Page 9 of Insufferable Boss

"I have come to the conclusion that I absolutely do not like him."

She was amused while I busied myself with changing.

"Which outfit did you pick?" she asked as I looked at myself in the mirror, taking in the way the soft fabric clung to and hugged my every curve. The outfit was decent, but it was equally as provocative. Not suited to a business meeting at all, but I didn't want to go in there looking as though I had something to prove. I wanted to appear unapologetic, and of course, drop-dead gorgeous was my chosen strategy for taking control from the get-go.

"The dress," I replied, and she laughed again.

"This is gonna be a great show."

"What do you mean?"

"That's a fuck-me dress," she said, and I smiled. I was about to counter this when I decided to just admit it.

"You're right," I agreed.

"So... is that your message?"

"Part of it," I admired how it hugged every bit of my hips.

"And the rest?" Diana asked. "What's the full message?"

"Fuck me, but on second thought, no, thank you."

"Mn, the ring to that is a bit off," she commented, and I shook my head as I let my hair down.

"It's the best I can do for now," I said. "And I'm running late, will talk to you later."

"Sure, have fun," she said. "And don't wear any underwear."

"What?" I had to stop on this one.

"You know what I mean. Not wearing underwear, and with all that material rubbing against your skin, you'll have quite the experience tonight."

"Don't wear any bra as well, and you'll see what all that stimulation and blatant provocation will do to him. It'll drive him crazy, especially because he won't be able to make a move. Now, that's power.”

I was silent for quite a while as I truly considered this and then I shook my head at her obscene ideas and ended the call. Just as I grabbed my purse and took one look at myself in the mirror however I eventually decided to do as she had suggested. My bra was never going to cut it in this halter-neck style and the thoughts she had put in my head already made my nipples hard.

So, what was wrong in completely going all the way out and enjoying myself? I wanted to feel myself drip wet from the sight of him or not and what better way to test it?

None of these frivolities were my reason for being here but I was going to put in as much excitement as I could into it.

Plus, the way he had taunted me years earlier still rang in my head and haunted me as well as the way he’d been fucking that woman. The way he had taken her with so much strength and dominance. All I could still see in my minds’ eyes when I thought of that scene was her eyes rolled into her head which had completely fallen back as she rode him with abandon.

Till today, I still doubted that she had even noticed my presence as she had been too overwhelmed by her euphoria. He on the other hand had seen a teenager to taunt and hadn’t held back and so I was so eager to see what his reaction would be this time around nearly eight years later.

I was confident of this stance as I headed down but the closer I got to the restaurant, the more uncertain I became.

All of this was for every serious business and yet I had these thoughts swirling through my mind. For a moment I considered heading back to change but then I looked at myself in the mirror once again and decided against it. I looked great and felt great and so I was going to stick to it.

The nipple thing was definitely over the top but as long as I didn’t get turned on by him in any regard or the room wasn’t too cold then I would be fine. Or perhaps either or both would happen, and the latter explanation would work.

Our appointment was at 8pm, since I was given ample time to freshen up and relax after the flight and I was right on time. About five minutes to eight.

Not too late and not too early either.

The moment I got to the hotel’s restaurant and was led to my table, I saw that he was already seated and on the phone. He faced me and so all the way his eyes were on me as I walked over, however he didn’t say a word. Not till I arrived, and he rose did he send me a light nod of acknowledgment.

I pulled out my own chair and took my seat, not even offended. This wasn’t a date but a business meeting and if anything, I was the one inappropriately dressed. He on the other hand was in a suit along with a vest, but there was no tie. He looked dashing and I was quite surprised by how much bigger and handsome he had gotten. The pictures we had found on Google truly didn’t do him justice and I had been too grief stricken the first time around to notice him properly.

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