The Truth Behind The Lies (12 page)

“I did.” He stood. I stood. We were standing.

He was wearing a pinstripe suit. I was wearing a pinstripe suit. We were sort of matching. It was weird. His suit was so blue it was almost black. He was wearing a rusty peach shirt underneath his suit jacket. I had never actually come across that color before today. Did it have a name? He looked shitty sharp, dapper don, all that and a bag of Doritos with hot sauce.

“Thank you for the flowers.” Should I have called him? I reckoned I would thank him in person. Was that proper etiquette? “They are lovely.” I said to squash my rabid thoughts.

“You’re welcome.” He looked down at the flowers and dismissed my appreciations. His eyes were back on me. “You look pretty tasty this afternoon. Step from behind the desk. I want to see you from head to toe.”

I did as commanded. I was sharp as an office tack. At least I thought so. I even did a full pageant turn. I stood there smiling. Bash wasn’t smiling at all. Why? I wonder.

He turned his back on me and headed for the door. Where is he going?

Nowhere.

His hand moved to the doorknob. He locked my office door. He turned back to me. His eyes barred into mine stealing my breath. Oh my.

“I missed you.” He proclaimed.

“I missed you too.”

“It’s lunch time.” He spoke what was obvious in this time zone.

“Yeah it is.”

“I thought I would eat you. I recall you texting me last night. Something about tasting your other lips.”

Shit! Did I say that?

He stalked toward me in only a few long strides. He was all up on me. Oooohhh yeah, in my Jodeci voice. His lips were glued to mine. I can’t think. He twirled me around until my butt was on the edge of my desk. His fingers had free roam of my body. He meandered his hands onto my thighs. He raised my skirt and…

“Bash.” I sighed into his mouth. How quickly I felt his warm fingertips graze my panties. “Oh Bash.”

He removed his lips and left me wanting more. I looked up at him.

“I’m starving.” He whispered into the air.

No Blondie, I’m the one that’s starving. He gazed into my eyes and as he lowered himself down to his knees without losing eye contact. Oh my. My pussy was on hot alert. My stomach was doing cartwheels. Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?

His hands pushed my skirt all the way up my waist. He was staring at the black lace that covered my throbbing pussy. He pushed his nose in first. I heard him take in a whiff of me. He actually sniffed my pussy.

Okay. Oh my. Alright. One of my legs shook in my heels.

Thick fingertips skimmed my hips and hooked into the sides of my panties. He started slowly pulling them down my legs. I was so glad it was summertime. I always keep my pussy shaved low in the summer.

Bash slapped my calf muscle. Oh! That was my cue to step out of my panties. I did, one pump at a time.

The door was locked. He made sure of it. Janice would never let any calls through during my lunch hour or when I had someone in my office. I can breathe. I can stand here and take this. I’m brave enough for this. I hope I am. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.

Bash quickly removed his suit jacket and tossed it on my desk.

He grabbed my right leg and draped it over his shoulder. My pussy was open for business. He kissed my lower lips gently. I felt light-headed. He nibbled lightly teasing me. I thought I would faint. He only put chaste pecks on my swollen pussy lips.

My ass pressed into the edge of my desk. I wanted more. I raked my fingers into his hair and he stopped. He looked up at me and glared. I held my breath.

His face dove back into me. This time he took my clit into his mouth and sucked it hard. He tapped his pliable tongue over it and sucked it into his mouth again.

Oh my!

He moved down and pushed his tongue into my drenched hole. He pressed his entire face in as far as he could. His tongue licked my insides in circles and he lapped all my wetness into his hungry mouth. The tip of his nose tickled my clit and sent shockwaves to my toes.

I heard panting and realized it was me. The lone foot I had on the carpet began to shake. Bash noticed and grabbed my leg and hooked it over his shoulder. Both of my legs dangled over the muscles of his back. I threw my head back as pure ecstasy started to roll over my body. I stifled my screams. I didn’t want to lose my job. I did want to cum all over Bash’s face. I wanted to give him want he came here for.

He gracefully lifted me on top of my desk. I leaned back after he cleared a path for me to lay back. This felt too good. I needed more. I grabbed a handful of his blonde locks and forced him deeper inside me. I twisted my hips and started fucking his face. This made him go wild. His face was wet with so much of my juice. This is more than I expected from him. I don’t know what I expected. I guess it wasn’t Bash with a face full of my wet pussy.

I wanted to scream out but I couldn’t. I wanted to explode all over his face and that’s what happened. A tremor hit my body and I shook so hard my dangling shoe fell off and hit Bash in the back.

Oh yes.

Bash soothingly licked me clean as I tried to settle my breathing. He waited for me to stop shaking before he pulled back. He removed my legs from his shoulders. He reached back, grabbed my shoe and placed it on my foot. I sat up.

He rose to his feet, towering over me. I stood up on my feet and watched him. He removed a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at the sleek mess I had placed on his face.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.” I said as I pulled my hitched-up skirt down.

Bash reached down and grabbed my panties off the carpet. “Can I keep these?”

“Yes.”

He stuffed my panties in his pants pocket. He grabbed his suit jacket off my desk. I watched as he put his arms in the sleeves. He did everything in such a regal way.

“I need to take you to get something to eat. Pizza?”

“Yes.”

“Nina.”

“Yes.”

“You get really quiet after you cum. I’ve seen this reaction once before.” He meant when we were in my car. “Let’s go to lunch.”

“Okay I just need to go to the bathroom.”

“Okay.” He nodded.

“It’s down the hall.” I grabbed my purse from the bottom drawer. Bash took a step back to let me walk pass him. I noticed the flowers had moved close to the edge of my desk. I pushed them back a bit. Bash followed me to the door. I unlocked it and we both left my office.

NINA

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TUESDAY
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I made plans to visit with Bash at his job around noon. I wouldn’t be giving him any oral pleasures. That was not on the agenda, just a quiet lunch in his office. I hope he didn’t think I was going to return the favor. I just wasn’t there yet. I wanted to do some nasty things to this man but thinking it and getting there were in constant opposition.

I picked up sandwiches from the deli and brought them to his office so we could eat together. Bash tried to give me his credit card number to pay for them. I get it but it seemed stupid. It was lunch. It was less then twenty dollars. He had spent enough money on me. I knew he wasn’t a stingy or cheap guy.

I had to admit I was nervous. I had been to a man’s job before but it is rare to be invited. I know a lot of men have their side chicks at their workplace. It is so fucked up but it happens.

I arrived at the building that held one of Bash’s companies. There wasn’t a name on the building just numbers. He called it headquarters. I parked in his designated parking space because he instructed me to. He had a block of five parking spaces.

The building was huge and the parking lot was jammed parked. If I hadn’t parked in one of his spaces I would have had to walk five minutes just to get to the entrance.

They had better security in this office building than the one I worked. It made me wonder exactly what Bash did. All I knew was he was a software developer. Shrugs all across the board because I don’t really know what that means.

I rode the elevator up to the twenty-third floor. That’s where his office was housed. He had the corner office with the best view. I’m pretty sure of that and he probably mentioned it in conversation.

He told me his business accompanied the top nine floors. I would think that means they’re pretty big. The place was modern and upscale but not too gigantic and stuffy. I got out the elevator and headed toward his office. His instructions were simple and concise. I didn’t get lost.

I walked into the glass doors of his reception area. His secretary was sitting there. She smiled at me like she was expecting me.

I couldn’t remember her name. Bash had mentioned her in conversation. She was about fifty-five and a little on the heavy side. Her hair was dyed reddish brown and tightly curled.

“Ms. Norwood. How are you today?”

“I’m great.” He told her about me, I guess. She knows my name.

“Mr. Vandervol is waiting. You can go right in.” She pointed at a set of double doors.

“Thank you.” I smiled at the lady. Bash didn’t have a big boobs twenty-year-old secretary and I have to admit I like that. I don’t compete with other women and that’s exactly why David and I are no more. I will hand a man over in a minute. I don’t want to hand Bash over to anybody. I want to keep him. No returns. No refunds. No exchanges.

The secretary must have buzzed me in. I never heard a buzzing sound but I did hear a slight click of the locks. I walked inside and at the end of a dim hall was another set of doors. This had to be his office. They were fancy cherry wood double doors. That were closed and they looked like his taste. I wasn’t sure I truly knew his taste but the doors were sleek and elegant but not too flashy. I forgot. He does have a Porsche. So he has a little flash in him.

I was inside the office but I didn’t see Bash. The office was roomy. I closed the doors behind me. I stepped further inside. That’s when I saw her.

I took a few steps forward and looked over at the other door. This door I was sure led to the bathroom. No Bash anywhere in sight. I looked back over at her. She was sitting on the couch with her long legs crossed. She was rail thin with shoulder length natural red hair. She looked like she was thirty something. She was checking me out. I wish I didn’t have bags of deli sandwiches in my hands.

She uncrossed her peg legs and crossed them back again. “You have a lunch delivery?”

No bitch, I’m delivering ass whooping’s and fries. This cow know goddamn well I’m dressed too sharp to be a delivery person. Why was I thinking so crazy? Calm down.

I raised the bag in the air. I wasn’t sure why I did that. What is going on here?

Bash finally emerged from the bathroom.

“Hey.” His eyes lit up the room when he took me in. He didn’t look guilty or surprised. He just rushed over and embraced me and the bags I carried. He kissed my lips right there in front of little redhead orphan Annie. I don’t like her freckled-faced ass.

Bash sensed something was up because he pulled away from me. He gazed deep into my soul. Eyes, soul, one of them.

I gazed across the room at his couch. His eyes followed mine, as I knew they would.

“What are you still doing here?” He rudely asked Annie. Not sure if that’s her name but I’m going to call her that. I’m going to give her ass a hard knock life. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will beat that ass tomorrow.

“We had a few more issues.” Annie stood. She was uncomfortable and she should be.

“Like what?” Bash took my lunch bags and sat them on his desk. He directed his glare to Annie.

“A few minor details.”

“We were done.” He scowled.

“We didn’t go over the updated ledgers from the last quarter.”

This bitch is fishing for trout and she’s about to catch a shark.

Bash’s brow furrowed. “It’s lunchtime. Go to lunch.” Bash took my hand. He walked me around to his huge comfy leather office chair.

“I can stay and go over the ledgers.” She was still at it.

Bash looked down at me and told me to sit with his eyes. I plopped my black ass right down in his chair. He turned his face but not his body toward Annie.

“Dana, go to lunch.”

“I can be back in an hour.” Really bitch? She was too much.

“That won’t be necessary. I will be busy all day long. Go back to Sunriso. I’m done.”

“But--”

Bash must have given her an evil glare because she shut her trap mid sentence. I couldn’t see his face. I had never seen him look mean or mad or pissed. I wished I had seen his, I’m the boss look.

She scurried her size two ass right on out the double doors. Not without rolling her eyes at me. Okay Dana. I got you. Please don’t make me want Bash more. I’m not sure that’s possible. I want him more than I wanted any man.

Bash started pulling an empty leather chair toward his desk before she had closed the doors. The chair looked heavy but he didn’t struggle with it. He took a seat in front of me.