Mr. Sinclair

"Good morning Mr. Sinclair. Here is the report you asked for on the top ten upcoming models of VADE". She placed a file on his desk, hoping to get some kind of response.

He was too busy staring down at his laptop to even notice that someone was standing in front of him.

She waited a little longer, not sure if to call him again or leave. She just got the job and was still getting used to her boss.

"What are you still doing here?" He questioned, without raising his head to look at her.

"Uh, well, I thought, I mean was telling you that I got you the...."

"I heard you". He cut her short.

"Okay Sir, have a nice day" She turned to leave.

"How is that possible?" His voice came from behind her.

She turned back, confused. "Sir?".

"Where is my coffee?" He asked, still having his eyes on his screen.

"Oh I'm so sorry Sir" She hurried out of his office.

***

"Oh no! What have I done? Why didn't I just listen to Mrs. Hubert when she was putting me through all this...oh damn it". She kept on mumbling to herself in front of the coffee machine.

"Hey what's up Jo, how's the new job going?". Came Tom's voice from behind, it startled her cause she thought it was Mr. Sinclair's at first.

"Oh, Tom you scared me... Disastrous is what it is! I can't even get the stupid coffee right. I just can't remember how he likes his coffee, is it black or with milk and sugar, if so, then how many spoons of sugar. And I can't go ask him because then he will think I don't know how to do my job and he will fire me and I really need this job, my entire life depends on this damn coffee right now!"

"Whoa whoa, calm down Jo. You'll be fine. Why don't you just not add anything. Then take some milk and sugar along so he can put it the way he likes it, sound like a good idea?". Tom suggested.

Her face lit up immediately. "Oh Tom you're so smart, you just saved my job thank you". Gave him a friendly hug.

Tom laughed a little. "Calm down, Jo, I'm sure he won't fire you over coffee".

"I don't wanna find out". She sang before walking out the door hurriedly but careful not to spill the coffee.

When she returned, she saw that he already had a cup of coffee in his hand. "Oh, Sir, I'm so sorry, I-I had a little challenge. I'm so sorry for taking long to get your coffee. Did you send someone else to get it for you?" She bit her tongue at the realization that she just questioned her boss.

He raised his head and looked at her from head to toe as if he was just seeing her for the first time that day. For a moment, she was lost in his brown eyes but caught herself fast. He pointed to the table on his right. She followed the direction he pointed in and saw a coffee machine sitting there in the corner.

"That is where you make my coffee". He simply stated and looked back down at his laptop.

"OK, Sir... Sir?"

"What is it, Miss Moore?"

"Your coffee, uhm..." She did not know how to ask that question without sounding idiotic.

"Black, no sugar or milk". He responded, with his eyes now on the report she brought earlier.

"Thank you so much". She smiled and left his office. The rest of the day went on with errands and creating many more reports, business meetings, and little time for chitchat with coworkers.

TWO MONTHS LATER

"Come on, Jo! Let's go to the club tonight, loosen up a little, will ya?". Pleaded Marina, Jolene's coworker, and best friend. It was their lunch break, and thankfully, Mr. Sinclair was not in his office. Jolene had all the time in the world to sit with her buddies at work.

"You know I don't like partying". She whined, reluctant to go with her friends later that night.

"Oh come on, it's not like we're going there to do drugs or something, it's just harmless fun, pretty please". Pushed Marina, that girl never gives up.

"Tom help me out here, tell her I won't go". Jolene pleaded, looking in Tom's direction.

"Well, it has been almost three months since you started working here, it would be nice to go with us once in a while, you know, to relieve stress. I promise you it will be awesome". Tom laughed at her reaction.

"You disappoint me, Tom". Jolene said, defeated. "So, it's a yes?" Asked another of her coworker, Bea.

She sighed "Yes yes".

"Yeah! Woohoo!" Exclaimed her buddies. Her belly turned from anxiety... What does the night hold for her?

Club Fritzzy

The five of them; Tom, Marina, Bea, James, and Jolene walked into the club. Jolene wore a leather jacket over her tight, knee-length, sleeveless black dress, her brown hair was tied up in a ponytail. She applied a little bit of makeup, who knew that the smoky eyeshadow would enhance her big brown eyes and make her way cuter?

Marina and Bea's red dress gave her much anxiety because of the boobs popping out from the top and the length. Those two girls knew how to get a party started. Tom and James on the other hand were more casually dressed; t-shirts and blue jeans.

The dancefloor was packed up. Hanging from the center of the ceiling was a neon light that rotated nonstop. There was a bar to the left side of the hall where people sat to take whatever drinks they wanted. To the far right was a balcony overlooking the dancehall; it was a dimly lit and exclusive area for rich businessmen who came either for private meetings or just to have fun and enjoy the view below.

"Jo! I know the bartender, he can cook us up some drinks asap!" Marina yelled over the loud music.

"You know I don't drink, Mar!" Jolene folded her hands on her chest as she withdrew a little.

"Come on, Jo, you can have just a glass of juice!". Marina urged.

She gave in and followed her buddies to the bar.

They each took their seats.

"Hi Mari" Greeted the bartender to Marina, then he greeted the others.

"Hi Todd, give us the usual, and give her some juice"...She winked at Todd when saying 'juice'. Only the others understood what she meant, Jolene on the other hand was busy looking around, she watched the DJ as he did his thing, mixing different crazy beats at a time to produce an even crazier beat. She felt that she was being watched from somewhere in the club, but could not find who was watching her. She looked around again, but she saw no one. Deciding to shake off the feeling, she turned to her friends who already had drinks in their hands.

"Here you go, newbie!" Teased the bartender as he handed her the glass of juice.

"Haha very funny"...She clapped back. Then she took a sip. On realizing how seriously thirsty she was, she took another sip and soon gulped down the whole content. "That was delicious, give me another one Toddy!". She yelled over the music.

"Coming right up!"...Todd said and got her another glass which she finished.

After three minutes, she began to smile to herself. "Oh man, it's hot in here. Woo!". She took off her jacket, leaving her in her black gown.

"How are you feeling, Jo?"...Asked Marina, laughing with the others.

"I feel so alive!! Whoaa!"

"I told you it would work!" Marina gave Tom a high-five. They had planned to make Jolene loosen up and have fun that night, so Marina had asked Todd to spike Jo's drink so she could not have a reason to be so uptight.

"The DJ is crazy!!! I wanna go dance, woo!!!" Screamed Jolene as she moved towards the center of the dancefloor.

"Maybe she'll finally get laid!". Yelled Marina to Tom as they both watched her get funky. They all joined her on the dancefloor as she danced like crazy.

She was sweating profusely but she didn't care, and her darn hormones were acting up; she was dripping wet! But the music was so good, she kept on dancing.

Soon, a new beat came up and everyone went crazy. Marina and the others got carried away with the music that they forgot to keep an eye on their friend.

"Whooo!!! I wanna rock your world hmm ahh...!" She was singing along to the lyrics and started dancing seductively. Some guys walked up to her and started dancing with her.

"Hey babe, where's your date?"...Asked one of the boys who looked shabby like the other two.

"Auhhh I don't have a date"... She smiled at the boys.

They kept touching her inappropriately but she didn't mind. At least the drink made her not mind. "How about we go somewhere and dance, huh baby girl?"...Said the other guy with fake silver teeth.

"Auugghh, oky doky!"...She answered, totally wasted. Just as the boys were about to drag her by the hand, a gentleman in a suit came up to them.

"She is with me". He simply stated

"But she said she is alone" Challenged the first guy.

"Don't try to play a fast one, we were here first, now back off!". Yelled the guy with fake silver teeth, trying to sound intimidating. He was about to lay his filthy hands on the gentleman but stopped when he saw the tall, huge bouncers standing behind the man in a suit.

"Let her go". Ordered the man, calmly.

On realizing that their plans have failed, the guys ran off with their tails between their legs leaving Jolene unsupported, she almost fell to the ground but the gentleman caught her by the waist.

"Make sure those boys suffer"...He tells one of the bouncers.

"Yes, Mr. Sinclair"... The bouncer responded and ran off.

"Who are you?" Asked a partly conscious Jolene.

He raised an eyebrow at her... "So now you ask? When those dumb boys were trying to take you somewhere for an orgy party, you were gonna let 'em. stupid girl". He carried her up in his arms and left through the VIP door beneath the balcony and placed her in his car's back seat, then drove off to his house.

He parked in front of his mansion, carried her in his strong arms upstairs to his bedroom, and laid her sleeping figure on his bed, then turned around to leave to let her rest. But before he could get to the door, she said something incoherent. He went closer to her in a bid to hear what she was trying to say. "What is it, Miss Moore?". He asked her restless form.

"I'm so fucking horny right now!". She was almost crying.

It shocked him that words like that could ever come out of her seemingly innocent mouth. "Uhm okay".. he turned to leave but she grabbed his hand.

"Don't go! Please, pretty please"...She begged.

"Miss Moore, let go of my hand".

"Just a little, just a little kiss, please, I won't tell, I won't tell mommy, please"... She continued to plead as if her life depends on it.

"Miss Moore, lie down and rest"...He insisted.

"No!"...She jumped on him and began to kiss him. "These clothes are too tight!"... She complained, and went to take them off but he stopped her.

He had read this somewhere that the best way to reduce the sensation was to put the person in a bathtub containing cold water, so he left her there, walked to his bathroom, and turned on the tap to fill the tub. While he was waiting for the water to come up to a reasonable volume. Jolene who had followed him in- continued to attack his neck and chest with kisses, it was so frustrating trying to push her away without hurting her. Finally, he carried her and placed her in the tub.

"I'm so hot!". She squealed, frustrated. After some time, she didn't say anything, just a few murmurs now and then. Suddenly she turned to him and her eyes grew wide with shock. "Mr. Sinclair! You... How...". She began to stutter.

"Calm down Miss Moore". It was obvious the effect of the drug had not worn off completely, but at least she could recognize him. That's an improvement. She kept on staring into his eyes, which made him uncomfortable. Her big brown eyes sparkled in the light.

"Miss Moore, what is the matter?"...

"You have beautiful brown eyes, Mr. Sinclair, and you remind me of my favorite ice cream". She grinned like a kid. He dipped his hand inside the water to feel if it was still cold. It had become room temperature, so he thought to change it. "Mr. Sinclair, what are you doing?"...She asked, still lying in the tub.

"You are still not fine".

"Why do you say that?!"...She whined.

"Because you're still talking nonsense"... He walked out of the bathroom leaving her in the tub. He went to call his friend who is a medical doctor, he thought he could handle it but it seemed too much for him for the first time in his life.

By the time he got back into the bathroom with his phone in hand, he was dumbfounded. There she was in all her glory, her wet clothes on the floor. She had absolutely nothing on her. Her wet hair stuck to her skin, her round, full, perky breasts were reaching out to him.

He looked away quickly. "There's a robe hung near the door, wear it". He walked out, shutting the bathroom door behind him, then went downstairs to his living room, needing to get busy with work. After a few minutes, he heard someone coming down the stairs. Hoping to find her more covered, he turned his head toward the staircase Only to find her still naked. This annoyed him, he stood up facing her. "Enough of your antics! Was this your plan all along? Listen to me, Miss Moore, I am a business-minded man and not a cheap boss as you think. Now, go put on the clothes I left on top of the bed" He raised his voice at her but she was unfazed by his harsh voice. She walked slowly toward him with every word he said. "Are you deaf, Miss Moore?!"... She didn't answer.

When she reached him, it was as though his feet were nailed to the floor. She held onto his neck and pulled his face to hers. Their lips were near each other but she did not kiss him yet, she only gazed upon his handsome face. A small part of him was anticipating her kiss but the logical part wanted to push her away. "You are afraid to kiss me, Mr. Sinclair"....She stated confidently.

"Why would-"

"Ssshhhh... Hush, Mr. Sinclair. Prove that you're not afraid and kiss me".

"Miss Moore, I don't need to prove anything to you, now stop-"

Before he could get the words out of his mouth, she kissed him. Her lips were like cherry, soft yet firm. She bit his lips to give him a bittersweet experience, her tongue played with his as it sensually moved in his mouth. The feeling was heaven for him despite having kissed so many girls before. Just then, she moaned in his mouth, that was the straw that broke the camel's back. He deepened the kiss and she wrapped her arms around his neck to draw him closer.

She ended the kiss abruptly, leaving him wanting more. "Mr. Sinclair, meet me in the bedroom" She turned back towards the stairs and walked seductively away from him. Giving him a clear view of her round butt.

His senses were going haywire. He knew he needed to resist but his body already had a mind of its own and the bulge in his pants was proof. He was never one to be seduced by a woman but there was something about her tonight, she was bold and daring unlike the Miss Moore he sees at the office and it turned him on the more. Before logic could set in, his legs carried him up to his bedroom where he found her lying on his bed.

She smiled at the sight of him. "I thought you wouldn't come Mr. Sinclair". She teased. He walked up to his seductress as she got down from the bed.

"Miss Moore, this better be the last time".

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