“Your…guest will be gone so soon?” Riya slipped on her robe and
smiled. Before her stood a woman head over heels in love with her boss.
Sean nodded, “Yup, I’ll have
to return to the real world next week. We’ll go to lunch and catch up on all
the goings-on the day I get back. I don’t know what I’d do without you,
Alyssa.”
The poor woman looked like
she was going to pass out from pleasure at the compliment. “I’m always happy
to help you, Sean. With, you know, anything you need.” At that, she grabbed
up the files and her laptop bag and headed for the door.
“I’ll bring all the checks
by for you to sign tomorrow, will that be alright?” Good girl, gauge his
schedule, Riya thought. Feel out the situation. At Sean’s distracted nod, she
smiled and left.
Sean headed straight for the
bathroom and reached into the shower. Riya noted it was solid cold. He
climbed in, gasping loudly.
Riya peeked through the
still open door and asked, “Why on earth did you do that?”
Sean began soaping himself
quickly, “Because I feel like I did when I first realized I had a dick and
pretty teenage girls who smelled like shampoo made it necessary for me to carry
my books in front of me for an hour.” He ducked his head beneath the cold
stream and emerged with his teeth chattering, “I have no idea what happened to
my famous control.”
“Interesting…that pretty
young woman has you very worked up. Why aren’t you dating her?” She wasn’t
surprised when Sean went still.
His eyes met hers and he
said carefully, “It is shockingly bad manners for me to discuss another woman
after the way we spent our afternoon, Riya. I…I’m ashamed to have even had a
reaction. My apologies.”
A wave of a delicate hand,
“Please. Alyssa was around before I was. You’re a man and a virile one at
that. I’m not the least bit offended. Wondering if she notices? She doesn’t,
likely thinks it’s completely one-sided.” Propping her hip against the
bathroom sink she added, “Two people attracted to one another usually feel like
things are one-sided, don’t they? So…why are you not dating her?”
He shook his head and washed
his hair, “Because she’s so young. I’m way too old for her, Riya. I’d
probably break her heart and never forgive myself. Or take the best years of
her life before she realized it and resented me for it.”
“Whoa, you’re not the
insecure type, which means she’s important.” She leaned into the shower,
“You’re totally hot. You have the body of a twenty-year-old and the maturity
of an older man. Women don’t want boys, Sean. She’s probably my age, which
doesn’t make her too young to appreciate…everything you have to offer.” She
ran her gaze over his cock and quirked her eyebrow. “I get you this week only
because I called dibs…next week, go after her hard.”
He shrugged noncommittally
but closed the door laughing. Riya grabbed her bag and moved into the bedroom
to dress. Sighs at what appeared in the open garment bag couldn’t be helped.
It was a flowing white dress with delicate beadwork and an empire waist. Just
under her breasts, the delicate material dropped gracefully to her mid-thigh.
She slipped on a new white thong and dropped the dress over her head. A bra
would be unnecessary. As it settled over her body to just above her knee, she
actually spun in front of the mirror to catch all sides. It was gorgeous.
Wait, he mentioned accessories.
Oh goody.
She began pulling items from
the Neiman Marcus bag. Generally, designer clothing and shoes didn’t even
register, though Tawny was an expert. But Riya knew pretty. These were
strappy and classically feminine, about three inches high and they went
beautifully with the dress.
Slipping her feet into them,
she took off for the second bathroom off