Chapter 2: Athena POV
The conversation last night with my grandma was...weird to say the least. Moving back in with her wasn't my choice of place to stay either, but she was giving me a deal on rent and while I was up for a promotion, I wanted to save a bit of cash. i was actually glad to be at work and to get a slight reprieve from her. I looked up just as a tall, dark skinned man walked into the ofice. He had short curly hair and deep brown eyes and hee was just my type. I'd always had a thing for black men; it was like I felt my womb open up. With the way this man was dressed, all crisp in a black suit, I couldn't help but imagine what lay underneath his clothing. He stopped right outside my office and just watched me.
I could feel his eyes on me and my body responded in a way I couldn't control. I swallowed hard as a warm, tingling sensation spread across my skin. I couldn't take my eyes off him, and for a moment we just stood there, locked in each other's gazes.
"Working hard or hardly working?" He asked as he stepped into the ofice. Suddenly I recognized him automatically. he was one of the board members and technically my boss's boss.
"Uh, yeah, working!" i answered in a high pitched voice. I could feel my cheeks burning, and I quickly looked down at my desk, hoping to hide my embarrassment. I heard a chuckle from the direction of the door, and when I looked back up, I saw Simon standing there, smiling at me. Great, just great. Not only did the man I'm attracted to see me acting like a fool, but he's also my superior.
"I'm just joking, Athena," Simon said, still grinning. "I know you're always working hard. I've heard a lot of good things about you from your boss, and I do want to ask," he started as he walked back to the door to shut it and lock it. He then gripped the front of his slacks.
"I heard you want a promotion?"
Simon said with a sly grin on his face. My heart started racing as I tried to keep my cool. I wanted to jump on him right there and then.
I cleared my throat, trying to sound as professional as possible. "Yes, I'm in the running for the marketing director position," I answered, trying to steady my shaking voice.
Simon walked closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Well, I'll be honest, Athena. You have some tough competition," he said, taking another step closer. "Some of the other women in the office, they're really good with this," He said, gripping his pants again. "But I think you have what it takes to succeed." He leaned in closer, his lips grazing the shell of my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine. "I know what you're capable of, Athena, and I think you're just what the company needs."
My breath hitched in my throat as his voice was deep and husky, sending a wave of desire coursing through me. I could feel my body responding to his proximity, heat pooling between my legs as I fought the urge to grind myself against him.
"I work hard, sir. I want to make it to the top, just not this way," i said, holding my ground. Simon's lips curved into a crooked smile, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Maybe you just need a little...incentive?" He murmured, his breath hot against my ear. My heart skipped a beat, and I turned to face him, our faces inches apart. I could feel his breath on my lips, and I knew he was going to kiss me. My body tensed with anticipation, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to kiss him.
But then my brain caught up with me, and I remembered where we were and who we were.
I pulled away, taking a step back from him.
"I'm sorry, Simon, I can't to do that," I said, trying to steady my voice. I could feel my body still craving him, but I knew I couldn't let it control me. Not here, not now.
He looked at me for a moment, his face unreadable.
"Oh, looks like we might have to post your position on Indeed, then.
Plenty of young, inexperienced twats out there willing to suck corporate cock. Sorry, love," he said with a shrug.
I frowned at him, my libido and thirst for success waning. "What did you just say to me?"
He chuckled lowly, taking a step towards me. "You heard me. I'm not afraid to speak my mind. Maybe if you were a little more experienced in other areas, you'd get that promotion."
"What if I change my mind?" i asked in a breathy voice. He wass right. I didn't have any other job offers ligned up, and the thought of living with my grandmother long term made me uneasy. If it was just this once and it was mutual, why did it matter? I thought. My heart was beating faster, my body responding to his words, my nipples hardening and that wetness I tried to fight started to return between my legs.
My conscience warred with my desires. I wanted to kiss him, but I knew that the consequences would be dire. I couldn't let my hormones dictate my actions, not if it meant putting my job at risk. I couldn't ignore what he was insinuating just because I wanted to give in to my desires.
"On your knees then," Simon ordered. I hesitated for a moment longer before sinking to my knees, looking up at him with glazed eyes. He stood over me, slowly undoing his trousers and letting them drop to the floor. I couldn't help but admire his strong legs and the bulge in his boxers.
"Take them off," he said gruffly, gesturing down to his underwear. I reached up and gently pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. I looked up at him again, biting my lower lip. I couldn't believe what we were about to do.
This was insane, foolhardy, and yet I couldn't resist the pull of Simon's manhood. A thrill ran down my spine at the forbidden thrill of it all. I leaned in, inhaling his earthy scent as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. He was warm and firm in my grasp, a throbbing presence that demanded attention. I looked up at him, watching his eyelids flutter closed as I licked my lips in anticipation.
"Don't tease me, Athena," he growled, his hands tangling in my hair.
I'd never seen him like this before, so commanding and confident, and I couldn't deny that it was a huge turn-on.
I took a deep breath and leaned forward, my tongue darting out to taste the tip of his cock. He tasted salty and musky, just the way I liked it. I licked my lips and then wrapped them around him, taking him deep into my mouth.
Simon let out a low moan, his fingers tightening in my hair as I began to suck him in earnest.
"Good girl. Looks like that promotion is coming sooner than you thought.
With your mouth on me, Athena, you're already making a good impression."
"Thanks, sir," I gurgled on his cock.
He thrust his hips forward, meeting my bobbing head with a rhythmic cadence. His hands tightened in my hair, a mix of authority and pleasure in his grip.
I took him deeper and deeper, able to trace every vein and curve with the tip of my tongue. Every gasp he emitted sent waves of thrill and excitement coursing through my body. I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft, using my fingers to stroke him in synch with my mouth.
"I'm about to come," Simon announced. His hips moved faster, pounding into my mouth at a punishing pace. I could feel the intensity growing in his muscles, the tension coiling in his fingers as he grasped my hair. I worked to take him deeper, wanting to please him in every way. With my eyes closed, I could only focus on the taste of his warm, salty strain as it began to fill my mouth.
When Simon finally reached his peak, he shouted out in pleasure, the sound echoing around the office.
He emptied himself into my mouth, and I swallowed every last drop, savoring the taste of him.
"You are amazing," Simon panted as he pulled out of me, his cock still half hard. He looked down at me, a look of pure, unadulterated lust on his face. "Fuck, Athena, where did you learn to do that?"
I smiled up at him, feeling like a cat who had just caught a mouse. I stood up, wiping my lips with the back of my hand. "Let's just say I've been up for a lot of promotions." I smiled, feeling empowered and in control. I could tell that he was impressed with my skills, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of myself.
Simon chuckled, his eyes still glazed over with lust. "Well, I think you deserve a raise. How about we hash out the details over dinner tonight? My place, seven pm. Wear something...comfortable. Let's meet at your place."
But as he walked out of the office I just realized what that meant. My place as in with my grandmother?