Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Six - I Came To Destress You
Wyatt
I have only been in the office for a few hours, and I already wish I was still in South Korea or anywhere else with Alyssa. It has been stressful. People won’t leave me alone. I keep receiving emails and calls because I have been away. My employees have done a great job, but a lot of clients refused to deal with anyone but me. It is going to be non-stop for the next couple of weeks. It is going to be hell, but it is part of my job to make sure my clients are happy, even if I am pissed off. I swear, I am due for early retirement.
I convinced Alyssa to stay home an extra day, something I am regretting now. It would be a little less stressful. I know if I called her to come in, she would do so without hesitation. I unlock one of my drawers to get some painkillers, but something else grabs my attention. I sigh, regret taking over me as I stare at it. I really should put it in my safety deposit box until I am ready for it.
I take the painkillers and quickly lock it back up. I rest back on my seat and massage my temples. I have three back-to-back personal meetings, which start in half an hour. I wish I could get out of them, but that would be unprofessional of me, especially since I have been away for a while.
I pick up my cell and call Alyssa. She answers after only two rings.
“Hello, handsome.” She chirps.
“Hey, sweetheart,” I reply.
“You sound stressed. What is wrong?”
I don’t know how she does it, but she can always tell something is wrong, even with just a couple of words.
“It has been a day, and it is only eleven.”
“I am sorry, my love. Do you want me to come in?” she asks.
“No, it is okay, angel. You go get your apartment packed up. I have meetings for the next few hours. I just wanted to hear your voice for a minute.”
“I hope your day gets better, Wyatt.”
“Me too! How has your morning been? Are you still at home or at the apartment?”
“Still at home. I only woke up about half an hour ago. I am going to have some breakfast and then head over.”
I knew she would sleep a little later. She was exhausted last night.
“You must have needed the sleep. Make sure you have a proper breakfast. I don’t mean coffee and a piece of fruit.” I say firmly.
“Yes, sir.”
I can’t see her, but I know she will be rolling her eyes.
“Good girl.” I praise.
“Can I do anything to help destress you?”
“Oh, I could think of a few things, but sadly, we don’t have the time for any.”
“Mmm, we will need to make time later then, huh?” she purrs.
The purr in my ear is enough to make my cock throb.
“Yes, we will.” I groan.
I should probably end the conversation before it goes any further. I would rather not walk into my first meeting with a flushed face and aroused.
“I will look forward to it, sir.” She rasps.
“Fuck! I need to hang up before things get out of hand.”
“Good idea. Call me later after your meetings.” She giggles, knowing what she does to me without even trying too hard.
“I will. I should get organised. I will talk to you later. I love you.”
“I love you too. Go get them.” She replies.
I hesitantly hang up on the call. I put my cell aside and get everything organised to take to my first meeting. I need coffee and a quick snack before I head through. One of my employees set up the conference room earlier. Alyssa usually deals with it, but since she isn’t here, I asked someone else.
I stand from my desk, and as I do, my cell beeps with a text from Alyssa. It doesn’t seem to have any words, only an image attached. I am not sure if it is a good idea to look at it. It could be anything. It takes me a second, but I open it, soon regretting it.
On my screen is a photograph of Alyssa in only black lace panties, nothing more. She has her arms crossed over her breasts and a seductive look on her face. Fuck! My girlfriend is so damn sexy and a damn tease. As I admire her beauty, a text comes through.
A little something to keep you going for the day. I may send another one later with nothing covered. Mwah! Xx
Why do you insist on torturing me? Xx
Because you make it too easy to do so xx
Naughty! You will pay for it later xx
I send it and wait for a reply. It doesn’t come. I groan and move the photo to a secure folder. I was going to take my cell with me, but I have changed my mind after her little stunt. I don’t need Alyssa sending me dirty texts or sexy photos. I wouldn’t be able to concentrate. I lock my cell in one of my drawers and head for a coffee—an extra large, extra strong one. I need something to get me through the meeting.
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Three hours later, I finally return to my office. Thank God that is over. I slump down on my chair. Maybe it is time for me to take a step back and focus more on behind the scenes. Then again, if I were to do that, we may lose clients and millions. The day will come when I do, but right now isn’t the time.
I take my cell from my drawer and have a few texts from Alyssa with attachments. What has she sent me now? I open it and scroll through it. There are four photos. One, she is just out of the shower, I assume, with her wet hair. She has one of my white dress shirts on with only a couple of buttons done. My cock is quick to stir to life. The next one, she is in a red lace underwear set. The last two are cute ones with her posing in cute ways. She is fully covered in these ones, but she still looks beautiful. I read the text.
A mix of sweet and sexy for you, sir xx
And what a perfect mix. Can I call you? Xx
I am not sure if she will be busy at her apartment. I wait for a text back or a call, but none come. Hmm, that is strange. Even if she is busy, she would let me know in a text. I try to call, but it rings out. Why isn’t she answering me? She knows it stresses me out and makes me worry when I can’t reach her. I try to call again, but the same thing happens.
I tap my fingers against my desk, becoming more anxious with every passing second. If I haven’t heard from her within the next twenty minutes, I will check where she is and go there.
I try my best to find a distraction. I check my cell every two seconds. I know she is fine, but I can’t help but worry. Ten minutes pass, then fifteen. I am not waiting around any long. I jump to my feet and gather my things to leave, but before I can, there is a knock at my office door. I glance up and feel relieved when I see it is Alyssa. I smile and motion for her to come in.
She closes and locks the door behind her.
“What are you doing, kitten?”
She smirks and closes all of the blinds in my office. She saunters over, a sexy smile on her lips. She stops in front of my desk. She unties her coat and shrugs it off, allowing it to fall to the floor. She stands in front of me in nothing, but the red lace underwear set she had on in the photo she sent me.
“I came here to destress you, sir.” She whispers seductively.
“Fuck!” I breathe out, and my cock hardens.