She quickly found Aaron to ask for his keys.“I’ll come with you,” he said. “I need a break.”“I thought you were having a blast with your new girlfriends,” she teased.He gave her a sour look as he politely excused himself from the adorable little girls, much to their protests.They headed out together, with the women saying extreme flirtations hellos to him as they walked by them to get to the front door.“I feel like there’s a story here,” he commented. “But I don’t want to hear it right now. What I need is a kiss from you.”Before she could protest, he dragged her away with him, and soon they found a bathroom. He shut the door and in the next moment, his tongue was in her mouth.“Aaron, I’m working,” she tried to say, but he wouldn’t let her go, and the moment his hand found his way underneath her dress, into her sex, her knees gave out. Two of his fingers shoved into her, and all she could do was hold on to his thick biceps, as her eyes rolled back into her head.“I would fuck yo
Just before lunch, however, Aaron received a text message from Helen. ‘Our prep for the meeting is complete. Just in time for lunch.’‘That’s great,’ he texted back and continued with the performance evaluation report he was looking through.Soon, another text message arrived. ‘I’m thinking of trying, one last time. I’ll just head over to Henry’s office and give the proposal to him. If he thinks it’s good, then perhaps he can use it as a backup in case the client is still unsatisfied with our current proposal.’With a sigh, Aaron put the papers down, and leaned back into the chair, rereading the message over, and over again. He could tell this affected her, and it was making it harder for him to turn a blind eye towards it. His gaze went over to her smiling, paint-smeared face on the frame before him, his hands encircling her shoulders, and her eyes shut tightly in excitement, as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.She was his girl… but he was also her boss. He had the responsibility of
It was at that moment that she knew she would never recover from this. This was going to haunt her until she decided to quit her job out of shame. The VP slammed the file she recognized all too well on the table and she flinched. “The purpose of a team, Helen, is for all its members to work collectively towards a goal. One goal, not two. Did he help you out? Give you the idea during pillow talk so that you could come back here to flaunt your genius idea?”Her lips moved then, “That is very inappropriate… sir.”He took a step back from her, his gaze condescending. “What you have done is inappropriate. Your idea was rejected during the last meeting wasn’t it? Then why did you keep pursuing it, and run over to your boyfriend to plead your case for you? What exactly is your intention in going this route? What exactly are you trying to say? That the rest of us are morons? That we don’t know how to do our jobs? That you’re the only one on this team with a brain?”She couldn't believe his a
Aaron was seething with anger and he couldn't wait for the meeting to end. He hadn't said a word and he held his peace until the meeting ended. When the meeting ended, he rose to his feet. "Coghlan, see me in my office." He said and walked out. A few minutes later, Coghlan was seated across from him and allowed a few moments for the restraint against breaking his nose to take effect on his nerves. When he was calmed, Aaron asked him, “Do you truly not see the problems that this client is stirring up or are you choosing to ignore it?”He went quiet, so he became more specific.“You’ve been working on this brief for a month now, and there has been no significant progress. The client is not clear on a concept in mind, and yet he doesn’t have any faith in those we’ve submitted to him thus far. Does the morale of the team mean nothing to you?”“Sir…” he beganAaron leaned back into the chair. “Go ahead,”He shut his mouth, and had nothing to say except, “We’ll do better to move things alo
He took her plate, and his, then headed over to the sink. He rinsed out the plates and proceeded to load them into the dishwasher. “What if we get married?” he asked. “Are you still going to hide the fact that we’re together?” “Aaron, that’s different.”“How? How exactly is it different?”“That’s permanent, or at least more permanent… you know what I mean.”“I moved, Helen, to find you. To work at building a life with you. How much more serious does it get?”“But that’s between the both of us…”Leaning against the counter, he folded his arms across his chest and watched her. “I don’t want to pretend to not know you personally at the office. We don’t have to fuck in front of everyone, but I would like to stop by your cubicle to see how your day is going when I'm on your floor for meetings. I would also love for you to head over to my office whenever you want, without having to creep around like we’re having a secret affair.”“Aaron…” She sighed. “What if we—?” She stopped herself in t
Alvin followed her to the sink, asking more questions as she rinsed her mug. “Your man seems to have dealt the VP a serious blow,” he said.“No comment,” Helen replied.“Were you aware of this beforehand?” He asked.She gave him a frown. “Of course not.”“I believe you,” he said.“But what makes you so sure that the CEO ordered this and not the VP himself?” she asked.He smiled. “Because I don’t think that this was just to give the employees a chance. It was perhaps also to test the VP, especially after what he did yesterday. If he had said no to the CEO’s request for this, then he would have made it clear that his alliance was not to the company or employees, but to his pride. That, Helen, would have been the start of his decline towards unemployment."Helen smacked his arm as she left the room, and returned to her desk. Picking up her phone, she texted Aaron, ‘Are you free? Any plans for lunch?’Her hands trembled as she placed the phone down. However, he did not respond. She waited
Helen was on top of the world when she returned to her floor after lunch and was even more ecstatic over her plan for the rest of the day. She didn't even mind the stares and whispers anymore. Since her scope of duties had now been significantly reduced, she accessed the employee’s portal and found the announcement for the competition.The rest of the afternoon was spent preparing and polishing up her proposal, and by the end of the day, she sent it in, anonymously as the requirements requested. Regardless of what happened from then on, her heart was now settled and grateful for the chance.When she was done, most people had already left for the day, so she picked up her purse and went home to Aaron. At the end of the following week, Aaron sat anxiously in his office, waiting on the result of the vita500 presentation. He already had so much hope in Helen's proposal and he believed she was gonna make it to at least the top 3 finalists. He looked lost in thought."Are you even listeni
It seemed as though everyone was congratulating Helen the next Monday morning she went to work. Even those who had outrightly ignored her and distanced themselves from her when the rumor got out. She didn't have time to be bitter or hold grudges. She was very excited and happy. She marveled at the small office space she was given. It was a small corner office in the north wing of the building, and for a moment, her legs felt just a bit shaky. She needed Aaron here, but he was already on his flight back to Florida. A knock sounded at the door. She turned to see a bouquet through the glass wall and she knew who it was. “Come in,” she called, and to her amusement, he hid his face behind the bouquet.“Thanks, Alvin,” she said, as she began to unpack her items from her box. The first was the framed picture of her and Aaron. The one we had taken at the park, with our faces imprinted with the paint covering the other's palm, and other splotches of lavender and red.“They’re not from me,”