((Authors Note -
Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!
This is part 4 of 5 of a mini-series so makes most sense if read after the earlier parts!
However, I've tried to make the developing, and somewhat forced relationship between David and his boss, Astrid, read stand-alone as well, so I hope that it works for you!
I sincerely hope that you enjoy ...
Duke ))
Part 15 - Early Sunday Evening, Astrid's Place
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Sitting at Astrid's breakfast table and tucking into a really tasty Swedish omelette was leaving me with mixed feelings.
Don't get me wrong, the food was lovely. She'd done a crisp side salad with a tasty Mediterranean dressing. The wine, a crisp dry Chablis, was also good. In fact it was great. Way beyond anything I'd tried from the cheaper end of restaurant wine lists before. And she'd tried hard to put me at ease with a running commentary on life, work and almost anything else that came to mind as she'd prepared the meal.
And it was natural, I suppose, to feel slightly uneasy given that this beautiful, blonde haired woman was actually my boss in our company Marketing Department. She was head of department, mid thirties, highly professional and obviously on a fast track to senior management. I was, well, somewhat more junior shall we say! Only recently out of uni and still finding my feet as a research analyst, the thought of sharing a meal with the woman I will admit to occasionally fantasizing about would have been unsettling enough, but to be invited to her home as well would normally have been unthinkable.
After all, she was universally known in our workplace as the 'Ice Maiden' because of her rather remote management style. Definitely not a person easy to warm to, but always fair I thought, unlike the evil bitch Georgia who was one of her team leaders and obviously an enemy ever since Astrid's arrival had taken away the promotion she'd thought was so obviously hers! And look what had happened to her earlier today!? Astrid was definitely not one to cross and it served chubby Georgia right I thought viscously. After what she'd done to an hypnotised Astrid and I over the last few days, she deserved every painful moment of the continuous fucking she was currently undergoing!
Not that Astrid seemed much concerned with her subordinates current problems. She appeared to have put all that behind her and was chomping away at her hastily contrived meal quite happily on the opposite side of the table, occasionally glancing up as she talked and smiling. It was a wonderful smile. Her whole face seemed to light up at the same time and her steel grey eyes flickered warmly. I was mesmerised by it. Not hypnotised as before, but just plain mesmerised. Or besotted maybe! She really did need to smile more often!
My gaze, not for the first time, slipped lower. Astrid was wearing a tight black top, over matching, tight black slacks. The thin black belt wrapped tightly around her narrow waist positively dragged anyone's eyes to her sensuous figure. She may have been a good ten years older than me, but she looked just as fit! Well, most people would probably say more so I reflected sadly, suddenly determined to take up squash again!
And when she'd turned up on my doorstep earlier today, dressed like a seductive, very female James Bond, my heart had jumped a beat or two. Of course that may also have been due to the snub nosed thirty eight revolver that she'd been pointing at my chest at the time too! Boy, was I glad that that little misunderstanding was over and done with!
Of course I knew that, all in all, I should be relaxed and enjoying her unexpectedly pleasant company, but there was a metaphorical elephant in the room. A big one!
Unfortunately, I was finding it really hard to put out of my mind the vision of her naked, spread-eagled body lashed to this very same table as I'd tormented her with an industrial sized vibrator! It was only a couple of days ago after all, and now I'd got my memory of it back, in great detail! I wasn't sure whether to feel totally ashamed of the act, or of the fact that I was getting uncomfortably aroused just thinking about it!
Astrid didn't seemed particularly worried though and continued to chat casually as we ate, maybe putting my distraction down to the fact that I was out being wined and down by the boss!
By the time that we'd finished eating though, I was finally starting to relax and to maintain something of a more adult conversation. I had her laughing at a few anecdotes about my personal life, and was suddenly inordinately pleased that such a stylish woman seemed interested in me at all! When she suggested that I take the remains of the wine 'next door' and get settled on the sofa whilst she loaded the dishwasher, I didn't give it a second thought.
Part 16 - Early Sunday Evening, Astrid's Place - After Dinner
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That was until I saw the black leather sofas in her opulent looking, modern style living room!