sex-me boss.

Her friends had finally left and Olivia was now alone in her apartment. She hadn’t stopped dreading the next day, because she was going to the biggest company in the country and she didn’t even know what job she was applying for. She was already imagining what the boss of this company would think of her, and worse still, she didn’t know what outfit to wear. She was used to wearing black pants and white shirts to work at Le Bourget, but this was a totally different context. She’d tried several times not to agree to go there anymore, but each time she wondered what the point of the degree she’d obtained in college was, maybe it was her chance to finally get a feel for the business world and meet a lot of people who could help her in the future, make solid contacts. She remembered that she still had the tailors she’d used for her internships, but that after that, she’d never used them since they weren’t much use to her. She went to her room and got out the suitcase containing all those clothes, and fortunately, since that moment, she hadn’t put on any weight, so they fit her perfectly. Now all she had to do was prepare her CV, even though it would be useless.

Damon had spent the whole day in the gym because he couldn’t stop thinking about Olivia, and the fact that he was going to see her the next day, certainly in a suit, made his member wake up. He imagined the perfect curves of her body being outlined by this garment and especially her generous bosom. He gave the punching bag a good blow, then left the gym. It was already five o’clock in the evening and he had quite a few things to do for the following day, but first he needed a good cold shower.

Throughout the day, Olivia had hoped that her mysterious stranger would call her, but she found that he was determined not to give any sign of life. Strange feelings were now competing within her, for she was worried about him in much the same way as a girl whose boyfriend hasn’t shown any sign of life for a while, and without denying it, she missed his smell too. She hoped that the damn CEO would give her the job so she could see this man again.

Strangely enough, it had been a very long night for her, as she hadn’t slept at all. When she looked at the time on her phone, it was half past six, and she didn’t even know when the interview was going to take place. Knowing that eight o’clock was the start time for most companies, she decided to go at eight so she had plenty of time to get ready.

Damon had arrived at the company at forty minutes past six, as was his wont, since he did so to avoid the paparazzi and since he had no woman at home to kiss while he waited to pass the time. He was well settled and looking forward to seeing his little Oliva walk through the door of his office. To see her outside the dim lights of Le Bourget.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.