Chapter 8 My personal secretary(2)

As I feel her ambered skin under my hand I want to take her then and there. Her cheeks become red, she smiles shyly, flinching and clears her throat after I apologize, saying “no problem, That's ok”. Her voice was profound although a bit hoarse with desire. I badly wanted to hear her screaming in bed as I pounded her but perhaps I must stop fantasizing and have control over myself. I was her boss after all and wouldn't want her to view me as some kind of pervert. When we arrived at the Viceroy hotel in downtown Chicago, I could see Greg flirting with her saying how thrilled he was because their rooms are close together, maybe in the evening he could drop by to have a chat. She smiles politely in return saying nothing. That's how she was..kind... Did she smile out of politeness when I touched her?? My ego was crushed and confused. We each go to our rooms to rest before the evening banquet begins... I freshen up, grab a quick bite and start working on some graphics to present the next day when my phone beeps, it's an SOS message from Ellie. "Help, can you please come to my room as soon as possible?" she says. My mind races furiously. That jerk Greg must have ended up in her room on some pretext. I go upstairs, knock on her door and she opens it nervously dressed in micro ripped denim shorts and a cropped T-shirt. I could make out that she wasn't even wearing a bra!!! Groan how can a man resist himself from those erect nipples and never-ending long legs. She smiles saying, “I know this might sound silly and it's not a big deal but there's a spider in the bathroom. (Thinking to myself) damn, there's a spider in a five-star hotel. And she is right, I go in the bathroom quickly and swat the insect in a second, discarding it safely...he seems relieved, smiling innocently, she clasps her hands and says, “Thank you so much, I should do something to reward you!" she winks naughtily taking me to the door...I can see a part of her left boob peeking out from her T-shirt asking me to suck it. I don't know what got into me but I replied,"You are beautiful Ellie". "Really? Do you think so?" She exclaims, her amber eyes lighting up gleefully. Licking my lips I nervously responded, "Yes...Sure. You know... I like you...(stammering) I mean, as a colleague.." She seems disappointed as she replies, “Sure. Sure. The same for me.” "Okay, so, see you later..." I hastily bid goodbye. She smiles in return and I come back to my room. I am kicking myself in the shin because I sure acted like a complete idiot but I just can't seem to conclude. I am tempted but could she be into me or was it only my mind acting up? Arghhh I must get ready for the banquet. Stepping into the shower, all I could think about was Ellie...Oh, my sweet sweet Ellie..those smooth legs...that round arse popping out as she walks past me every time. As I take my erect rod in my hands, I close my eyes and start fantasizing about her. If I could replay that scene again. I would have replied, “Yes you can reward me in more ways than one but first let me take care of those big beautiful breasts asking for my attention. As I shag my cock, I imagine kneading both her boobs with my bare hands playing with them, my fingers pulling the turgid peaks before I swoop my mouth, suckling them gently at first and ravishing them later. Arghhh I was on the verge of spilling my cum already with excitement. Gradually she kneels in front of me suggesting she wanted to return the favour. She unzips my pants, her nimble fingers pulling my tool out. My jizz splatters all over the bathroom floor as I have a strong orgasm threatening to rip my body apart. I came far too early out of excitement else I am a bull that can last all night long. Though that was an epic moment I have had in the longest time, I must stop. This is not right. I end the shower and I put on my black tight and I go down in the lounge and I wait there. Luke, Hellen, Richard, and George are all there waiting, charming and well-dressed. And then I see her waltzing down the stairs oh so slowly with those towering high heels and a midi halter burgundy silk dress. Her auburn hair and ambered skin seem to be lightened by that bright colour. She looked like she was about to walk the ramp for Victoria's Secret runway show. Though, the worrying bit of all was that she was accompanied by Greg! That insane egoistic snob. He seemed to be gloating about being there next to her and irritated me to no end. She approaches me and looks deep into my eyes with a questioning look as though she didn't understand why I was staring at her. "You look stunning tonight Ellie" That's all my wobbly tongue manages to utter. She blushes to turn into a bright shade of beetroot. The team walks down to the main event venue where the town hall meeting was being conducted. After the boring presentations, we spent the rest of the evening at Viceroy's very exquisite banquet hall, eating, drinking and chatting utter nonsense as everybody is drinking. I have to watch out for Hellen, the gossip queen who was now updating the company members about who was sleeping around with whom, who was badmouthing the bosses and whatnot. I am super careful with my drink and manners, no one must notice the affection and chemistry Ellie and I share.  But Ellie doesn't seem to give a damn. I could see that she had more than a few drinks. She avoids Greg and brazenly comes up to me, whispering in my ear, “Come dance with me” while touching my hips, dragging and coaxing me to the dance floor. I act like a complete gentleman to avoid suspicion and dance appropriately. At one point, devoid of any self-control, she bites my ear and says, “Hmmm I see the way you look at me tonight and every other day...I want to be in your arms tonight" The sane moral side of me protests replying “Ellie, you're drunk and you probably don't realise what you're saying…” Placing her manicured finger on my lips she retorts, “Shhhh you talk too much, I never drink, but I felt like I needed to be bold to confess my feelings for you, please make me a lady tonight” The protective side of me erupts, “You need to sleep, I'm taking you to your room.” Avoiding everyone cleverly I escort her to the elevator leading up to her room... She's obviously out of control. As we are alone in the lift, she drops her purse deliberately, bends down to pick it up exposing her whole ass in front of me. She wasn't wearing any panties and she was so bent over I could see her wet slit!!! How much would a man take before he's pushed over? “Ellie!” I shout trying unsuccessfully to discipline her "What?" She says giggling, getting up and biting her full red lips as she approaches me. We are barely a few inches apart. She wants to be kissed, but I can't. She hurls herself at me and if I don't catch her, she will land on the floor. I grab her by the hips trying to push her away. She throws her head back sexily revealing her juicy cleavage moulding her large breasts which were practically in my face. I take her to her room and gently lay her on the bed. Accidentally she touches my stiff cock as she lies down mumbling, “I am angry with you. Good night” I close the door behind me and let her sleep. Now in my room, on my bed, I force myself to sleep but my mind keeps going back to her and the desire of the previous day during the shower gets stronger and stronger. I desperately want to touch her body, hear her beg again that she wants my cock. That I can possess her. That she is only mine!!! I want to hold her in my arms and fuck her until she begs me to stop. I feel my penis swell and take it in my hand. I shake and move it up and down visualising her, screaming, praying, sucking, kissing, arching that slender back. I imagine coming into her mouth. A sublime image forms in my head as I cum happily drifting asleep.