Chapter 18 About to...
By Valeria
At that moment, Alejandro started kissing and touching me.
I let myself go.
He wasted no time, his hands under my clothes, touching my breasts, squeezing my nipples, while kissing me with that overwhelming passion. His other hand slipped under my skirt, moved my thong aside, and reached my most intimate part. I was more than ready, waiting for him.
He penetrated me with his fingers while rubbing my clitoris.
Our kisses drowned out our moans, or at least I think they did.
Suddenly, I felt us moving rhythmically together, and I realized I needed more. I needed him inside me.
An internal fire consumed me, and that’s when I remembered the driver, the one who drove me every day, and I was on the verge of having the orgasm of my life.
God, his erection!
I remembered all the times he pressed his member against my ass. I wanted him now!
With the last bit of willpower, I pushed his hand away, biting my lips. One more second and I would never be able to get in the car with that driver again.
Alejandro withdrew his hand without complaint. We were both very agitated. If this had happened at his house or in the office, we wouldn't have been able to stop.
At the hotel, during the trip, we had a similar encounter, but we didn't go through with it because the bed was still unmade from when he had been with another woman.
This time, nothing would have stopped us from making love.
I had completely lost my mind.
When we arrived at the office, the morning passed between meetings.
I thought we would finish in his office what we started in the car, until Omar mentioned an orgy or something like that they had done, I don't know when, and how Alejandro had been with three women at the same time. I don't know what he said, I didn't want to hear much.
My stomach turned.
Alejandro was insatiable.
I finished gathering the documents. There were few left on paper, most were digital, but some still existed in paper form.
He asked me to go to his office.
Of course, I didn't want to continue with anything.
I had lived so long without sex that it didn't have to be so important to have it.
I wasn't going to have sex with him.
Everything confirmed that it would be a disaster if it happened.
Except for that burning desire that consumed me from skin to soul.
It was just a matter of self-control...
Shortly after telling him no, and I think he expected my refusal, one of the girls he usually hires arrived, more striking than many others and quite pretty.
It didn't matter to him whether it was with me or someone else.
I felt jealousy and fury.
However, with a smile that tried to hide my pain and jealousy, I welcomed her and informed him, and he went to greet her with his sexiest smile.
Am I a masochist?
Why don't I quit?
Have I lost my fear of pain or am I just used to it?
I had already suffered with Diego and now with Alejandro...
I don't know how I managed to hide the pain I felt when I called him to inform him that his... girl of the moment had arrived.
I tried to concentrate on some documents.
After all, I'm just his secretary, his personal assistant, the one who solves everything he needs... except sex.
I'm like a soldier, always at the ready.
That's what a... secretary does.
I'm holding back my tears, I'm very used to pretending. I pretended with Diego and did it in front of my parents, all the time and for years.
With Alejandro, I pretend that I don't care what he does, when in reality, I die a little each day.
I was so lost in my thoughts and trying not to hear the moans that I didn't hear the elevator. When I looked up, Alejandro's father was standing in front of me.
I stood up like a spring.
I introduced myself.
I remembered that I had to entertain him until Alejandro was free and inform him.
"Good afternoon, sir, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Valeria Ocampo, your son's secretary."
"Nice to meet you, Valeria. Finally, we meet in person."
"Thank you. Shall I accompany you to his office? Would you like a coffee? Do you need any details about a particular company?"
I tried to talk to drown out the moans coming from Alejandro's office.
Though I didn't manage much.
I think his father took pity on my nerves and discomfort, as we went to his office.
I sent a short message to Alejandro, informing him that his father was here. He didn't even read it.
It was clear he was very enthusiastic with that woman.
I know I shouldn't interrupt him, only if his father arrives, and that's exactly what I did.
We ended up talking about a lot of things with his father.
They said he was relentless and more intolerant than Alejandro, that when he walked by, the aura he emitted was cold as ice. However, I found him extremely pleasant.
He even made a couple of jokes and shared some childhood secrets about Alejandro.
He told me to be patient and not to quit, that everything had to get better. I didn't know what he meant.
We were laughing at an anecdote when Alejandro walked into the office.
His father stood up and they hugged, despite Alejandro always saying they didn't get along. They greeted each other warmly.
Alejandro seemed distracted; maybe that woman had left him on standby.
I answered some questions that weren’t specifically for Alejandro to respond to.
He was so distracted that he spilled a drop of coffee on his tie. When I came back with a new tie, I stood on tiptoe and tied it around his neck.
He got too close to me; I thought he was going to kiss me.
I took a step back. "Is he crazy?"
His father was watching us, and just a few minutes ago, a prostitute had left.
I definitely needed to put a stop to his kisses; they meant nothing to him, he gave them to anyone.
With an excuse, I returned to my desk.
They closed the door, probably to discuss personal matters, which made sense.
They didn't argue like Alejandro always said they did.
I have to confess, for a moment I was scared his father would enter the office and there would be an argument, and I would be responsible. I already saw myself getting fired for not preventing it.
Luckily, everything went well.
I continued, as usual, going to his house and several times a week, I removed his lovers from his bed. When those women left each day, I also took care of changing his sheets. One day he said he didn't like a woman's perfume, and from then on, every day he had a woman, I changed his sheets.
I tried to do everything super quickly to avoid seeing him naked when he changed. He always did it in front of me.
Seeing him in boxers had become the most normal thing in the world.
Even seeing him naked was becoming a habit, a bad habit and a temptation beyond normal.
At night I relived his kisses, his caresses, and imagined myself being the owner of his nights, his caresses, his kisses, all of them.
I dreamed that he dreamed of me.
Sometimes I lingered in his room to be able to see him... to feel his kisses, even if I ran away scared afterward. Being the coward I am, that was enough for me.
We shared breakfast, I put on his tie, and usually received a kiss from him, which by now, I don't know if it was out of obligation.
I even left a note for the cleaning lady with the groceries we needed.
Every day I had more personal tasks, not to mention work at the company.
I spoke with his partners in Italy, France, and sometimes, with an interpreter, with some Chinese businessman.
I was starting to understand a bit.
I spoke to the United States almost daily, usually with Kevin. Sometimes Kevin called when it wasn't necessary, and I didn't pass the call to Alejandro. He always asked how I was and we chatted about personal topics, all very superficial and unimportant.
Alejandro didn't like Kevin calling so much.
One Sunday, Alejandro told me we would have lunch at his father's house, with his aunt and Susana. We had to organize Zalco's 25th anniversary in Europe and he needed me.
"It doesn't matter if I go."
"My father wants you to be aware and help organize everything from here."
I couldn't refuse.
He asked me to go to his house and sent the driver.
It was starting to get warm, and I no longer wore coats.
I put on a skirt, above the knees but not too short, a red blouse, and sandals.
Like many days, I removed a stunning brunette from his bed. When the girl left, he asked me to send her some jewelry and something nice on the card.
I bit my lips.
Every day it was harder to do that.
I laid out casual clothes for him to wear, changed the sheets, and prepared breakfast.
I made a list of what was needed. When he walked into the kitchen, he asked me to add 10 packs of beer, some bottles of tequila, whiskey, and fernet, and some sodas.
"It's because next week, I'm going to have some people over here."
He doesn't have to explain anything to me.
We had breakfast together, and I gave him a temple massage as he asked.
He must not have slept much; it's clear that brunette kept him up.
A pain took over me thinking about it, but I tried to hide it.