felt how close he was to orgasm. Hayley sped up her pace. Gregory rubbed her clit harder and faster.
Both Gregory and Hayley moaned in unison. They were building at the exact same pace. They could tell they’re both going to cum at the same time. Hayley and Gregory locked eyes. Gregory penetrated Hayley for a final time, and Hayley pulled upward on Gregory’s cock in a final glorious stroke and they both climaxed. Gregory’s hot cum filled Hayley’s mouth and she swallowed all of it greedily. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt her clit pulsating on Gregory’s fingers. She held his hand tightly so that he stayed inside her while she came.
After their shared moments of euphoria, Gregory and Hayley slumped away from each other. Hayley was in a daze. She did not expect anything like this to happen. She pulled her panties back into place and pulled her skirt down. Gregory buttoned back up his pants and zipped them. Hayley didn’t know what to do. She looked to Gregory for clues but saw that his face was expressionless. She couldn’t tell if their shared experience meant anything to him. Was he mad at her? Hayley looked at the clock and saw that her time was almost up with Gregory. She couldn’t help but think that she had to go back to the interview. She knew she would get in trouble at work if she didn’t bring back the full interview. She took a deep breath, getting her tablet out and the keyboard to get started again.
“Should, ummm…should we go back to the interview?” Hayley said hesitantly.
Gregory nodded stoically. He looked deep into her eyes, studying her and acting as if nothing had happened.
“So, about the tabloid stories written about you… what do you think about them?” Hayley asked with a curious gaze.
“That’s a waste of my time. I don’t have time for a pointless question like that,” Gregory said curtly.
For a moment, she couldn’t speak. She was thankful that she wasn’t recording this, or else the pained silence and the rude response would make her wonder if she could even get the story published. She thought, what types of questions should she be asking him then? Should I only ask about the business? About what his leadership goals are? Hayley panics as she struggles to find the right words.
“Do you believe everything that’s in the papers?” he asked her.
There was no response, but Hayley just waited for the next question.
“Do you think maybe the reason why I have that image is because I wanted people to see me that way?” he asked her.
“Why would you want people to think those things about you?” she said with a pointed blush.
“I’m a man that knows what I want, and I have the resources to get what I want. I’m a man who can do just about anything Hayley, but the truth is, I am human. I am emotional, and I have my—”
Suddenly, an explosive blast was heard outside the office, and Hayley let out a small gasp. Gregory stopped mid-sentence, looking at her with a glance. Hayley looked at him with panicked eyes, wondering what she should do.
“What is going on?” she asked.
“I want you to get low on the ground and hide behind the desk. Don’t worry. You’ll be safe here. I’ll go see what’s happening,” he simply told her.
Gregory left the room in a brisk manner. Hayley started to let out a scream. She begged for him to come back, asking why he was leaving her alone. Gregory yelle for Haley to stay quiet and stay hidden under the desk. He told her not to attract attention to her and to stay put. He said he can’t keep her safe unless she stays where she was.
Hayley couldn’t help thinking, why is this selfish man just going to leave me here? She felt abandoned. Had their romantic experience meant nothing to him? Was she just another object for him to use and then toss away? Clearly something dangerous was happening in the building and now Gregory was running away from her.
After Gregory disappeared around the corner outside of the
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