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hid
behind the caramel color of my hair. I remembered every second of
our closeness the previous week. “What’s there to say?” Taking a
deep breath, I purposely bit my lip, raising my eyes to meet Rods.
“ I
don ’ t regret it. ” My hand
found the top button of my shirt, slyly releasing it.
    Rod tilted his head to the
side. “Wouldn’t your father be disappointed?”
    As I turned in my chair, I
purposely slid my thighs so the black skirt I wore hiked up closer
to my hips so a good mid-thigh was showing. “I hardly think an
innocent kiss would upset him,” I breathed, “but it’d be better if
he didn’t know.”
    “I like secrets,” he
murmured, as he dipped his head lower, leaning forward in his
chair.
    “Who doesn ’t?” I said seductively
back, or at least I thought I was being seductive.
    “Go lock the door,” he
commanded, his arms never budging from his armrests.
    On shaking legs I stood,
trying to keep my stance semi wide so my skirt wouldn’t fall back
into place as I walked by him. I grinned in triumph, noticing his
eyes finding my bare thighs. I’d picked up some heels with my last
paycheck and practiced walking in them the entire weekend so I
wouldn’t trip and fall.
    Once I reached the door, I
switched the lock, pulling on the handle to make sure it wouldn’t
open. I stood there for a second, my hand finding my blouse again,
undoing another button. Along with the heels, I’d had just enough
for a push-up bra and matching sets of panties. Hiding the new bag
from my mother was surprisingly easy when I had the beat up Toyota
to keep it in.
    “ Come here,” Rod demanded
after I locked the door, crooking his finger toward me. I thought
my insides were going to burst. This was actually happening. An
older, hot as hell man wanted me. I was about to become a
woman.
    I confidently walked toward
him, even though my heart was practically beating out of my chest.
“What exactly do you want from me, Jamie?”
    I went to speak, but words
didn’t come out. What if he didn’t want what I wanted? I didn’t
know that much about sex, except for the little bit I saw on
television and the internet.
    “What do you want?” I asked
timidly, failing miserably at sounding sexy.
    He let out a slight laugh
while shaking his head. His hands found my thighs, making my
insides clench from his touch. “You’re not wearing any stockings.
That would complete the ensemble.”
    “Okay.” My voice was soft.
“Would you like me to get some?”
    Rod’s strong fingers slid
their way up my thighs and under my skirt, hiking it up so the back
of my cheeky underwear was exposed. “ Stockings. Thursday.” His thumbs hooked in my lacy panties, and the
forcefulness he used as he tore them down my legs was
disarming.
    “ Don’t you want to see how
they look?” I asked as he urged for me to lift my legs.
    He smirked at me as he spun
them with his finger. “I’ll look at them later. Take off your
shirt.”
    I stared at him blankly,
then quickly removed each button. His eyes followed my fingers as
he twirled my underwear. My shirt dropped to the floor, leaving me
in a hiked up skirt, push-up black lacy bra, and heels. According
to books and the internet, it was every man’s fantasy.
    A low growl came from Rod.
“If you don’t want me to fuck you, I suggest you leave this
office.” His tone had no humor. “If you’re here to tease me, I
won’t put up with it. I’m a man, Jamie. I don ’t play
games with teenage girls. Get on your knees.”
    The audible gasp I released
didn’t go unnoticed by him. “ Last chance, Jamie. Get on
your knees, or walk out that door.”
    My eyes fluttered as I set
my hands on his thighs, making myself comfortable on my knees
before him.
    Rod nodded in approval.
“It’s time for you to give me some more innocent
kisses.”
     
    I lurched forward in my
bed.
    The nightmares never took long to find
me.
    My head pounded as I pressed my
shaking hands to my forehead, noting the clammy