Page 43 of Interning For A Billionaire

“It’ll be fun!” he said. “All day long I can imagine you wearing my boxers and I’ll wear one of yours! It’ll remind me of you!”

I had warned him that the thongs were uncomfortable, especially at first. I didn’t tell him that I only wore thongs when I went to see him. During my normal days at work, I preferred more comfortable underwear.

Me: I have to work now.

Michael: I have to go into a meeting, I can’t do it wearing this torture instrument!

Me: Now you know what women go through every day…

Me: Don’t let me get started on waxing…

Michael: Stop! Stop! Next you’ll be talking about periods!!!

Me: Now that you mention it….

I heard the door to his office open and saw him walk rather stiffly to the bathroom. He didn’t look my way, but I knew he was going to take off the thong. The idea of him wearing the lacy pink thong made me want to shake with laughter.

“Belle?”

I sat up straight. It was Josie, coming over with a load of papers in her hands. Fortunately, she was looking down, reading one of the documents and wasn’t looking at me.

“Yes?” I wiped the smile from my face, looked as innocent as possible.

“This is the contract for that new person in marketing. Can you have a look and see that everything is signed where it should be, as I showed you?”

“Sure thing,” I said.

As I looked up again, Michael came walking back from the bathroom, throwing a quick, murderous glance in my direction.

I had to pretend to look for something in my bag, to hide my face because I was shaking with laughter.

It was difficult to get actual work done under these circumstances, I actually had to turn my office chair so that its back faced Michael’s office if I had to concentrate on anything, like checking contracts or doing references on potential hires.

We spent almost every night together and I hardly saw Ty anymore. One evening, he came knocking on my door.

“I thought you’d been abducted,” he said, pouting. “Are you out with Naked Boss every night now?”

I looked at him sternly, “I call him Michael now.”

“He’s still Naked Boss to me,” Ty said petulantly.

I invited him in while I got ready to go out. Michael was taking me to a restaurant, and we would be leaving soon.

“If you’re going to dinner that’s more than a fling,” Ty said pointedly.

“You think?”

He nodded. “An office affair lasts a few weeks, and you don’t go to restaurants or anywhere where there is talking. Conversation equals relationship,” he said.

We’d been out a few times already, always to restaurants further out of town, it was true, but Michael said he wasn’t going to be paranoid about seeing each other. We’d even discussed what would happen if it came out.

“He said we’d deal with it.”

“How?” Ty wanted to know.

“It’s not like he can resign, he is the boss!” I said. “I’m just an intern now anyway, but it looks like I might get a permanent appointment.”

“Unless they find out you’ve been shagging the boss!”

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