Chapter 14

Allison POV

Reading the email more than once, I clasped my hands over my mouth, the bastard did set up an interview, the name slot with the persons' name who should be interviewing me was empty, but I didn't mind, it's not like I knew anyone there but Hussain and Toniann, and they didn't conduct interviews. I should call her, I thought, or I should let her see me there and surprise her, too bad we won't get to be Allison and Toniann at work, but a Ms. Parker and Ms. Singh.

Chuckling softly, I stared at Gary's email, I still haven't responded, and I know don't if I should, I understand Toniann point of view but sometimes we should let and let things be. Sighing, I close down the screen, thinking about him, Hussain. Why do I get the feeling that I am more excited to be around him than to work, get paid, and go home, I know the women that work for him must drool over him every day, I don't need to be added on to the list, I am sure he already has enough on his plate.

Big tomorrow Allison, I tried to coach myself that everything will be fine, I will just go in, impress the interviewer, and get out, sounds easy right? I need to mentally prepare myself; I need to knock them off their feet, I need... A damn drink, I groaned, walking towards the glass case, pulling out my half bottle of wine.

Pulling out the cork, I turn the bottle to my head, chugging down the sweet beverage. Lowering the bottle to the floor, I laid on my back on the sofa, the arms rest was tough beneath my head, a foot hanging loose, while the other hoisted on the backrest. Probably drinking before your big day isn't such a good idea, the voice in my head warned, but I ignored it because I don't know if it was the wine, or do I want Hussain between my legs right now.

Closing my eyes, I trailed the tip of my fingers up and down my neckline, imagining his touch, and the way he stimulated my body. Pinching my nipples, as I knead into my breast, through the thin nightgown, low moans escaped my lips long to feel Hussain's cock buried deep into me, his mouth enclosing around my clit, flickering his tongue over my bud. Spreading my legs wider, I shifted my undies aside, dipping my fingers into my soaked core, the warm muscles clenched around my fingers, wanting something bigger. Thrusting into my pussy, I sank my teeth into my lower lip, trying to sustain my loud moans,

"Hussain," I whispered, reminiscing about him while masturbating,

"Fuck, yes," I squealed, feeling how close I was to a climax,

Pulling back the foreskin around my bud, I flicked my fingers over it rapidly, with an arched back, my legs spread wide, moaning loudly, yearning for more.

Feeling the warm liquid spewing from my pussy, I fell from the arch and Is now flat on my back, weakened from self-pleasure, my eyes remained closed, I didn't only just have a regular orgasm, I squirted, something I didn't know I could do until I met him... Hussain.

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"Oh, God... Oh God," I shuffled through my closet, what am I going to wear. I should have prepared myself last night, but I was too busy getting drunk and playing with my pussy, and now I am going to be late. Gently pulling the pantyhose up my legs, I strengthen whatever ripples I could find, pulling it up to my waist. Drawing a straight on my eyelid with eyeliner, I create a small wing at the outer corner of my, combing out my thick eyelashes with a mascara brush. Tracing the stained red lipstick along my lips, I smacked them together with a loud pop, I haven't worn makeup since the breakup, and today I was feeling great. Slipping into a dark blue, V-neck, knee-length dress, I buckled the nude stiletto straps around my ankles, nervous about today, I should have definitely called Toniann first, I thought. Shoving my cell phone into my handbag, I marched to the bathroom, starting at myself in the full body mirror,

"You got this Allison," I mumbled, "You got this,"

Ambling out of the apartment and into the streets, I waited for a cab, having only seven minutes to get to Myers Corp. Slowing down at my feet smiled when I saw a familiar face, Sam.

"Hello, pretty lady,"

"Hello, Sam," I chuckled as I open the car door,

Sliding across the interior, I closed the door softly behind me,

"Myers Corp," I whispered, as he made his way back into the traffic line,

"Haven't seen you in a while," Sam glance at me through the rearview mirror, "But I figure it something to do with Venn closing down soon,"

"What did you say?"

"You haven't heard?" He stole glanced at me while trying to focus on the road "Heard what?"

"Venn is closing down, maybe in a month or less, the rumor is bankruptcy,"

Poor Venice, I thought, no wonder she kept having stacks of documents in her desk since of lately, she was debt and was trying to keep the diner afloat, if only she had accepted my help.

"Here we here are," Sam mumbled, pulling up on the outside of the firm, sliding three ten-dollar notes, I patted him on his shoulder before exiting the car,

"I can do this," I breathed slowly through my nostrils, marching up the steps, I nodded to the doorman, as I brushed passed him. Standing in the lobby, I noticed their strange secretary at the front desk, struggling to keep up with the pace at which people come and go, she must be new, I thought.

The loud ringing of my cellphone filled the cramped halls, but no one seemed to mind it, I should consider putting it on silent before it embarrasses me in the meeting,

"Hello," I brought the device to my ear,

"Scan your fingerprint and get in the elevator," his voice command "And did you get my fingerprint in the system?" I inquired as I strolled towards the elevator,

"Are you rhetorical Ms. Parker? You signed your final signature with my pen and if that isn't enough, I recall you being quite interested in my book collections,"

"You lift my fingerprint?" I held my thumb over the scanner, watching it blink green, giving me access to the elevator.

"Be up here within two minutes, Parker," he growled lowly before ending the call,

Strutting inside, I scanned my thumb again, looking up at the ceiling as the elevator doors slide closed. Marching around, I clasped my palm tightly around my cellphone, the further up the elevator went, the more nervous I got, coming to a stop, the door slide opened to Hussain's office.

With his back turned, he was sipping a brown liquid from a small glass, I could hear the ice jiggling around from where I stood. With his hand buried deep into his pocket, he kept staring through the window, not bothered by my presence.

"Are you going to stand there all day, Ms. Parker?" He chuckled, shifting his gaze to me,

"I-I don't understand," I ambled out slowly.

"Oh, my apologies, I am one who is going to interview you, please have a seat," he motioned his hand towards the chair across from his,

Sitting down slowly, I watched as he chugged down the remaining beverage, a low growled escaped his lips as he swallowed it,

"So, tell me, Ms. Parker, why should Myers Corp hire you?"

"I-I am sorry, Hussain this is ridiculous, isn't this weird, can't you get someone else to do the interview?"

"You look good by the way," he stared at me,

"Thank you," I shifted uncomfortably in my seat,

"Come here," he pushed back his seat, patting on the edge of the desk,

"Hussain, I don't think that's a good idea, maybe la—"

"Allison," he muttered, "don't let me call you again,"

Standing the chair, I waddled around to his side of the desk, bracing my ass against its edge,

"Get on top," he pulled up closer, as I glided my backside on the tabletop,

Spreading my legs open, Hussain kissed my knees, traveling his hands up my thighs. Knowing what I did last night I could my core clenching with excitement, wanting him. Ripping a hole in the crotch of the pantyhose, Hussain slid up my dress, burying his head into my wetness,

"Hussain," I swung my head back, running my hands through his hair as he pleases me,

"I never knew you as breakfast man Hussain," a voice crackled behind me,

Leaping off the desk, I pulled down my dress in embarrassment, hugging my body in shame as the smirking blonde stared at us,

"You must be Ali," she grinned "Yes, I am," I stammered,

"Nice to meet you, I am Stefanie.”