My Boss Wants Me In His Bed

They had slept almost immediately after that mind blowing o.r.g.a.s.ms although they spent some time talking. They did not wake up till the jet was about landing.

"I'm going to puke." Gloria murmured holding her mouth.

"It's fine." David smiled hugging her and pulling her close. He c.a.r.e.s.sed her back drawing circles in it till she calmed down.

"Thanks." Gloria smiled but she didn't leave him. She shut her mind not heeding to it's incessant warnings and chose to enjoy the moment as she clung to David for dear life.

He put his arms around her not leaving her even as he gave orders upon orders to the employees that boarded the jet with him.

His employees were shocked at the sudden change in him, they were shocked seeing him with a woman. But they not to voice out their thoughts.

When they had finally settled in. Gloria was taken aback by the beauty of the house. He had shown her her room which was almost similar to the room she had back in the capital.

"This place is amazing." She sighed breathing in.

The house looked like a cut out from Architects Today magazine. It was beautiful. but not in the old world quaint kind of way she was usually drawn to. Everything was geometric, which she guessed you could say about almost any pitched roof abode with square windows, but on this house you couldn't help but notice it. The roof was flat for a start and the door as wide as it was tall.

The windows took up entire walls with only polished steel beams to break them into yet more rectangles. The look would have been entirely metallic, like a mini downtown skyscr.a.p.er had it not been for the cedar beams of the external porch and the matching raised plant beds that contained only white blooms.

From here, she could see surfaces of white, glossy plastic that iced over the kitchen, granite enforced the walls in their straight, uninspired monotony. There wasn't a single square meter of organic material in sight. Not even a comforting wallpaper that imitated warmth in some way. Not even a plank of wood. The house, it seems, was a livable, modern mausoleum.

Her room was just as lovely. It had a very big balcony with a view of the sea. It also had a wide window from where you can see the mountains and a country landscape.

Its walls were light blue and there are nice pictures hanging from them. In one side, there's a huge bed covered by a patchwork cover, and small lamps on the bedside tables. There's a small red rug on the tiled floor and plenty of books on the shelves opposite to the bed.

She found the room quite impressive. "It's really really nice here."

"I'm glad you like it. I'll let you rest and settle in." He said dropping her box by the side. The maids offered to take it but he refused.

He tried to kiss her before he left but she moved back giggling. "Just one kiss." He begged holding her waist.

"Nah." She laughed pushing him outside. She closed the door and inhaled deeply. Still finding all this too good to be true.

Taking of her clothes she had only one d.e.s.i.r.e, to explore her body with a sponge. The bathroom was also beautiful.

The light in the bathroom was bright and sterile, lacking even a trace of warmth. But it was beautiful and classy like the rest of the house. Like she expected.

She was well aware that the Imperfections on her skin would shine like a beacon and without clothes on, there was nowhere to hide. But for the first time she did not care about this imperfections because he had worshipped her with them.

She sighed entering the jacuzzi. She washed her body gently loving the feel of the soap on her skin, loving everything. In between her t.h.i.g.hs no longer hurt. It was like he had healed her with his tongue and kisses.

She smiled remembering all that happened between them with a beating heart. If this was a dream she didn't want to ever wake up. She wanted to remain with him forever because he made her feel good? he made her love herself something she hasn't been able to do in a long time.

Gloria spent a good hour bathing, brushing and shaving. She wanted to be beautiful and s.e.xy for him, always.

When she came out from the bathroom she tied her hair into a ponytail. Then she found her most s.e.xy nightgown and wore it.

Her nightgown was a short red gown that exposed more than it covered.

There was a knock on the door just as she was about to lie on the bed and she smiled already guessing who it was. She had prayed that he comes bit she didn't think he would actually come.

She looked at the mirror again then she put a strand of hair back to the rubber before she made to open the door.

"Hey." David smiled. Resting on the door his eyes taking her in. He swallowed loving how she looked.

"Hey." Gloria replied returning his smile.

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

"Thanks."

The smile on his face felt like a part of it, unwavering. "I just want to lie with you." He said fondling with his fingers.

Gloria chuckled at the expression on his face and the way he seemed to be very uncomfortable. She closed the door and hugged him from behind. "I will love nothing more."

She pulled his head down standing on her toes to kiss him. He made her look small his height towering over hers.

He kissed her back gently pushing her to the bed. "Just to sleep next to me right? Nothing more." She asked smiling mischievously, he nodded a bit shy. She was driving him insane and she knew it and she loved it.

He laid down on the bed and she did too, lying close to him.

She was resting on his arms now his head on the headboard. "So tell me what were you doing in my house that night?" She asked shocking him.

He didn't know if to tell her or not to. She just started getting comfortable with him he didn't want to scare her off but he didn't want to lie to her too. He never wants to. "I wanted to see you."

"Well. That's nice so tell me. Do you see me in your dreams?" She asked smiling up at him so that his eyes twitched in a? much needed effort to constrain the pinkness of his cheeks.

"It all started when I was 12. I used to see this girl in my dreams everyday. Every night when I closed my eyes she was always there. Till I came to find out that she was you, that you were the girl in my dreams. In those dreams sometimes you killed me. Sometimes you saved me. Soon I didn't know which of them you were supposed to do. Kill me or save me."

For five minutes he told her about the dreams he had and how they affected him.

She watched him as he recounted his dreams to her intently without shifting her gaze. He seemed so far away in them most especially the ones he told where she loved the taste of his blood like she was a vampire and the ones where she stabbed him and bandaged his wounds.

"So I'm the devil who's not the devil?" She asked laughing.

"No no. That's not what I meant. No you are not. you're the sweetest person I've ever met an Angel really, please forgive me if I made you feel bad." He quickly apologized holding her hands in his lovingly.

Gloria kissed him on his cheeks amidst laughter. She was laughing so much she almost cried.

"No no. I'm not angry that's not it. I've always wanted to be told a story where I was the devil, the villain, because I know I really can't be that in real life, be a villain I mean. I love too f.u.c.k.i.n.g much for that." Gloria laughed.

"Nah. Not really."

"In my dreams you were always there, a beautiful strong woman with fire in her soul lighting the path she walked in. I saw a Queen one who would rule by my side and I fell in love with her and all her imperfections. You are the girl of my dreams Gloria in every sense of the world."

"You made me start painting, you made me start living. You are the reason I fought hard to be a King so I could give you a f.u.c.k.i.n.g kingdom to rule. I'm sorry that I found you late. I'm sorry I didn't steal you away immediately I found you three months ago in that conference room during your interview. I'm sorry that I didn't find the cure for Aids sooner. I'm sorry for locking myself In that mother f.u.c.k.i.n.g lab for ten years without coming to find you."

"In my dreams I saw you lose your mother to Aids and I had to protect you from it. Protect you from the pain you would feel should you have lost her. I'm sorry."

Gloria whimpered her head buried on his c.h.e.s.t as she cried her heart out. He kissed her head lovingly as he pulled her close.

"Let it out. " he sighed. He did the same too. He let his tears out. He cried? remembering the death of his parents, and the later death of his grandma before he could find the cure he so desperately searched for.

Aids became an epidemic in the late 20's and he took it upon himself to rid the world of the disease.

He was a little boy in a small town. His town was first hit by the deadly sickness. He was nothing then, his parents were nothing and they could not afford the treatment so they died. He built his own lab from nothing and became what he was today from nothing but love.

The memories still Haunt him. The memories of his failure. Even if before their death his parents had said that they loved him in till the end he didn't think he deserved their love. He saved a thousand families but couldn't save his own. He was a failure.

His grandmother would not be proud of him.

"I'm sorry Mama." He whispered shakily as he sobbed. It was at that moment that Gloria noticed his unsteady breathing..

She lifted her head to see him in tears and in her hazed form she hugged him pressing him to her bosom. If he would call her Queen she might as well act as one. She thought.

"Shhh it is fine now. It is." She whispered.