Bossy Request by Lacey Silks

Author:Lacey Silks
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: desire, love, Erotic Short Story, series, short story, couples erotica, sex, lust, Fantasy, Adult, Erotica, sensual, Erotic Romance
Publisher: MyLit Publishing
Published: 2012-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

"Hi," he smiled. "Right on time." His casual tone, more like a friend than boss, surprised me as he composed himself within a second.

"Hi," I answered.

"Come in, Sharon." Frank opened the door wider and I stepped inside. The walls of the hallway were wrapped in tapestries. The black and red curved patterns were illuminated by the warm glow of sconce lighting. This home bore no resemblance to the contemporary design of Frank’s office.

My nose itched. "Is something burning?" I asked.

"Shit! I'll be right back." He ran off, I assumed to the kitchen.

"Do you need help?" I called out after him, braving to step further into the hall.

A minute later Frank came back, his face apologetic. "I'm sorry, but the fancy dinner I'd promised you is turning out to be a disaster."

"Are you cooking?" I asked. Frank didn't know how to make coffee, and I couldn't imagine him preparing food.

"Yes. Alberto, my chef, had a family emergency. I wasn’t sure if you’d come, so I told him to be with his family. I wanted to make something just in case, but it doesn't seem to be working."

"What’s not working?” I panicked, hoping he hadn’t nuked aluminum foil as he had at work, blowing up our microwave. “You tried to cook?" I laughed.

"And failed miserably. I didn’t use the microwave,” he added quickly, reading the fear on my face, and pointed to the box in my hands. “I hope that's food you brought. Here, let me help you with this."

He took the box and set it aside on the hall table before unbuttoning my jacket. Standing so close, I inhaled Frank’s scent. The aroma rushed through me. My breaths became shallower, and something told me the dinner wouldn’t be as formal as I had thought it would be. Would Frank stay away from me now that we’d kissed? He seemed relaxed and not as reserved as he was at work.

"It's dessert," I whispered, as my heart raced.

"I had a different kind of dessert in mind, but I'm sure we can compromise." He eyed my ensemble. "Yes, you definitely have more style than I do. I love the tie." He tugged on the purple fabric. Frank stood so close he almost pressed against me... but not quite.

“It’s for you. You don’t have this shade.” I loosened the knot. My hands brushed his as he held the tie, never letting go of my gaze. Frank’s pulse must have sped as well, the thumps of his heart visible under the fit v-neck.

"Thank you. See, this is something I would have never picked," he said.

I started pulling it over my head, but he stopped me, smirking. “Don’t undress so quickly, Sharon. It looks good on you. I’ll take it off when I give you my gift.”

“You got me a gift?” I asked.

“Yes, but it’s something that would go much better with the dessert I had in mind.” He grinned, lowering my jacket off my shoulders. He hung it on the vintage coat rack by the mirror.

This Frank appeared different than the boss I worked for—or under, as he’d preferred to say.

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