My Boss and I - My Boss and I – Chapter 17-18

Chapter 17

As his tongue explored my mouth, my mind was completely dazed. I had thought that I hadn’t done anything to lead him on, yet here he was with his tongue down my throat. I didn’t hate being kissed, but that only suggested its problems. The feeling was dizzying and good. However, I certainly didn’t want to do it with him, and that feeling of unease only continued to grow as I felt his hand on my chest. At least, I was too drunk to remember last night. This time, I experienced every touch.

My body was acting like it wanted this, and I couldn’t stop a moan from escaping my lips. However, my mind didn’t want it. I felt like my body was betraying me, and this guy only saw my actions as encouragement. One of his hands was sliding up my knee, and my legs opened for him. Why did I do that? What was I doing? Tears were forming in my eyes. I tried to fight back. I didn’t want this.

I tried to push him away, but he was surprisingly strong. The pressure I gave only lasted a moment. Was that all the strength I could muster against this man? Why was I suddenly so helpless? In any other situation, I could knee him in the groin, or punch him in the throat, but my body was confused and excited, and perhaps somewhere in me, I must have wanted this. The pressure in my hands gave out, and he only started to touch me more enthusiastically. I was panting now, and he was sucking on my neck.

“No… please…” I let out breathlessly, the only resistance I was able to mount. “Help…”

My cry was pitiful, and he ignored it completely, his fingers already unzipping my pants and working their way down to that zone. I had a feeling like once he touched that area, I’d no longer be able to control the situation at all. What started harmlessly ended up like this. Just as I closed my eyes, giving up and letting whatever happened, happen, the door behind me open and I found myself falling out the back. Rather than landing on the pavement, my head hit the muscular chest of a man.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me right out of the car with seeming ease. He stood me, although it took two tries before I was finally able to find my legs. I spun around, only to see Mr. Conner standing there with his arms around me. I looked up at him with tearful eyes, not even sure what to say. He wore an extremely stern and unhappy expression on his face.

“What the hell? Who are you? We had a thing going here!” The guy in the car snapped. “

“Go to my car.” Mr. Conner told me in a hard voice.

“Sir…”

“Go!” He let go of me and turned toward the other man still in the car.

I felt somewhat regretful losing the feel of his warm arms. From the moment he grabbed me, I felt a sense of safety and comfort that disappeared as soon as he let go. He was my boss though, so I listened to his words. My legs were shaking, and I stumbled a bit getting to his car. I slipped into the passenger side of his Mercedes Benz, still a bit dizzy. Only then did I realize he didn’t follow me and was still at the side of the other man’s car.

That guy had gotten out as well, and walked over to Mr. Conner, and was now yelling up in his face.

“You got some nerve! She’s your girlfriend or something?”

“She’s… a friend.” Mr. Conner responded coldly.

“Well… friend… what I and her do is none of your business. Screw off!”

“You trash, you make it a habit of taking advantage of women?” Mr. Conner asked.

“Heh, what’s it to you? How is it even taking advantage? She was practically begging for it!”

Smack! My mouth fell open and Mr. Conner slugged the man across the face. He fell back, his head hit the car, and then he collapsed to the ground. It was a one-hit KO. Mr. Conner rubbed his fist and walked back to the car. He glanced over at me, and I found myself unable to meet his eyes.

“I did it again.” He sighed.

Chapter 18

Mr. Conner’s called the police and ambulance, and we ended up waiting another ten minutes until they showed up. That was life, I supposed. You couldn’t just punch someone and then face no repercussions. I ended up being brought to a cop car to give my statement before both of us were finally let go. The guy who had been punched finally woke up and went white when he saw the police. He said he wouldn’t press charges, likely because he didn’t want it coming out why he was punched. It was nearly thirty minutes before we could leave, and by this point, I was late for work.

“I’m sorry, this was my fault.” Mr. Conner spoke after driving in silence for a few minutes. “I let my anger get the better of me. I shouldn’t have hit him. I thought I had gotten over those kinds of impulses, but when I saw you…”

I shook my head. “It’s my fault. I got myself in that situation in the first place. I must have led him on. If I hadn’t…”

“Stop.” He glanced over at me worriedly. “You have nothing to blame yourself for. He’s the creep who didn’t take no for an answer. I heard you say no from outside the car, so I know he heard it.”

“You were watching?”

He blushed. “I was just… I had to be sure. I mean, the message you left me was abrupt. It sounded like you might be in trouble.”

“Oh…” I lowered my head, and then after a moment.

“What happened?” He asked. “I was at the store earlier this morning. I heard some employees talking about you. They were saying you went home with some guy last night.”

I frowned. “I… don’t remember very clearly. I was drunk. It doesn’t matter anyway. He’s married, or separated, or something. Either way, he’s a scumbag.”

He nodded slowly, but his hands tightened on the steering wheel like he was angry. “I see.”

“I’m sorry… considering my job, this looks bad, huh?”

I was pretending to be a woman who instructed men on how to be more sensitive toward women. Yet, here I was being taken advantage of by man after man. It was the pot calling the kettle black.

He remained silent for a few moments before he started talking. “I once knew a guy. He was a security expert, one of the best in the country. He could rig a business to be airtight. He’d design security for banks, government buildings, and even more. He had his house broken into three times that I knew of. Lost everything at least two of those times. Even the most skilled people in the world can be blind when it comes to their personal life.”

I nodded, not sure what to say, but after a moment. “Thank you for coming. You did save me.”

“You can call me any time. I already said as much.” He responded, sounding slightly wooden.

Looking over at him, I suddenly started to get to the urge to kiss him. He was an attractive man. My heartbeat was growing faster and faster. My body, which was already worked up, was starting to go into overdrive. If I was at work, I’d already have rushed into the bathroom and taken care of it. Instead, I could only just bear it. How could I jump on him, especially after he just saved me from someone doing it to me?

To my relief, the store came into view, and he dropped me off. He had some duties to do, so I parted with him there. I felt a bit lonely watching him go. With a little sigh, I walked into the store. There, I found myself being looked at by several of the employees, particularly among women. They’d whisper something and giggle, all while giving me grins. They were mocking me. I ignored all of them and visited the bathroom.

“Ahn… Mr. Conner,” I panted as I touched myself.

When I finished and cleaned up, I only realized who I had been thinking about and what I was doing when I finally left the bathroom. I was acting smitten with Mr. Conner! Just what the hell was happening to me? When my eyes fell on my office, I saw a familiar girl there. It was the same woman who had cursed me! My eyes narrowed, and I started marching to the office. It was time to get some answers!