"Nice job, Sophia." I gave her a thumbs up and wiped off the semen about to drip from her chin, smearing it on the tip of her nose.
Sophia shot me a slightly annoyed look. "Did you have to cum so much? Trying to choke me or something?"
"Couldn't help it, been holding it in for twenty years. Next time, I'll take it easy."
I laid back on the bed with Sophia, grabbing a few tissues to clean her face.
Just as I tossed the dirty tissues into the trash, there was a knock on the door.
"Sophia, you awake?" It was Robert's voice.
I quickly covered my mouth and nose, hoping he wouldn't hear me.
"Just woke up, Robert. What's up?" Sophia pretended to be groggy, her lazy voice making my ears tingle.
"Can you help me pick a tie? Got an important meeting today and I'm not sure which one to wear."
"Oh, I didn't sleep well last night, feeling really tired now. What suit are you wearing?" Sophia faked a yawn.
"Black suit."
"Then go with a black long tie. For breakfast, just grab something at the company cafeteria. I'm too tired."
"Alright, Sophia. But are you sure you're okay? Want me to take a day off for you?" Robert sounded genuinely concerned.
I suddenly felt guilty, feeling really bad for Robert.
Their relationship was so good, and here I was, messing around with Sophia. How shameless could I be?
I felt like I was betraying God!
"No need, I just need to rest a bit. Aren't there a lot of new employees starting today? I have to be there, or they'll gossip."
"Okay, then I'll head to the office first, Sophia."
"Alright, take care."
Robert's footsteps faded away, and soon, the sound of a car engine starting grew fainter. I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's getting late, I should head back too. Can't be late on my first day of work." I let go of Sophia, picked up my scattered clothes from the floor, put them on casually, and walked towards the window.
"On your first day, want me to set you up with a hot female mentor?"
Sophia turned over, facing me with one hand propped on her head, a playful look in her eyes.
What did she mean by that? Testing my loyalty or genuinely trying to help?
After a few seconds, I slowly spoke, "I don't have any specific requirements, as long as you can help Ryan get promoted to general manager."
"Don't worry, I talked to Robert about it last night. He said he'd consider it."
"But right now, I'm more concerned about you. Do you really want a hot female mentor?"
"If you don't mind, I'm okay with it." I gave a neutral response, wanting to leave, but she stopped me.
"If I arrange Scarlett to be your mentor, would you like that?"
Of course I'd agree, but I knew I wouldn't be that lucky.
Suppressing the pain in my heart, I shook my head. "It's impossible. She's in HR, and I'm in PR. Our jobs are totally different. How could we be paired up?"
Sophia nodded, satisfied. "Seems like you still have some sense. But when there's work-related contact between PR and HR, I'll try to arrange for you two to work together."
If I refused now, it would look suspicious.
Given that Scarlett was Ryan's wife, it was best for us to be seen working together.
If I refused, rumors would start: either that Scarlett and I had a bad relationship, or that we were having an affair and avoiding each other in public.
Neither of those would be good for us. A good working relationship was the best cover.
"Thanks in advance. See you at the company," I replied.
This time, I managed to climb back into my room.
The bedding had been replaced with new ones, probably taken by Scarlett to wash.
I took a shower, put on the new suit Scarlett had bought for me, and went downstairs for breakfast.
Only Scarlett was downstairs. I greeted her casually.
"Morning, Scarlett. Where's Ryan?"
I passed by the master bedroom and the kitchen but didn't see Ryan anywhere, feeling a bit puzzled.
"He's still upstairs. Said there are a lot of new employees today, so as the VP, he needs to dress more formally."
I just nodded. When I sat down at the table, Scarlett had already put a piece of toast with jam on my plate.
"Eat up, don't be late on your first day." She then placed a glass of milk in front of me.
I took a sip, and as I put it back on the table, my collar was grabbed by a slender hand.
"What's wrong, Scarlett?"
She pulled me over, my chest pressed against the table, leaving me unsure of what to do.
"Your collar's a mess. You can't go to work like that; people will laugh at you."
As she spoke, she walked over and helped me tie my tie.
She was wearing a white suit for work today, with a white pencil skirt that outlined her perfect buttocks, wrapping her full and fair thighs together. Even when I slightly bent over, I could see the position of her little hole.
Just thinking about her little hole being completely exposed in front of me last night, letting me admire it, made my cock uncontrollably hard again.
With other women, my cock would only get hard if they were naked in front of me, but even when Scarlett was in her most formal work clothes, I felt like I could explode.
Especially when she was tying my tie, bending slightly at the waist, her already large breasts were even closer to my face, making me feel like I could just tilt my head slightly and kiss those breasts.
And her breasts were so large that they stretched the white shirt to its limit, and the button between them couldn't hold, revealing a small gap in the middle.
From my angle, I could clearly see her bra.