Illicit Affair- Chapter 2-New Boundaries - Sex Stories

Illicit Affair- Chapter 2-New Boundaries

... she kept a safe distance away from her sexy boss. Both of them stood in silence, making no exchanges. The elevator was taking its sweet time to reach their floor, so Gabriel stole an opportunity to glance over at her. But still, he made no effort to initiate a conversation. When the metal doors finally opened, Rachel hesitated to step in first. “After you.” He gestured with his hand. After they were both inside, Gabriel pressed the “G” button that led to the ground floor. The doors were now closed. Ding… ding… ding… Rachel prayed that the elevator would stop at another floor and allow other employees to take the ride down with them. But her prayers were not answered. She could feel such intense sexual tension between them, and it only amplified in the closed space they were sharing. Gabriel wanted nothing more than to press the emergency stop, push Rachel back, and wrap those long sex legs around his waist. He wanted to hear her skirt tear as he’d hike it up, slip her panties to the side, and fuck the fuck out of her. He wouldn’t cum until he’d beat her wanton pussy till she was good and sore, moaning his name, begging him to go harder… deeper . “Gabriel?” Rachel finally spoke, pulling him out of his X-rated fantasy. He turned his head and looked at her. “I just wanted to apologize again for last Friday. I…” “I’ve moved on from it, Rachel. I suggest you do as well.” He cleared his throat. Ding! The elevator finally reached their floor. “Enjoy your evening,” said Gabriel, ...

... stepping out first, leather briefcase in hand. She walked out of the building feeling slightly hurt that their almost sexual encounter had meant nothing to him. Why would it? He’s Gabriel-fucking-King, and you’re his intern! A very much taken and unavailable intern! Her subconscious declared, tapping an irritated heel. ~oOo~ Rachel walked into her apartment feeling exhausted as usual. She kicked off her pumps, hung up her white trench coat, and was about to head into the kitchen when she noticed something on the coffee table. It was a black shopping bag with recognizable Italic font written in the middle: Forever Diamonds Like a magnet, she found herself hovering above the shopping bag, and pulling out a black velvet box. Rachel opened it and her heart almost stopped. It was a diamond encrusted bracelet. She admired it, lightly brushing her fingers over the diamonds in disbelief that she now owned something so expensive. How could he afford this? She wondered. Rachel peered inside the bag again and retrieved a little card: Babe, I know you said that we should take it slow, and I want that as well. I want to earn your trust again. But I just need you to know that you are the diamond in my life, and just like a diamond, that is how I want to cherish you. Please accept my gift and do me the honor of wearing this bracelet tomorrow night when I take you to the opera. I love you, Rachel -C Her eyes welled up with tears. She was overwhelmed. She felt elated, sad, grateful, and guilty. A ...