know, dogs could go wild at times,” he laughed slightly, neutralizing
the tension.
“Oh, right. My brother got bitten by a dog
too before.” Emily gazed at him. “Did you get it treated?” she asked, concerned
with his health.
Mark swallowed. Clouds of relief descended
on him. Thank goodness! “Um… yes, I got my maid to clean it for me. My dog is
well vaccinated so I should be fine,” he smiled, shielding his secret from
Emily’s scrutiny.
“Well then, I hope your wound heals. Don’t
let your dog bite you again,” she teased, smiling as to show her appreciation
for Mark’s deep concern for her welfare.
“Alright, then. If you ever need a ride
just let me know. I’ll be more than happy to drop you off and see your
grandma.”
Emily tingled at his sweetness. Her cheeks
blushed, putting her into a severe embarrassment. “It’s okay, sir. I’m just
gonna hire a taxi. I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt as much as getting robbed.”
Mark smiled. His hazel eyes reminded Emily
of the bear last night, but she brushed the thought off her shoulder. Such
assumption could affect her job. She was still running for the permanent
position.
“True. Just call me whenever you need help.
I’ll always be here,” he professed, making his interest on her scream aloud.
“Oh, thanks, sir. I will. Expect that,” she
grinned as her eyes lured him to kiss her plump and juicy lips. Her clitoris
flapped, getting turned on with his lecherous stare. By now, her chair must be
soaking wet. For sure.
In the same accord, Mark’s dick choked
under his pants. “Cheers. Okay then, I’ll see yah tomorrow.”
Emily stood up. “Are you going now, sir?”
“Please, just call me, Mark. That’d be
awesome. Sir doesn’t really sound good. I’m not that old, you know…”
“Oh, right. Mark, are you going now?”
Her voice sounded like a sonata to his
ears. Every note hit his arousal, turning him on so bad that he just wanted to
pound her in this instance. But, thankfully, he managed to calm his dick down
and act professionally.
“Yes. I just have to go to my nephew’s
baseball game for support,” he explained.
“Nice. I wish I could go to a baseball game
too.”
Mark’s dick rose up again. “Cool. If you
want, you could come with me and we could watch my nephew play. That’d be
great.”
Emily’s countenance fell. She knew if she
came, her colleagues would think she was an utter slut. A bitch. A home
wrecker. And all those similar adjectives you could possibly imagine.
“Um… maybe next time, sir. I mean, Mark. I
still have tons to do at the moment. But thanks, though. I really appreciate
your offer,” she beamed.
Disheartened, Mark glanced around to divert
his disappointment. “Looking forward to watching the game with you, I hope.”
“Yes, me too.”
“See you tomorrow, then,” he bade goodbye.
Smiling, Emily waved her hand. “Take care.
And enjoy the rest of the day,” she yelled skittishly.
But Mark didn’t hear it. The elevator’s
door slammed shut as soon as Emily’s mouth parted to say goodbye.
*****
“Hey, grandma. Have you taken your medicine
yet?” Emily asked as soon as she stepped a foot forward to their house.
Grandma was always waiting for her to
arrive by the door, ensuring she arrived on time. At her old age, Emily was so
thankful that her grandma was still alive and able to cook and clean the house,
in spite of her respiratory disease. Her lungs couldn’t function as well as it
used to.
“Why are you late?” Grandma enraged,
coughing as she spoke.
Starving, Emily went straight to the
kitchen. “Oh, you cooked chicken soup? Hmmm… it smells so good grandma,” she
complimented.
Grandma walked to the kitchen where her
granddaughter was. “Don’t avoid my question, Emily. Did you go that place
again?”
“No, grandma. I don’t go to the pub
anymore. I
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