The Junior (College Years 3)

I’m shaky, but I don’t want him to know. I give him a little one shoulder shrug. “It was all right.”

“I’ll do better, I promise.” He leans in, his mouth at my ear, his voice lowering to a rumbling murmur. “I’ll put my mouth on that pussy of yours later tonight and have you screaming my name in minutes. I guarantee it.”

Caleb opens the door before I can say anything in response, and in seconds, he’s gone. Leaving me a trembling, jittery mess.

I go sit down behind my desk once more, my mind spinning as I stare blindly at the stack of papers in front of me. Why did he have to go and kiss me like that? Now I won’t be able to concentrate. And why did he have to say what he did about uh…going down on me, too?

That’s all I can think about, all I can envision now. Caleb’s dark head between my legs. His mouth on me. His tongue on my clit…

A delicious shiver moves through me and I sigh. Fuck paperwork. It’s Independence Day.

I’m going outside.

“Ah, there you are! I was just coming to talk to you,” my boss Michelle says as she approaches me. “I have something for you.”

“What is it?” Oh God, what if they have the dock office bugged and they heard what Caleb and I were talking about.

“Surprise!” she whips out a thin, red plastic headband with light-up red, white and blue stars on top of it. “For you.”

She hands it over and I take it, a fake smile on my face. “Gee, thanks.”

Michelle laughs. “All the girls are wearing them tonight!”

“Where’s yours?” I ask.

“Oh, I didn’t want to ruin my hair.” She pats the side of it. Whatever. “You’ll look cute in it though! Put it on!”

She says it sweetly, but it still sounds like a demand. Maybe that’s because she’s my boss and I automatically want to do what she says. I slip the headband on top of my head, and can feel the stars bobble back and forth since they’re on springs. “How do I look?”

“So cute,” Michelle says warmly as she digs in her front pocket and pulls out some red, white and blue beaded necklaces. “Here, wear these too.”

I slip the necklaces on, feeling ridiculous. I know the guys I work with are going to give me endless shit, but what am I supposed to do? It’s what the boss wants.

And this is what the boss will get.

Personally, I think Michelle is having us wear these stupid things so if people need help, they know we work at Mitchell’s. Which hey, I get. The sun is dropping fast and there’s not a lot of light out here, so they have to identify us somehow.

I go back into the office and stand at my little information window, smiling at people as they walk past, helping those who approach me. One of the dock boys named Aidan catches sight of me with the blinking stars on top of my head, and points at me with a laugh.

Since there are no customers around, I subtly scratch at my cheek with my middle finger, which only makes him laugh harder.

Caleb and the rest of the crew become busy helping a few customers launch their boats to go watch the fireworks, so he doesn’t spot my headband for at least an hour. To the point that I don’t even remember I’m walking around with it on.

“What the hell happened to you, G?” he asks, coming up behind me.

I whirl around, my expression one of pure innocence. “What are you talking about?”

“I like the stars.” He reaches for one, giving it a gentle tug. “The necklaces too.” He touches them as well, his fingers brushing against my left tit.

Tell me he didn’t mean to do that.

Please.

I bat his hand away and he grins. “You look cute.”

He takes off when Aidan calls his name and I stand there marinating in my feelings for a few seconds, savoring the fact that he called me cute.

Okay. I’m being ridiculous. This man-boy doesn’t deserve to be thought of like this. He just wants in my panties, and that’s it.