The following days were rather uneventful. Emily’s boss stopped teasing her at each and every turn. She often caught him giving her looks full of longing and desire, and she each time wondered what could be so special about her.
It had been a week and some since she had first met him, and he made her his personal maid. She was now so used to bringing him breakfast as soon as she arrived, to cleaning his room, and choosing his outfits, that close to nothing fazed her.
She often found herself lusting after the man and fantasizing about him. And no amount of head-shakes dissipated the lewd thoughts away. She was stuck in a near-constant state of arousal.
That day, she was having lunch with both Cecilia and Paul when her phone rang.
She was so rarely called, she almost frowned. Who cou
