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White Collar Affair -- Part 3
We both got dressed and said goodbye, but he didn't say it was the last time. I had my hopes up. I walked straight to my car and got inside. I saw his car leaving and turned the engine on. As I left the parking lot, I drove back to my apartment satisfied. The whole weekend I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. I knew it was more than a one-time thing and for the first time in months I was excited to get back to the office on Monday.
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I entered our offices on the fifth floor and greeted everyone. I walked past the open-plan cubicles and into my desk at the end of the hall. I didn't have my own office yet, but my desk was bigger than the cubicle desks. It was quiet enough so I could focus on my work. Most people would knock before coming in as my computer was opposite the entrance, and I couldn't see them straight away.
This week I had to present our monthly report, which is why I was doing the balance of all our expenses and see how the budget plan was doing. I put my earbuds on and began typing. Numbers in and out on the spreadsheet. My fingers were moving swiftly on the keyboard while I listened to music. I was trying to get as much done as I could in the morning.
I was so immersed in my task that I didn't notice someone had entered my office. Suddenly, I felt someone grab my shoulder and jumped on my chair. I took my earbuds out and turned around to see my boss smiling.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you..." Robert apologized. I looked up and contemplated his tall frame. He was wearing a dark grey suit that day with the jacket open, and one hand in his pocket.
"...It's okay...What can I do for you, sir?" I replied surprised to see him in my office, considering I was the one that usually went to his.
"I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing. You are working on that report, right?"
"Uhm... yes, I've just started actually... but the results look promising." I said moving one of my screens so he could see it better.
I explained the analysis I was doing and felt his presence behind me. He put his hand on the right side of my desk supporting his weight and I began talking on autopilot. His warm breath was on the back of my neck making my cock twitch in my pants. I kept looking at his strong fingers and wished he would take my clothes off and take me right then and there. God, it was torture. He was definitely pushing my buttons.
"Well done, keep up the good work!" He encouraged me as he grabbed my shoulders with both hands shooking me up a bit once I finished talking.
I looked up and smiled back wishing he would reward me with something more than that.
After finishing some work, I ran to the bathroom and washed my face. I fixed my brown hair that I noticed was in dire need of a haircut. A voice in my head told me to keep my shit together...
The week continued with him teasing me like that. In the halls, our bodies would touch ever so slightly, and I would get excited. He was looking at me differently and just the sound of his deep voice in meetings would send me to the edge... It wasn't just that I felt attracted to him, but I also respected the way he worked, which made it worse. I couldn't stand being so close to him and wait for him to make a move.
Sometimes I would catch him talking to his daughter, during our breaks. I could tell he missed her. Being all day at the office must have been hard for their relationship, but he made it work.
All I had were the memories of what we did. On my knees in his office, jerking off in his car... Although, we had only done stuff twice I found myself thinking about him at more than I should. Wishing, and longing for him at night. Dating apps didn't seem appealing to me, I wasn't interested in random hook-ups anymore. Even my favorite pornsites didn't compare to the real thing. I had opened this door now, and I was excited to know where it would lead us...
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Days went by and we continued working hard. After being on the verge of bankruptcy for a few months, we were finally out of the danger zone. The company was actually doing ok and according to our finance forecasts, we could become a more than profitable company in a few years.
It was such good news we decided to make a small celebration Friday afternoon, staying within budget of course, to thank everyone for their hard work and boost employee morale. We paid for a small catering service that our office building offered, so they provided the food and drinks. We worked with several companies in one building, so they provided different services for events and such.
Everyone was on a great mood that day, although it was a very simple celebration it meant we would stop working overtime. At the end of the day all we wanted was a little appreciation.
The food and drinks looked delicious. It was a simple buffet with some vegan options which some colleagues appreciated, including Kayla one of the few friends I had in the department. Other people from other floors also showed up.
I had decided to take an uber and that way I could drink without worrying about my car. Soon after, everyone who wasn't driving was kind of tipsy. In the midst of the party, our boss Robert said some words of encouragement to everyone in the office. He was very happy to have more time to talk to his daughter, and family was something a lot of people valued in the office. He named a few of us including me, thanking us for our hard work and I almost died. Everyone clapped and I couldn't help to think he was a great leader. The rest of the afternoon, he stayed on a corner trying not to make us uncomfortable, I guess. It can be weird to be yourself and let loose in front of your boss.
We soon relaxed and started joking around. I was talking with my friend Kayla about life and then she started telling me about some cute guys from a different department who had come up to our floor. There was a tall blond lanky looking guy and another guy with very short hair. There weren't that many guys our age, so we started talking about who was cute and stuff like that. Apparently, we had completely different taste in men, so we had a good laugh about that.
I noticed they were looking our way and had started chatting when I looked their way for a second.
"He's such a faggot. Just look at him." I heard one of those guys say and then take a sip from his drink.
My mind could read that word clearly on his lips, although most people didn't hear what he said. Good thing I had develop a thick skin after years of similar remarks from my classmates, so I just brushed it off and turned around to continue talking to Kayla. I wasn't going to waste my time talking back.
That's why I didn't notice Robert walking towards them.
"I couldn't help to hear that... Greg, isn't it?"- he asked casually.
"Yeah..." said Greg looking up at his superior.
"I hope you can refrain from making those comments from now on, or you'll be on your way to sensitivity training." He stated in calm voice, wiping the smile of those guys' faces.
"Mm... okay..." He replied in not very convincing voice.
"Enjoy the party." And he left the hall.
