“Are you listening to me?” he asked. His eyes watched me with a look of curiosity. I blushed and dropped my gaze to the floor.
“I’m sorry, I was just a little distracted.”
“Good thoughts, I hope.” I looked up and my blush deepened. His eyes were filled with a teasing light. It was as though he knew exactly what I was thinking. Of course that was impossible. The more I fought not to think about his strong hands on my body the more those thoughts invaded my mind.
“I’m going to go and type up the rest of that report.” I kept my gaze averted as I moved out of the room. Ashcroft chuckled behind me and it made me move faster.
Reaching my desk I sat down. What was wrong with me? Where had my professionalism gone? I needed to put my head down and just concentrate on my job.
A small icon in the corner of the screen flashed at me. A private chat message. Puzzlement made me furrow my brow. Who was sending me private messages? Clicking it open, the words within made me suck in a deep breath.
“I want you.” The user name was simply the letter D.
Was it a joke? I looked around the office studying the faces of my co-workers. Everyone seemed to be intent on their own work. No one looked up or even glanced in my direction. What was going on?
A thought struck me then. I tried to dismiss it but it kept on nagging in my brain. Mr Ashcroft’s first name was David... Could he possibly be the secretive D?
I tried to look into his office through lowered lashes. From what I could tell he was back on the phone but he was checking his computer screen every few seconds.
My fingers tapped away on the keys as though they had a life of their own. I didn’t want to encourage this. What if it wasn’t David? But I couldn’t stop a small thrill of excitement racing through me as I pressed the send button.
“What? Who is this?”
A moment passed. I tried to keep watching Ashcroft’s office to see if he typed anything onto his computer. He turned away from it to stare out the window just as another message flashed up on my screen.
My body responded, my sex became wet as I read through the words on the screen. I licked my lips nervously as a hot blush crept up my cheeks.
“I want to bend you over your desk. Lift that black dress of yours and push my thick cock into your juicy pussy. Would you like that?”
The question repeated over and over in my head. Would I like it? The damp patch that was forming in my underwear told me that yes, I would like it. However, I was a lady. I didn’t even know who this strange person was. There was no way that I would reply to it.
Another message flashed up on the screen. “Carrie, come to my office. David.”
So it was David. I stood and walked on unsteady legs towards the open office. David had swung his chair around and watched me as I made my way towards him. It made me even more nervous and I fidgeted with the edge of my sleeve.
Upon making it inside, David indicated for me to shut the door. I did so and took the seat opposite his desk. He watched me for a moment. His eyes burned right through me and I fought to keep my gaze level with his. In the end I failed and dropped my eyes to the edge of the desk instead.
“A very serious matter has come to my attention.”
Panic flared in the pit of my stomach. What did he mean?
“Some of the files that were due to go out yesterday, never made it. Now I’ve searched back through the computer systems and I’ve discovered the error was from your computer, Carrie. You never sent the files and now the deal had gone to shit.”
His words stunned me. How could I have forgotten to send out the files? As far as I was concerned I had sent them. I remembered clicking the files into the email and pressing send. It wasn’t possible.
I shook my head. “Mr. Ashcroft, sir, I sent the files as requested. I remember sending them. The client has to have received them.”
His smile sent shivers racing across my skin. “According to the client they never received anything. Now who am I supposed to believe, Carrie?”
Tears clouded my eyes and I struggled to hold them back. I wouldn’t cry. It was a sign of weakness and I was sure I had sent the files.
Ashcroft lifted his hand to silence my protests. “I have a plan. I’m sure you will be more than willing to help me sort out this mess. Am I right?”
I nodded. How could this have happened? First he sent me messages saying how much he wanted to do terrible things to me. And now he was propositioning me all because of a mistake. First Richard and now this. My life was beginning to unravel at the seams.
“Carrie, are you listening? The client is flying in tonight and I want you to come to dinner with me and him. I’m sure we can find a way out of this mess.” He stood as he spoke. I wanted to follow his progress around the desk but he walked behind my chair and disappeared from sight.
He bent down over my chair and I jumped. “The panties you are wearing right now. I want you to go to the bathroom, take them off, and bring them back to me.”
Shock froze me to the chair. My head spun with confusion. I stood and walked slowly from the office. Things had changed so quickly. Walking to the ladies’ room and straight into one of the cubicles, I swallowed hard. My panties were now soaked completely through. Knowing how wrong it was turned me on even more.
With shaking hands I slid the panties down my legs and stepped out of them. The little voice in my brain shouted at me to stop. That David would simply make a fool out of me like every other man. But I couldn’t stop. Balling the small scrap of lace up in my fist, I stepped out of the cubicle. The sight of my pale face caught my eye as I passed the mirror.
Two spots of colour rode high on my cheeks but the rest of my face was stark white. Almost as though I had just seen a ghost. I shook my head and smoothed my hair down with my free hand. I wanted this. I had spent often enough thinking about Ashcroft and now that it was really happening I wouldn’t let my doubts get me down.
Moving out of the bathroom I stalked back to his office. I was sure that as I weaved my way through the desks everyone could very easily catch the scent of my arousal. It invaded my own nostrils and I fought to keep myself in control.
David Ashcroft’s office was the largest in the building. He was after all the boss, chairman, of the largest trading company in the city. The walls of glass surrounding his office intimidated me as I made my way up to them. He smiled at me as I entered his sanctuary.
While I was gone he had closed all of the blinds in his office. Once he closed the door we were completely hidden from prying eyes.