Sophia Parker

I'm normally never late to work. But today, I was 15 minutes late! That was because I had put in a lot more effort on my appearance than I usually would. I even applied makeup on my face.

I wanted to see if I could get Mr Wilson's attention and if I started dressing like his usual picks, then maybe he will finally notice me. I would normally wear loose skirts and trousers to work but today I am wearing something so tight that I can hardly spread my legs. My shirt was also 2 times smaller than my real size, I couldn't do up the first two buttons.

I felt so uncomfortable in these heels but this is what Mr Wilson likes. His usual girlfriends always wear killer heels anytime they show up to his office.

I didn't even get the chance to go to my own office first because I'm so late. I just went straight to the kitchen and prepared Mr Wilson's coffee. I left my bag there and rushed into his office without even knocking.

"Good morning Mr Wilson. I'm sorry I'm late, I was held up a bit by the traffic. Here's your coffee." I hurried inside and placed it on his table.

He didn't chastise me for being late, in fact he didn't say anything. He just looked at me like he'd seen a ghost. I couldn't make out how he felt about this because he just stared with a straight face, with his mouth slightly hanging open.

What if he doesn't like it? 

Maybe I went overboard because this was obviously not what I usually look like. 

I suddenly felt nervous and instantly regretted doing this. I also saw Mr Wilson shift uncomfortably. 

Great, now I'm making him uncomfortable.

"Sir are you okay?" I asked because he looked off-base.

"Yes. Yes. I'm fine" He said reaching for his coffee.

I was about to fill him in on his diary for today but he dropped his cup spilling the coffee everywhere.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry Mr Wilson was the coffee too hot?" 

I had been in such a hurry that I didn't let the coffee cool down before I gave it to him. I myself noticed it was very hot when I held it on my way here. Now some documents on his table were ruined.

Why can't you just get anything right Sophia!

"No, err..."

"Don't worry I'll clean this up right away." I said, trying to fix things. 

I gathered the files from his desk and hurriedly went to his washroom to get two towels. I cleaned his desk first then I cleaned the floor. 

This wasn't an easy task because I had to crouch and I felt like my skirt would rip into two at any given second. It would be so embarrassing if that actually happened.

I managed to clean up successfully without ripping my skirt and I asked Mr Wilson if he needed another cup of coffee since the first one went to waste. He said yes and I went and got him another one.

This time I took my time and managed to make his coffee at a decent temperature. When I returned to the office he finally spoke to me.

"You were late today Miss Parker."

"I know, I'm sorry. Like I said there was a bit of traffic."

"I don't think so Sophia. The roads were very free on my way to work this morning."

"Yes... They were actually. But the traffic... it was just outside my street! There was an accident and it took time for..."

"No excuses Sophia. Don't be late next time." He snapped.

"Yes sir." I placed the second cup of coffee on his table.

We stayed silent for a couple moments and I could feel him starring at me again like he did earlier. I felt so uncomfortable in my own skin. I cleared my throat but he didn't stop looking at me. I decided to say something to fill in the awkward silence.

"Umm, so today Mr Alfred Lewis will be coming in by 10:00am. You have a conference with Holt Industries and they will be coming in by 2:00pm. I have already prepared papers for both meetings. Also the budgets of all departments have not been reviewed in 3 months. Assumptions have been made since and the quality of projections has been reduced. All the divisions are planning on having a session by the end of today and they would like you to be present to give your approval and to finalize their decision." I said.

Still nothing from him.

"Mr Wilson!"

"Yes! Yes! What did you say?" he looked like his mind was somewhere far away and I'd just brought him back.

"Weren't you listening to me?" I asked incredulously.

"I was... but you were talking really fast."

"Okay, I guess I'd better email you your diary for today." I turned to exit. I found that so odd because he'd never once complained about the speed at which I spoke. 

"Wait!" He said.

I turned back, expecting him to say something but he just kept starring.

Okay, this is really getting weird. He's looking at me like I'm some strange animal from another planet. I definitely shouldn't have dressed up. I'm sure he noticed I tried hard today and it doesn't suit me. He's probably making fun of me in his head. Now I feel so embarrassed.

"You know what, never mind. You can leave."

With that I rushed out of his office like lightning. I can't face him again today, not like this. I don't know what was wrong with me. 

Did I actually think this would work?

Clearly it didn't and now he just sees me as some poor little girl who is trying so hard to be attractive but failing woefully. This whole stunt I pulled has only made things worse.

I sat on my desk and emailed his diary to him. Then I began to type new copies of all the soiled documents each. Thank goodness they weren't so many and didn't have much words on them. 

Every now and then, I looked at Mr Wilson through the corner of my eye through my open blinds and I would catch him looking at me. I wanted to close my blinds so badly because I couldn't work comfortably. After about an hour of debating, I stood up and closed it. 

I went over to the marketing department to meet Phoebe and to also ask her for help! This whole thing was her idea in the first place! The moment she saw me approaching her jaw dropped.

"Oh my gosh! Sophia is this you?!"

"In the flesh." I said sitting down at the corner of her desk

"You look so amazing, I see you went through with my plan. So tell me, how did it go?"

"Ugh! Terrible! He just starred at me like I was some strange object from Mars. I shouldn't have done this."

"Or... maybe he was astonished by how much beauty his personal assistant has been hiding all this while." She wagged her eyebrows.

"I doubt that he felt that way."

"Nope, I'm sure that he did. You look so good." She encouraged.

"Trust me Phoebe, you should have seen the way he looked at me."

"Sophia! You're not as repulsive as you think you are. Any guy that sees you like this and doesn't feel a thing is either gay or something is wrong with them."

Mr Wilson is definitely not gay. That still doesn't put him in the category of guys attracted to me though. I like how Phoebe is so optimistic. But as a realist, I can't totally believe some of what she says.

"Sophia!"

I snapped my head toward the voice only to see Mr Wilson himself. He is looking at me angrily like I'd done something wrong.

"You disappeared for half an hour only for me to find you here chatting! Is that what I pay you for? To chat?"

Half an hour???

"No sir, I was just asking Phoebe-"

"To my office now!" he ordered and walked away.

I gave Phoebe the 'I told you so look' before running after him. Now she would believe me when I say this man has no interest in me whatsoever. By the time I got to his office he was already sitting on his chair. A huge pile of files were in front of him.

"I need you to organise all these files into their respective folders and arrange them in the shelf just there." He said pointing to the shelf across his desk.

"Yes, sir." I said politely because I know that I'd already pissed him off enough today. Being late, bringing him hot coffee and now being caught chatting. 

Let's not make any more mistakes again now, Sophia.

I picked up the huge lever arch folders but they were so heavy that some fell from my hands and scattered all over the floor on my way before I could reach the shelf.

The noise was loud enough to get his attention, but I couldn't.

Why do I always embarrass myself in front of this man.

I got on my knees in mortification and began to stack the files again. 

Surprisingly, I felt him beside me. He had crouched down to also help me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body because we were so close. I froze and looked up into his blue eyes and saw him starring at mine as well. 

For a moment I had a tunnel vision, focusing on his face.

We were interrupted by a knock on the door and he moved away from me swiftly. I suddenly missed the proximity.

"Come in" he said standing up and leaving me to sort out the rest by myself. It was Alice, his secretary.

"Sir, your 10:00am is here." She said.

"Send him in."

After a few moments Mr Alfred Lewis walked into the office. He was one of our clients and his company specialises in telecommunications.

"Alfred, how nice to see you again." Mr Wilson said to him but he didn't even acknowledge his greeting. Instead he just stared a me unbelievably.

"Sophia?" He finally asked.

"Yes, good morning Mr Lewis."

"Wow, you look different. Very beautiful, I must add."

At least someone noticed!

"Thank you sir." I smiled.

I could see Mr Wilson from the side of my eye. He had narrowed his eyes and was glaring at Mr Lewis.

"Back to work Sophia!" He scolded me.

Him and Mr Lewis began talking but all the while I could feel his eyes on me, which was embarrassing because when I had to reach up to put a folder into the top shelf, I had to pull down my skirt because it kept rising up anytime I stretched. 

 When I was finally done, I scrambled out of the office. It was almost lunch time and I couldn't miss lunch because we were having a conference meeting at 2:00pm which would be extremely long and demanding.

I sat on my desk for a little while and when it was 1:00pm I left the building with Phoebe to get lunch.

Adam Wilson

I am having a very difficult time at work today so far and I think it's going to get worse. I can't get Sophia out of my mind. Whatever mild feelings I had for her before has intensified.

It's like she has infected me like a virus. The only cure is to get her into my bed as soon as possible, maybe that would get rid of the incessant desire for her that I've just acquired.

The one thing preventing me was the fact that she works for me. I have never mixed business with pleasure but all of a sudden she's become so hard to resist.

My intercom buzzed and I answered. It was my secretary.

"Sir, everyone is set for the conference. The board of Holt Industries arrived 10 minutes ago."

"Thank you Alice, I'll be there shortly." It was already 2:10pm, I was late.

I gathered some files and looked through the window adjoining mine and Sophia's offices. Her blinds were closed.

I needed her at this meeting so I made my way to her office to remind her to be there.

Her door was slightly open but just before I entered, I heard her voice.

"Oh my god! No no no!" She said.

She didn't sound okay and I was curious as to what was happening to her in there.

I knew I shouldn't have but I peered through the slightly open door. 

I froze instantly at what I saw!

The tight little shirt that I had dreamt about ripping off Sophia's body earlier was now actually off! Her purple lacy bra was on full display!

What the fuck is she doing?

She held her shirt in her hands and I think she was wiping something off of it. I watched her for a few moments until I couldn't cope anymore.

I took to my heels. 

I forcefully brushed the indecent image of Sophia that I'd just seen out of my head and walked into the conference room. I greeted my affiliates and started the meeting immediately, refusing to allow what happened to affect me.

I had managed to do just that for about 5 minutes. But when I saw Sophia walk into the room in nothing but a blazer, I lost my cool again.

Why would she come into a meeting dressed like that? 

I tried my absolute best to concentrate but it was no use. The only thing on my mind was the fact that she wasn't wearing anything apart from a purple bra beneath that dangerously low cut blazer.

At one point, I asked for whoever was in possession of our business profile to hand them out. Sophia began handing them out, bending over the table and sashaying between each client. I could see some of them had their eyes on her, trying to look beneath the blazer and it made me furious.

I couldn't handle Sophia being in the conference room anymore dressed like that so when she returned back to her seat next to me, I spoke to her privately.

"Thank you Sophia but you've done enough for today. You should go back to your office and finish the rest of your work." I whispered to her, ensuring no one else heard our conversation.

"But-" She tried to object.

"Leave."

"Okay." She handed the rest of the profiles to me.

"Wait for me in my office before you leave." I said to her. I needed to have a word with her about her outfit.

"Alright sir."

After she left, I performed better and the meeting. My concentration was back on and I was more efficient.

The meeting was regarding a joint venture with Holt, an aviation company. We analysed our internal and external policies, procedures and operations of both of our companies to see if we would be compatible if we ventured together. Our budgets, safety, morale and workplace manners were also examined.

The meeting went on for another 3 hours and finally concluded around 5pm. The new clients agreed to invest into our company and our partnership proposal was also accepted.

This was set to be a major turnaround for our business. I was sure that new opportunities will be unlocked after this and the value of our stocks in the market will definitely increase.

After networking with the new clients over some wine and meal platters, I returned back to my office. The moment I walked in... I heard a faint cracking noise. I looked to my left to find the temptress waiting for me.

"Mr Wilson, did the meeting go well?" She asked, oblivious to all the damage she'd done to me today.

"Yes. It did." I replied. 

"You said to see you before I left, and it's now past time. I was just waiting for you to get back." She said nervously.

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt." I got straight to the point, asking her the question seriously. I had an inkling as to the answer but I wanted to hear her side of the story.

"Sir?"

"The shirt you wore this morning. What happened to it?"

"It got ruined really badly at lunch today. It wasn't my fault it was Phoebe who..."

"Be more careful next time. And please don't show up to any meeting or anywhere in the office dressed in just a blazer. From now on, I need you to have at least three spare shirts in your office."

I couldn't let this happen again.

"Yes, sir." She looked down. She still seemed a little nervous.

Only then did I look to the floor on my left and notice a tiny broken vase behind her.

So that's why I heard a crack.

"Mr Wilson I am so sorry, I'll pay for the damages from my salary. I didn't mean to, I was just looking at it when it mistakenly fell from my hands. I was frightened when you came in and it slipped. Please, I'm so sorry."

She looked so cute when she begged. I could imagine what she would look like, begging me as I teased her with my fing... Wait what?

I shook my head rigorously and erased the dirty thought that had creeped into my mind.

"Miss Parker." I came closer and she took a step back.

Was she afraid of me?

"Sir?"

Her eyes were glistening, it looked like she was about to cry which was strange. I wasn't remotely upset about the vase, I didn't care enough to scold her about it. But she'd made a handful of errors recently which was slightly concerning.

"Listen, it's okay. I'm not going to charge you for this. It's only a vase. The only thing you need to do is be more careful. You seem to be making mistakes lately, which is very unlike you. Is there anything going on outside of work that I should know about?"

She shook her head in a child-like manner. That was a subtle reminder of the fact that she significantly younger than me and I shouldn't really be thinking about her in that way.

Although though her body screamed otherwise. 

"You can leave now Miss Parker. I will see you tomorrow." I stepped aside, letting her go.

"Thank you sir. See you tomorrow." She said and walked out.

Once she left my office I tried to work late. But unfortunately, I couldn't get anything done without thinking about what I had seen earlier in the her office today.

The image of her beautiful body consumed my thoughts and I found myself wondering what it would feel like to have it perched up against mine. I'm sure she would feel soft and smooth.

Before I knew it, it was 7:30pm. I hadn't done a single work, and I was left with a serious hard on.

Reluctantly, I picked up my phone and called the one person I knew who would be willing to get rid of it for me.

"Adam, I knew you'd call. You can't get enough of me."

"Charlene, can you come over tonight?"

"Of course baby, I'll be there in two."

I ended the call and shook my head.

That woman was so cheap.

Adam Wilson

I woke up from someone kissing me on my temple. I opened my eyes to see Charlene.

Oh no!

"Good morning baby."

I looked at the clock on the side table and saw that is was 9:30am.

"Charlene! Why didn't you wake me up?"

"You looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't want to disturb you. Plus, I had enough time to stare at that handsome face of yours." She tried to sound sexy but that only made me cringe.

Her hand reached out to cup my face but I quickly stopped her. I stood up from the bed and began to put on my clothes.

"Where are you going?" She asked

"Work! Where else?!" I shouted.

"But-"

"Charlene! I don't have time for this! I'm already late to work because of you!"

"You don't have time for what exactly?" She asked, slightly confused.

I didn't even know why I was angry at her. She was just so annoying for no particular reason.

"I don't know why you're treating me like this. First you call me up for us to get back together, now you're acting strange."

"Wait, did you think that I called you to get back together?" I asked incredulously.

"Of course! Don't tell me that this was just a booty call?"

"Ahhh, yes. That's precisely what it was." I said.

I was happy that she'd managed to interpret it perfectly without me having to explain it.

"You bastard." She spat before she started to pack up her things.

"Hey, at least last night was fun right?" I tried to lighten up the mood a bit, even though I knew I had been an asshole to her.

"Don't you ever call me in your life again!" She barked before she left my bedroom and slammed the door.

Wow, it was always so easy getting rid of her. I don't know what possessed me to call her up in the first place. Probably because I was seriously horny and the only person I wanted was out of bounds. Charlene was the only immediate solution.

On reflection, she hadn't actually solved my problem because I am still not satiated. Sex with her was not as spectacular as it used to be... because now she was the wrong woman.

I even recalled myself once looking at her eyes as I fucked her but imagining another beautiful pair of eyes which belonged to Sophia. The fact that I was having sex with one woman and thinking about another made me so angry that I sped up the pace angrily making Charlene scream. She had no idea that it was Sophia who was in my mind.

How pathetic of me.

*********

Sophia Parker

"Miss Parker, I need you to come into my office right now."

With that I wasted no time jumping up and walking over to his office.

What's up with him?

After all, he was late to work today. Not just 20 minutes late, but 3 hours! Very unlike him.

Today I toned it down a lot and wore just a simple red dress. I also wore a black blazer over it so I don't get too cold. When I got into the office I saw Mr Wilson wearing his jacket like he was about to leave.

"Miss Parker, I have issues to attend to outside the office but I also need some emails replied to as well. Every email that has keywords like 'contract', 'megacorp', and 'conglomerate' in its subject, reply by sending an attachment of the Megacorp contract."

"Okay sir."

"Also, Alice is off sick today so I need you to take my calls. Only redirect to me if it's necessary."

With that he left, leaving me in his huge office alone. I sat down on his chair and the first thing I noticed was the lingering scent of his cologne. He smelled so masculine, I wonder what it would be like to hug him and drown in his strong scent.

I quickly recovered from my daydream, which I immediately banned myself from having, and began to actually work. In the course of  replying his emails, his phone rang and I answered.

"Wilson & Co, I'm sorry but Mr Wilson is not available right now. This is his personal assistant, how can I help?" I said politely

"Who is this?" The person barked nastily.

"Um... Like I said, I'm his personal assistant."

"Oh, I hope he's not screwing you too."

"Excuse me!"

"Tell him that Charlene called and I want to make things work between us, he should call me as soon as possible. Okay?"

"Err, okay."

Suddenly the line went dead.

Wow. I had assumed Mr Wilson was semi-single because he hadn't asked me to deliver flowers or book diner reservations in almost two months. I felt so dumb right now. Of course he wasn't single! Of course he had a girlfriend! Even if he didn't, he had people that he was seeing, especially the person who called him on Monday.

I still don't stand a chance. I never will. Tears began to fall from my eyes as all the hopes I had had began to crumble again. This happens every time I see him with someone new.

I need to get over this stupid infatuation I have. He is my boss and it's wrong for him to ever get involved with me in the first place . I shouldn't even care!

I wiped my stupid tears and looked at the time. It was almost 5pm and Mr Wilson was yet to return.

I tidied up his desk and turned off the lights. I also packed up my things from my office. I went to the elevator and pressed the button. After waiting patiently, the door opened and I got in.

There was someone else in the elevator, I usually saw him around the office and in meetings but we'd never really spoke to each other. I believe he led the accounting department.

"Hey." he spoke to me for the first time.

"Hi." I smiled at him.

"I'm Sean Edmund, nice to meet you." He rose his hand and I shook it.

"Nice to meet you too I'm-"

"Sophia Parker, I know. You're Adam's personal assistant."

I laughed a little at his forwardness. He was quite handsome but not like Mr Wilson. Sean was blonde but they both had blue eyes.

"Are you okay? Your eyes look a little puffy. Were you just... crying?" He asked.

"Oh... No I wasn't, I haven't slept in days that's all." I smiled weakly.

"You should get some sleep. How are you getting home?"

"Uh, I'm getting a taxi."

"Mind if I give you a ride?"

"Not at all."

The elevator ride came to a stop and we made our way to his car. He opened the passenger door for me like a gentleman would. And I must say, he had a really nice car. I gave him my address and we started moving.

"So how long have you worked for Adam?" He asked.

"Its been almost 2 years now."

"Oh really? I joined the company about 9 months ago."

"I know. I remember you. I helped Mr Wilson with shortlisting résumés for the Head of Accounting and Finance role. When I saw yours, it was pretty good I must say. I opted for you to get the job."

"Thank you." He laughed and smiled.

"You're welcome."

Although I don't remember him getting interviewed which was strange...

"So what's it like working with him?"

Torture.

"Umm... It's okay I guess. He can be very snappy at times but he's a really good boss. He's very fair and thoughtful. Definitely the best person I've ever worked with."

"Is he now? How many jobs have you had at so far?"

"Three. This is my third. What about you?"

"Seven."

"Oh, well... you didn't put all seven on your resume."

"No I didn't." He said. "And that was by choice. There was always something up with the women that I worked with."

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"I've had three female bosses and they all wanted to sleep with me. When I refused I got fired. Two places, I was fired because the women threw themselves at me and uh, we got caught. I had nothing to do with it but they lied and being the man, it seamed fair to fire me instead. No one believed my side of the story."

"What! That must be terrible! What about your sixth role?" I asked curiously.

"The sixth place was my boss' daughter"

"Oh... How old was she?" I asked, feeling heavily distraught from his revelation.

"She was nineteen. I had only met her a few times before she showed up at my office one day. Let's just say she made a sudden advance towards me and her dad caught us in a compromising position."

"Wow. You've been through a lot. But honestly, who would blame those women? You are good looking." I said and he laughed a little, looking out my window. I followed his gaze and saw that we had reached my home.

"Thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it. It was also nice getting to know you a little bit." I said.

"Same here, Sophia. I guess I'll see you around at the office?"

"Sure. Have a good night."

"Goodnight."

I got out and when I had gotten into my apartment, that's when he drove off.

Sean was a very nice guy and also very good looking too. I don't blame those women for throwing themselves at him. But that's more than enough reason for me to stay away from him. I can't be with someone who constantly has women prying over them. Even if he doesn't want to, they'll make him cheat.

My phone rang and when I looked at the caller ID, it was Mr Wilson. As usual, my heat skipped a beat.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Miss Parker, I'm sorry I couldn't make it back to the office on time. I assume you have left?" He asked. There was a lot of background noise where he was. I could just about hear him.

"Yes, I have."

"Good. Did you do everything I asked you to do?"

"Yes, sir. The emails were sent." I confirmed.

"Did I get any phone calls?"

"Actually, there was one."

"From who?"

From your flavour of the moment!

"A woman named Charlene. She said-" I started but he cut me off instantly.

"I don't want to know what she said. Is that all?" He said angrily.

"That's all."

"Okay. Good night."

"Good-" beep

The line got disconnected before I could wish him a nice evening.

Wow. Talk about being snappy.