at Winston private hospital'', He pulled out the discharge papers drom his pocket and flung it in the mans face.

''The next time you dare accuse your wife, remember the slap I gave you, you are truely a pathetic scumbag'', with that being said, Charlie turned around and walked out of the building. He was angry at the remarks that was made by Jessica's husband. Mr brown was really a peice of work. He felt sorrier for Jessica and hoped that her husband would come to his senses.

taking a deep breath, he looked at his watch, 1am. He jumped into his car, lit a cigarette and drove home. As he drove home his mind still wondered about Jessica's situation. He thought deeply about why she would ever stay with a man like that. He was vile. He came up with different theories. Was it because of her child? Did she love him? Is he abusive and she is terrified to leave? Is she being blackmailed? He wondered if her husband loved her or was he just using her? Was he just enjoying his life at her expense? And she allowed him to. His mind just thought of so much possibilities when it came to her situation. By what he had seen and heard tonight he figured that Jessica was a crazy person to stay with him. She was so quiet and pitiful at work that he felt sorry for her. She was the office joke because she lacked self esteem. She lacked self esteem because of her situation at home. How can anyone Ble her for being so timid,so shy and withdrawn. His heart just broke thinking about her situation. He was thankful that his children did not have to endure any such situation like this. He loved his wife and she loved him in return. They have the perfect balance of their love life and their family life. He guessed it all came down to the partner you choose. They must have the same goals and visions as you do. And his wife definitely did.