Chapter 2
Brent
On Wednesday morning the numbers for one of my newest products were in. The numbers were horrific.
We had handled marketing the right way, the surveys had been promising, and the launch had been grand. I had sent out sample products to my beta users, and the feedback had been positive. I sighed. Where had we gone wrong?
When I walked into the office, Rena was at attention, ready to serve me. That was how I liked my women—ready to do my bidding when I snapped my fingers.
“Morning,” she said.
“Can we get James Talon on the line?” I asked. I had to talk to Talon to figure out how we were going to get these numbers up.
“Yes, we can,” Rena said, and she sounded exasperated. I didn’t know what her issue was, and I didn’t care. I walked through to my office with her following me and became aware of the sound of heels on the parquet flooring. It was a distinct click-click when her footsteps were usually more muffled.
I sat down behind my desk and glanced at Rena—and struggled not to stare. She was incredibly hot.
“Look at this,” I said, handing her the file. She took it from me and put it on the table, leaning over to look at it. I could see straight down her shirt. I had noticed her tits before—she was a beautiful woman, and I was a sexually active man—but fuck, I had never seen her look like this. I glanced past her open blouse and noticed her short skirt and long legs that would look great wrapped around me. My dick twitched in my pants.
I pushed away the thought. I was her boss. I had to be professional. I couldn’t think about fucking my secretary. There was nothing more cliché.
Rena had always been a stunner. I had thought that of her the day she’d walked into my office for an interview. But this was something else. And perving over her was wrong.
She was probably dressed up like this because she had a date after work. A woman like her wouldn’t be single. Men had to be flocking toward her to get some of that ass.
“Hot date after work?” I asked her.
She glanced at me. “Excuse me?”
“Do you have a date after work?”
She blinked at me before she shook her head. When she looked down, I could have sworn she rolled her eyes. I had never asked her about her personal life before. She was obviously irritated by it. I had to admit, even a bad mood looked sexy on her.
I could have stared at her all day. Instead, I cleared my throat and talked business because that was what we were here for.
“What do you need me to do?” Rena asked after she had studied the file for a while.
Get on your knees and open your mouth, I thought. God, my mind was in the gutter.
“I need James on the line as soon as possible.” I wanted to be alone with her. “We need to talk about this.” She was my secretary. Thinking about her like this was wrong. “Call a meeting with Hank and Charlie for today if you can. What do you think?”
I needed her to say something that would distract me from the direction my mind was headed. I didn’t know what she was dressed up for, but it was driving me mad.
“I think Hank and Charlie will be able to meet today. The product needs revision.”
I nodded. “Should we keep sending out beta products to our testers? Is it making a difference?”
“I wasn’t supposed to ask her these questions. Rena was only my secretary. But she had a business degree, and her input was valuable. Besides, I needed her to keep talking about work. I watched her mouth as she spoke and couldn’t help but wonder what it would look like wrapped around my dick.
I glanced in the direction of the window, trying to clear my thoughts.
“Thank you, Rena,” I finally said. “Will you get Talon on the line for me?”
Rena nodded and left my office, and I could finally think straight again. What the hell had gotten into her today? What the hell had gotten into me?
I glanced at the time and left my office to find Joe. He was my business partner, and we worked well together. He joked and teased a lot, and he saw the funny side of life which balanced out my seriousness. It was why our working relationship worked despite our ten-year age difference.
When I walked into the office, Joe was on a call, wearing a headset that he must have stolen from the customer call center. He had his feet up on his desk, and he was throwing a red ball to the opposite wall and catching it again.
“I’ll call you back. The boss is here,” he said and hung up.
“We’re both bosses,” I said.
Joe chuckled. “Yeah, but it’s easier to get out of the conversation when I pretend I’m actually scared of you.”
I laughed and sat down. “You’re full of shit.”
“But valuable. Valuable shit. What’s up?”
I handed him the file with the numbers, and he flicked through it, frowning.
“What are we going to do about it?” I asked.
“We need to talk to Talon.”
I nodded. “I’m seeing him later.”
Joe looked at the file again. “Maybe this is just a bad run. We always have good results. To fuck up once in a while is fine.”
“Not to me,” I said. “Rena offered some ideas on how to help.”
Joe nodded, putting down the file. “She knows what she’s talking about.”
“Speaking of Rena,” I began. “Do you know if she’s seeing someone?”
Joe frowned. “That’s a weird thing to ask. Why?”
“Because she’s dressed very seductively today, and she’s making my dick itch.”
Joe laughed. “I think that’s the point.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
Joe leaned back in his chair. “You can’t tell me you haven’t noticed.”
“Haven’t noticed what?” I had no idea what Joe was talking about, and the way he laughed at me made me feel like I was missing something. And that pissed me off. I hated looking like an idiot.
“Rena has the hots for you.”
I shook my head. “That’s bullshit. She has to be twenty years younger than I am.”
Joe shrugged. “Hey, you don’t have to explain it to me. I think you’re fuck ugly, anyway.”
“Fuck you,” I said, laughing. “Seriously, though, what are you saying?”
“She’s been drooling over you since she started working here. Everyone in the office can see it. I don’t know how you missed that. It looks to me she finally found the courage to offer herself to you.”
“You’re fucking with me.”
“It would be a good joke, even for me. But I’m not. She melts every time you look at her.”
I shook my head. There was no way Rena was interested in me. We worked together. She knew how difficult I could be. I was old enough to be her dad, and a girl like her—hot as hell and clever, too—could get anyone. What was she doing fawning over me?
Not that I minded. I was flattered. I made a point of going after the good ones when I needed a release. I had taste, and I only fucked the model types. Which she was. But Rena worked for me. Which put her off-limits already. Not to mention the age difference and the fact that whatever had held her back for the past year had to be something to pay attention to.
Maybe Joe really was just fucking with me. It was his kind of joke.
“So?” Joe asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“So, what?”
“What are you going to do with the information now that you know she wants to jump your bones?”
“Assuming that I believe you—which I don’t—I don’t know. What am I supposed to do with a secretary that dresses like she’s trying to get someone to undress her?”
“Undress her,” Joe offered.
I snorted. “Yeah, and have HR all over my case? We were the ones that created the policy about fraternizing with colleagues around here.”
“And you can break it,” Joe pointed out. “Somehow, I doubt Rena will run around and tell on you if you fuck her. It’s what she wants.”
I thought about it but shook my head. I wasn’t going to go there. Rena was young, my secretary, an employee. I was not playing this game.
“I have to get back to the office,” I said. “I need to talk to Talon.”
“You do that,” Joe said with a chuckle.
When I walked through Rena’s office, she was sitting at her desk reading a document. I noticed again how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes were large and round, and her lips were naturally pouty. She had done something different with her hair today, some fancy style the women liked to do around the office, but she looked good. She didn’t look like she was trying too hard. Not even with her clothes.
No, she was trying just the right amount.
I shook off the thoughts again. I wasn’t going to think about her like that. I wasn’t going there.
“Did you get Talon for me?” I asked.
“He’s in a meeting, but he’ll call as soon as he’s done,” Rena said.
I nodded and walked to my office, to where I could be away from her. I couldn’t look at her today. I wanted to nibble on her lower lip, to kiss her neck, to follow her blouse down lower than it was open to finding out what she looked like without it.
I had to stop thinking like this.
Two hours later, I had managed to bury myself in work enough not to think about Rena. But when she knocked on my door, the dirty images came straight back.
“James is here to see you,” she said, and Talon walked into my office. Rena closed the door behind him. James turned to me and whistled.
“I don’t know how you stand it with her in the office,” he said. “She’s sex on a stick. Does she always look like that?”
“Just today,” I said. I sounded grumpy. I was.
“I don’t know how I would be able to resist. You’re a strong man.”
“Let’s talk business,” I said, trying to draw the attention away from Rena. I had to stop thinking about her in a dirty way, and with Talon lusting after her as well, it was too much to bear. Besides, she was my secretary. I didn’t own her or anything, but if anyone was going to perv over her, it was me.
Talon sat down in the air opposite me, and I showed him the file. We talked about marketing strategies and how to come up with a way to take care of the numbers. I forced myself to think about work and work alone, even though my mind drifted to the hot piece of ass sitting at her desk next door.
Joe had said she was dressing that way to offer herself up to me. Well, she was certainly getting my attention. Maybe I had to follow up on it.
It was against company policy, but we were two consenting adults, and if she was serious about it, why the hell not?