I reached my car and got inside.
“Hello, grumpy.”
“What’s up? Did anything happen?”
I sighed. “Actually, yeah. Umm, sorry for calling you this late, but I wanted to share some news with you,” my excitement was clear as I blurted these words out in rush.
“Oh yeah? What is it?”
“I just slept with him. Grant I mean. My boss.” Jesus it sounded weird to say out loud.
A moment later she screamed, “What?!”
“Yes! We just had sex in his office! Unbelievable, right?”
“Damn right, it is! How did that happen?”
“Oh, well you know—a man’s penis enters into the woman’s vagina,” I began, teasing her, and I could practically see her roll her eyes.
“No shit, flower.”
I chuckled. “I don’t know, Lauren. From the moment I saw him the sexual tension between us was high. You know, I just couldn’t resist him. We worked late tonight, and things just kind of unraveled.”
“Oh, Madison. I get it, but he is your boss.”
I sighed again. “I know, Lauren. I’m perfectly aware of the consequences, but there is just something about him I can’t resist. He is sexy, charming, smart, and really fucking good in bed. Or rather on his desk.”
She giggled. “I bet he is.”
“I just had a mind-blowing sex with him, and I want him again. I’m in deep with Grant and I can’t get enough.”
“I see. I understand you, sunshine, but I just want you to be careful. You don’t know him, and the relationships between bosses and their subordinates often don’t end well. I don’t want you hurt.”
“I know. You don’t need to worry, Lauren.”
“I’m your friend. It’s my job to worry. Also, watch out for other people in that company. You never know what can happen, and since you are new there you might not be aware
of some things that might have happened.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
For a moment, she didn’t say anything. “No reason. Just take care, alright?”
“Alright, grumpy. I will. Good night. Have a nice sleep.”
“Good night, sunshine.”
I ended the call and put my seat belt on. I started the engine and drove out of the parking lot, thinking about Lauren’s words. I got it that she was worried about me, but I was a grown ass woman, and I could take care of myself. I knew that mixing private and business relationships was never good, but I couldn’t stop. I was becoming addicted to Grant Lawson.
I was halfway to my home, when I got a feeling like I was being watched. The shivers ran down my spine, and I had goosebumps all over my skin as I looked at the rearview and wing mirrors, trying to find anything unusual in the darkness surrounding me, but there wasn’t anything out of ordinary.
There was just one black car behind me, but several moments later it turned left after the intersection and then there were no cars behind me anymore.
I shrugged my shoulders. It was really late and the sleepiness was getting to me slowly. Yes, that was probably it.
I spent the rest of my commute fantasizing about Grant and everything we could do to each other. I couldn’t wait to see him again.
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