This is where I’m going to fuck you until you see stars. Be prepared to take this fat dick.
FIVE
THEA
It’s only an hour into the workday, but the suspense of what’s coming tonight is making the day drag on. My computer screen has a slew of random reports pulled up, but I have yet to go through any of them. Minimizing the reports, I search for Forbidden Desires on Google. Their website is the first that comes up on the search page. I take a quick glance around to make sure no one’s watching. I’m alone in my office, so no one can see, but still…
Clicking the link, I’m brought to an elegant landing page with a black background with gold specs. A pop-up takes over the screen, making me plug in my age and check a box to agree to terms and conditions. Terms and conditions? Who the fuck reads those? And then another pop-up appears on the screen. This time it shows:
Welcome to Forbidden Desires Club. Live out your deepest desires for one night. Before entering this scandalous site, you must swear you’ll never tell a soul what happens behind these doors.
Then there are two checkboxes underneath. One says: “I promise to never tell a soul,” and the other says, “I’ll tell everyone because I’m a moron.” I roll my eyes. This has Ryker written all over it. There’s no doubt in my mind he would put that on his website. I check the first box, promising to keep the secret, and the box disappears from the screen, allowing me access to the full site.
Speechless. I’m speechless when I see the first promo photo come up on the screen. My pussy throbs at the memory of this photo. Ryker chose the one where I’m straddling him with my head tossed back and his hands on my ass. Damn, we look fucking hot. The sexual tension within this photo is almost tangible. Pulling my phone out, I send a quick text to Ryker.
Me
Damn Ryk… That promo photo you choose has my pussy clenching. Want to recreate it?
Setting my phone down, I scroll through the website, trying to gather information about what I might get into. There’s not much about the club itself, just announcements of the opening night, other pictures of Ryker and me, and…oh fuck. Nope! One of my brother and some random girl. Gross! Frantically, I click back a page so the pictures of Ryker and me are on the screen when my phone buzzes.
Ryk
Oh, little tigress, you already know the answer to that. Can’t wait to see you tonight.
Me
Can’t wait to see you too! Nina and Natasha are picking me up tonight, so I’ll just see you at the club.
Ryk
Oh really? Good to know. I’ll give Nina an idea of what you should wear.
Me
No, you won’t! And if she tries, how do you know I’ll even wear it?
Ryk
Then I’ll punish you how I see fit.
Rereading that message over and over causes my mind to conjure up all the ways he could punish me. These images that are going through my mind are not work appropriate, but it’s more exciting than those damn reports I should work on. A sudden knock at my office door has me jumping in my seat. Looking up, I see it’s my boss, Rick. Fuck. I exit the internet and pull up the reports just as he walks in.
“Are you feeling okay, Thea?” he asks with a raised eyebrow.
“Oh yes! Sorry. I was so engrossed in this compliance report that you scared me,” I lie.
“Right. Well, I wanted to let you know Becca will take over the rest of the reports today. You will make calls to our most valued clients and make sure we are giving them the best service. Most of these calls will be voicemails.”
“Why can’t Becca do them?”
“You have the best phone voice in the office. Plus, you know most of these clients, which makes the chances of them calling back higher.”
I let out a sigh before nodding. “Okay, I’ll call them.”
Rick smiles then leaves my office without another word.
I turn my attention back to my computer, close out of the reports, and search for the call list.