Bullied by the Boss
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Several men he knew from his time in service were already on his payroll. He’d been looking at an office, and once he had an office he would then look into employing extra staff and contracts. Kaley helped him set up his website. She was a genius at the advertisement element of his work. When he finally set everything up she’d be a valuable asset to his company.
“I’ve told her. She knows I’ve got a few friends coming.” Kaley was the one who advised him to put the word out about his business setup. She was wasted in the library. He understood why she liked it even though he wished she spent a hell of a lot more time with him.
“She has really come out of her shell since you’ve been around.”
“Then how do you think she’ll handle this?” He passed Dorothy the diamond ring he bought for her.
“Holy shit. You’re going to propose to her?”
“In front of both of our friends. You’re going to be here to witness it. I’ve also invited our folks. They should be arriving very soon.”
“How the hell are you going to handle this?” Dorothy asked, handing back the ring. “You can’t just let her walk in and find everyone here.”
“I’m not. I’m going to pick her up after work. We’re going to walk and talk for a while, and then I’m bringing her back here.” He had planned everything out to the last detail. The only problem he saw was her answer. Kaley loved him, told him daily, yet she’d never talked about what she wanted out of the future.
“It’s a beautiful ring,” Dorothy said.
“I hope so. Kaley has never been the most talkative person I know. She doesn’t tell me what she’s thinking.” He pocketed the ring. “So how are things with you and Dale?”
Dorothy gasped. “You know?”
“That you’re seeing one of my buddies? Of course I knew.”
“It’s going great,” she said with a smile. “Dale makes me happy.”
“Good.”
“Now, enough about me, and focus. Do you know what you’re going to say?”
He nodded. He didn’t need to tell his little sister about his worries. His heart pounded at the thought of what Kaley would say to his proposal. This was the first time in his life he was unsure of himself.
The rest of the afternoon he spent cooking and baking for his friends. Dale was the first friend to arrive. His parents were next, and then Kaley’s parents arrived. He kept his eye on the clock for when he needed to go and get her.
John and Bill arrived as he was leaving.
“Everything’s inside waiting for you. I’ll be back with my girl.”
He took his time to get to the library. Quinn had walked all the way and stood outside the building, watching her through the glass. Her long brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The glasses she loved so much were on, and she wore a long-sleeved pastel-pink shirt. He’d watched her dress that morning in a long denim skirt. She never showed a lot of flesh.
Martha pointed at something on the screen, and Kaley leaned forward. The shirt gaped a little, showing off her ample cleavage. He hadn’t been able to keep his hands off her. She was so fucking hot. Morning and night he was desperate for her.
Every morning without fail he woke up hard. He’d take her hard and fast, loving the sounds she made when he hit her high and deep. Her pussy was sheer heaven. Kaley didn’t hide anything from him. She gave as good as she got. His cock thickened, remembering one morning when she woke up before him, sucking on his cock.
Fuck, he was rock hard.
The dream he’d been having was of Kaley sucking him off. When he woke and found her sucking on his dick, it had taken every ounce of control not to shoot his load into her waiting mouth. She drove him crazy all the time. He’d been unable to resist one night when his sister was out. Quinn had Kaley bent over the coffee table taking his cock. He’d taken her without the condom, and when it was over, he watched his cum spill from the lips of her sex. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed.
He pulled out of his thoughts to watch his woman working.
Minutes passed as the last customer left the building. It was time for her to come home. He watched the lights go down and the staff start to make their way out of the building. Martha and Kaley were the last two to leave.