She is Mine: Steamy Instalove

How am I supposed to work here when all I can think of is my hot boss? How am I supposed to go home with my father and lie to his face about my feelings? This whole thing seems impossibly hard. I want Wade, but maybe we have too many obstacles in our way. Maybe I’m imagining how much this matters…

No, I know I’m not. From the moment I walked into this building, I felt things that I never imagined I’d feel. It’s like making up for all the lost time over the past few years. I spent the last few years thinking there was something wrong with me for not being able to feel everything my friends have felt when it comes to men and sex. But now that I’ve met Wade, I know that I was just waiting for the right man. I barely even know him, but it feels like he is the only person who will ever understand me, the only one who I’ll ever let into my heart. Somehow, the second I laid eyes on him, I knew these feelings would be eternal.

So what do I do? Do I explore these feelings and risk everything? Do I wait for Wade to make a move or do I let him know what I’m feeling?

Or do I walk away from all of this forever?

My work computer pings as it receives a notification. It’s an email from Wade. My heart hammers hard against my chest and I move the mouse to open it with a shaking hand. I read the message, feeling dizzy with nerves.

Harmony,

Please join me in my office after work. I’d love to discuss how your first day was.

Yours,

Wade.

My heart practically stops. I think of me and Wade alone in his office and the possibilities of the situation. My thoughts are running wild in anticipation. I want nothing more than to accept his offer and head up there right now. But my father will be picking me up from work. He’ll be waiting for me outside. Can I get away with exploring this wild fantasy when it is completely possible that I’ll be found out?

I have to try.

I message my father to let him know I’m staying a little late at the office. And then I reply to Wade’s email with shaking hands.

Wade,

I’ll be there. I look forward to spending more time with you.

Harmony.

I hit send on the message, feeling nerves shiver through me. I know that I’m being reckless, which really isn’t my style. But I want this so badly that I don’t care about the danger. All I want is him.

And I’m going to get what I want.

Wade

Waiting for Harmony to join me in my office is a new form of torture for me. I haven’t been able to concentrate on work all afternoon, imagining all the things I’m going to do to her the second she gets in here. I know that what I have planned is wrong. I know that if I get caught out, it’ll cause everything I’ve built in my life to crumble around me. My employees will lose faith in me. My best friend will be intent on killing me for what I’ve done with his daughter. I might even lose Harmony in the process.

But I can’t stand the idea of not even trying. How am I supposed to ever be happy if I don’t even chase the woman of my dreams? How am I meant to live with myself if I don’t even try to get her? I’ve waited over forty years for a moment like this, to feel this way, to want someone, and for them to want me back. Everything she’s made me feel seems so right, even if it’s wrong in the eyes of the world. And if the pair of us have a shot at happiness, who am I to walk away from it?

She just drives me wild. Every fiber of my being wants to be with her, to make her mine, to be inside her, our bodies entwined. I want to come deep inside her and fill her up with my babies. I want to create a future for us both filled with sex, laughter, and love. I know that it seems insane to have fallen so deeply for someone I barely know, and yet I know that my instincts about this aren’t wrong. This was meant to happen.

I check the clock. It’s almost time for her to come to my office. My cock is throbbing in my pants. I’m consumed by my fantasies that have remained inside my head these past three years. Dreams of fucking her in every possible position. Dreams of hearing her moan as I enter her. Dreams of her telling me that she wants me forever. Now, it seems like it might not stay a fantasy. Tonight, I’m going to make it my reality.