Secret Fantasy 2

Chapter 2

I drifted back to the soft bed and to my secret lover… He even seemed to say where were we? I rolled him over climbed on top… I was taking control of him… He is mine here even if not forever… I will always have him this way… I gripped both wrists and pushed them above his head… He grabbed hold of the rod-iron bars on the headboard and held on… I rocked my hips back and forth and he thrust upward.

I could feel it rising... it spread like a disease all through my body… From my stomach to my toes and back up bringing heat with it as it came… I arched my back going faster and faster as the inevitable took over… Still breathing hard I heard my watch beep…

I knew I only had ten minutes to drive across town and into work… I took 2^nd shift at a restaurant so that I could make so money and still attend school… This fantasy or my imagination or whatever you want to call it started about 2 weeks ago when I met my supervisor… He is gorgeous and you guessed it… Completely unaware of my existence… Yeah he is nice and all and always gives me that sexy smile… He can’t even come around without my face turning crimson and my pants getting wet… He is older than me and has that sophisticated look…

I expressed my feelings to my best friend and she strongly warned against this… “Ashley you have to stop this… Nothing good can come out of it… You know he is taken!” She pleaded with me and I have come to terms that it will never happen but I can’t help this feeling… It’s not love just lust! Right?

Work was busy today, uneventful to say the least… I didn’t even see him until I clocked out… He always made small talk… “So how did we do today?” Hold it together Ash, you are leaving in like 30 seconds…

“We did very well! Almost a hundred in tips!” I smile and tried not to look as nervous as I was…

“Good, that’s my girl!” With that he headed to the bar to help the new bartender drag in another keg… A hint of jealousy sparked as I remembered how I wanted to be the bartender but had been turned down because I wasn’t sexy enough… They said in so many words that pretty girls met all the customers instead of just the guys… Still I couldn’t help but feel a little hopeful with his last remark… ‘that’s my girl!’ I played it over and over again until I knew I had to put one foot in front of the other or I was not going to be able to leave.

I really focused making it out the door in record time… I reached for my keys and found an empty pocket… “Shit” I said it out loud knowing that this meant I had to run back in… I turned and opened the door only to collide with a person coming out… “Oops I am soo soo sorry!” I would hate to have rammed a customer, but it wasn’t a customer…

“No I am sorry Ash… I saw your keys on the counter…”And when I didn’t reply he continued… “Well here you go!” I grabbed the keys and managed to get out a thank you before retreating to my car… I slammed the door and just sat there thinking about all the recent events. I could still smell his scent on my shirt and I could just picture what his chest would look like up under his shirt and tie… I smelled my shirt and my sleeves and hands trying to find the smell… I vowed never to wash this shirt again…