Flawless Desire

I pause over some of the totals, and open the file Victoria sent me to compare. I look from one to the other, and my dread returns.

The accounts are different.

Nothing major, just a different total here, for marketing expenses; and an extra line for a business loan repayment there. The accounts I printed and distributed look totally normal.

But the ones on Caleb’s flash drive? The originals?

They show almost a million dollars is now missing from the company accounts.

But there must be a reason for it, right? Caleb will have an explanation, I’m sure. I just need to talk to him when he’s back from London, and I bet everything will be straightened out.

“Hey, you hungry?”

I slam my laptop shut with a yelp.

“Woah, sorry to startle you.” It’s David, standing by my desk with a smile.

“Oh. Hi.” I try to slow my racing heart. “Sorry, I was… Distracted. What’s up?”

“Nothing much,” he says, lingering there for some reason. He spots the sweatshirt on the back of my chair. “A Mets fan, huh?”

“Dyed in the wool.” I smile.

“Me too! My dad took me to the ballpark every weekend,” David says, grinning. “Lucky you’re not a Red Sox fan, I’d never speak to you again.”

I laugh, and we chat a little about sports, until we’re interrupted by a messenger. “Delivery for Miss Nichols?”

“That’s me.” I accept the box. I pull out the card, and read: Open this in private. – C

I gulp. “I… Need to go.” I say, jolting to my feet. “See you later!”

I bolt away from David, wondering what Caleb’s sent me. Private… The only place I can think of is the ladies’ restroom, so I shut myself into a stall, and then carefully open the luxurious black box.

Inside, I find a small, sleek bullet vibrator, with various straps attached. The diagram in the box shows that it’s design to be worn inside my panties.

Inside me.

Excitement flares.

I’m wondering if I should put it on, when a text arrives on my phone.

‘Wear it for me.’

That answers my question, then.

Heart racing, I lift up my skirt and peel down my pantyhose, and follow the diagram. The bullet is slim, and smooth inside me, but so small, I don’t really feel a thing.

Huh.

A moment later, it emits a deep, low buzz that makes me shake from the inside out.

Holy shit!

I brace myself against the bathroom stall wall as the buzzing grows stronger. Harder. Igniting my lust and sending pleasure through me until—

It cuts out.

I catch my breath, gasping.