100 Explicit XXX Sex Tales A Super Collection Of Erotic eBooks For Adults

By DoroClem Publishing

Over 150,000 WORDS of pure adult entertainment

"100 Explicit XXX Sex Tales A Super Collection Of Erotic eBooks For Adults" contains the following eBooks:

1. Dominated By My Billionaire Boss
2. A Rock Hard Cock
3. Sniffing Her Underwear
4. The Nymphomaniac And The Geek
5. I Caught My Wife Cheating
6. A Very Busty Mistress
7. He Couldn't Get It Up
8. A Big White Cock
9. Stop! I Love Your Cock
10. A Sexy Female Police Officer
11. An Unexpected Fuck
12. A Steamy Night In A Hotel Room
13. Bend Over And Let Me Fuck You
14. Please Don't Stop, I'm Coming
15. Sex In The Kitchen
16. I Want It Very Deep Inside Me
17. Sex With My Busty Gym Instructor
18. A Pretty Whore
19. Sex On My Period
20. Will You Make Love To Me Tonight?
21. The Office Whore
22. Violet The Delicious Whore – A BDSM Tale
23. On His Orders – Domination In The Office
24. Punished By My Boss (Domination)
25. Addicted To Online Porn
26. Willingly Dominated
27. My Handsome Arab Chef
28. The Pilot And The Beautiful Flight Attendant
29. The Senator And His Mistress
30. Fucked In The Shower
31. Will You Marry Me? – A Very Strange Way To Propose Marriage To A Woman
32. Scream My Name
33. A Very Erotic Dream
34. The Magic Potion
35. Stalked After A One Night Stand
36. I Love Men In Uniform
37. Fucked By The Milkman
38. The Neighbourhood Slut
39. Sex Under The Stars
40. A Voracious Sexual Appetite
41. Dripping Wet Pussy
42. Slut Wife
43. My Wife Loves A Cock Up Her Ass
44. A Quickie On A Train
45. Multiple Orgasms
46. Fucking My Best Friend’s Wife
47. Doggy Style
48. The Sexually Promiscuous Housewife
49. A Mighty Clitoris
50. The Biggest Cock In Town
51. Fucking My Professor
52. Black Cocks In White Women
53. White Cocks In Black Women
54. A Cougar In Manhattan
55. Fuck My Wife – Cuckolded
56. Older Women Who Love Younger Men
57. A Big Black Cock Up A Tight White Pussy
58. Premature Ejaculation
59. She Wants To Be Fucked
60. I Love Big Cocks
61. Suck It Till I Come
62. A Steamy Job Interview
63. Fat Women Need Love Too
64. My Adorable Nurse
65. A Bachelor’s Party
66. My Female Boss Wants Me
67. Seduced By An Olympic Star
68. My Sexy Italian Professor
69. Mr Collins And The Maid
70. The Horny Hotel Guest
71. Three Times A Night
72. I Am Super Horny
73. A Sex Filled Holiday
74. Sex For Breakfast
75. I Want You Tonight
76. I Need A Lover
77. Playing Away From Home
78. Aphrodisiac
79. Introduced To Lesbian Sex
80. My First Lesbian Experience
81. Seducing The Boss
82. Two Ladies And A Rich Man
83. The Cheating Wife
84. The Ultimate Revenge
85. It Is My Duty To Please My Wife
86. Mrs Chase And The Handsome Builder
87. Lust At First Sight
88. Interracial Ménage À Trois
89. Dominated On My Wedding Night – Part 1
90. Dominated On My Wedding Night – Part 2
91. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 1
92. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 2
93. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 3
94. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 4
95. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 5
96. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 6
97. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 7
98. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 8
99. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 9
100. The Unrepentant Adulterer – Book 10

Over 150,000 WORDS
ADULTS ONLY

• Language: English
• Publisher: DoroClem Publishing
• Release date: Nov 30, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301599813

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Dominated By My Billionaire Boss

By Lisa Tindall

Billionaire CEO of Johnson International, Captain William (Bill) Johnson is a very possessive and dominant man. When 23-year-old Tessa starts working as his personal assistant, they maintain a strictly professional relationship at first.

As time goes by, Tessa slowly falls madly in love with her boss. Theirs is an unusual relationship. Tessa wants to be both loved and dominated and the boss does exactly that.

He dominates every fibre of her being!

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Chapter 1

I was reading out the minutes of the last board meeting when my boss suddenly grabbed my arms and pulled my body towards his.

I like the way you dressed up today Tessa, my boss said before his lips met mine. We were in the back of his limousine on our way to yet another board meeting. He kissed me quite tenderly while rubbing my size 36 C tits through my dark blue blouse.

But sir... I tried telling the boss to stop what he was doing after he stopped kissing me for a second or two. But I barely had the time to complete my sentence when he interrupted me.

You sure do taste very good as well, the boss said and then he started kissing me again.

I was quite taken aback by what was happening. To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. This had never happened before. I had not only never kissed my boss before but also, no man had ever forcefully kissed me.

A million things were going through my mind. I could either forcefully push my boss away from me to make him stop kissing me and risk losing my job, or I could let him have his way and be sure to keep my job. After several months of searching for a job in a very difficult financial climate, my current boss was kind enough to offer me a job even though I had been rejected for the position by his recruitment team.

Surely Sir, this cannot be right, I just about managed to say as the boss kissed me. He was quite stubborn and simply ignored me. After a couple of minutes, he stopped kissing me on the mouth and started undoing the buttons of my blouse. He looked me straight in the eye as he did so without once blinking. His stare seemed to paralyse me. I knew that I had to stop him. I was not an easy woman. I usually made men chase me for ages before giving myself up to them.

However, it was different in the boss's case. He seemed to have a hold over me.

He undid the first button, and then the next until all the buttons on my blouse had become undone. The Boss proceeded to take off my blouse and lift up my bra. My breasts were now bare and a few inches away from my boss's face. He paused for a moment and stared into my eyes once more. I was so shy and I could not stand his gaze anymore so I closed my eyes and I let him do whatever he wanted to do with me.

With my eyes closed, I felt my boss's lips and tongue on the nipple of my right breast. He sucked on it for about a minute before moving on to the other breast. After concentrating on my breasts for a couple of minutes he turned his attention to my belly, kissing it all over and biting my skin slightly.

The car suddenly came to a halt. I opened my eyes, looked out of the window, and realised that we had gotten to a red traffic light. The boss's Limousine had tinted windows and so nobody could see inside.

Please sir, I started. Could you please stop what you are doing? If you want to make love to me, at least let us find a more appropriate location.

The boss just kept kissing me all over. It seemed that he was going to have his way no matter what I said. After my last plea, I then decided not to bother asking him to stop anymore. If sex was what he wanted from me, then sex was what he was going to get.

The boss put his hand behind my back and unzipped my skirt. He then slowly took my skirt off. My underwear came off soon after and before I knew what was happening, I could feel the tongue of the boss on my clitoris. My juices where flowing freely by that point. I was wet between the legs beyond imagination.

Please do not stop, I started saying as the boss performed oral sex on me. The boss definitely did know how to lick a woman's pussy. If he continued licking me for just a minute more, then I would surely have an orgasm. Then it happened! I started coming!

Yes! I screamed as I had a very beautiful orgasm.

It was the best orgasm that I had had in a very long time. At some point afterwards, I opened my eyes to see the boss kneeling over me and pulling down the zip of his pants. As soon as his cock came out of his pants, I knew that sex with him was definitely going to hurt. He had a massive cock. His cock was at least 9 inches long. I had never had sex with a man with such a big cock before.

Sit up and suck my cock the boss ordered me after he had taken his cock out of his pants.

Ever the obedient personal assistant, I got off my back and did exactly as I was told. I held the boss's cock with my right-hand and stuck it in my mouth. His cock filled my mouth as I moved my lips up and down over its entire length.

As I sucked his cock, he suddenly pushed me on to the back seat of his car once more and attempted to penetrate my vagina. I closed my eyes and waited eagerly for the mixture of pain and pleasure that I would surely feel.

Chapter 2

My body shook and I suddenly woke up. I was not sure where I was or what had just happened. I closed my eyes once more, still expecting the boss to enter my pussy. I lay there with my eyes squeezed tightly shut and my legs spread wide, hoping to feel the full length of his cock inside me.

When nothing happened after a couple of seconds, I opened my eyes and the first thing I could see was the window in my bedroom. I was not having sex with my boss after all. It was nothing but a dream. A very peculiar one at that.

Oh shit! I swore.

I was deeply upset. I honestly wished that it wasn’t just a dream. I had been attracted to the boss from the very first day that I set my eyes on him. I was sure that there wasn’t a single woman who worked for him who would have given up the opportunity to be his lover.

Working as his personal assistant meant that I spent lots of time with him. That made several other female employees at the company quite jealous. They would have loved to be in my shoes. I got the occasional dirty look from female colleagues who thought that I did not deserve to be in the position that I was, given the fact that I was relatively newcomer.

I put my hand under my duvet and moved it towards my pussy. It was drenched in my love juice. Dreaming about having sexual relations with the boss had gotten my pussy very wet.

I turned to my right and looked at the time on the small white alarm clock that hardly ever left my bedside table. It was 3:23 am.

Oh fuck! I swore again. Now it’s going to take me ages to fall asleep again, I whispered to myself.

I had suffered from insomnia for several months. My insomnia started when I lost my job a couple of months previously and found it very hard to find another job.

I decided to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to clean myself up. I pulled back my duvet cover and got out of bed. I walked towards the door of my bedroom and flicked on the switch on the wall. I was still very much sleepy-eyed and I had to squint my eyes when the lights came on.

Once inside the bathroom, I took off my white panties, my T-shirt, and got into the shower. I never went to bed in a nightgown or in pyjamas. I was more comfortable going to bed in panties and an oversize T-shirt.

I switched on the shower and got the water to the required temperature. Once the water was warm enough, I started washing my down below. I was done in less than five minutes. I left the bathroom and walked towards my tiny closet. I put on a fresh pair of panties and T-shirt and switched off the lights once more. I was about to get back into bed when I heard a loud bang outside. I rushed to my bedroom window to see what was happening outside.

Just what I needed! I said sarcastically when I saw what had just happened outside. I need this like a plague.

A truck and a lorry had collided with each other and a crowd was gathering in the street three floors below. I could soon see the police and ambulance crews arriving at the scene.

I hope no one is hurt, I thought, as I left the window and went back to bed.

I tossed and turned around in bed for what seemed to be ages. I could not bring myself to fall asleep. All that I could think about was my boss and the dream that I had just had. I loved the way he kissed me… the way he touched my body… the way he stared at me with those piercing eyes of his. But alas, it all happened in a dream.

I thought about the boss’s cock. Was it really that huge? I had never actually seen it before. It did not matter how big his cock was. I would still have loved to feel it inside me. The boss had never made advances towards me in the three months or so that I had worked as his personal assistant.

There were moments when he would stare at me for ages without saying a word, which made me very uncomfortable. Whenever he would stare at me, I would ask him if everything was all right. At such moments, I would get scared and wondered if I was not performing my job to his satisfaction. I did try several times to find out if the boss was satisfied with my work. Once or twice, I mustered the courage to ask him directly but I never got a direct answer from him.

If you were in any way incompetent, then I would have fired you long ago, I remember him saying the last time I tried to find out from him what he thought about my performance. I do not want you to keep worrying about your competence or lack thereof, the boss added as he sat back in his large black office chair on one Tuesday evening after a meeting with the representatives of a large conglomerate. I employed you as my personal assistant and I am keeping you in your job for one reason.

And what is the reason Sir? I asked him nervously. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I regretted it.

You will know in due course, the boss replied.

I was worried that I had somehow upset him. I was always very careful never to say anything that would upset the boss. Losing my job was the last thing that I wanted. I was prepared to do anything necessary in order to keep my job. I had made up my mind that I would do whatever the boss wanted, if only it meant that I would keep my job.

Nothing was off limits as far as I was concerned. Keeping the boss happy was all that mattered to me. With all these thoughts running through my mind, I slowly drifted into a very deep sleep.

Chapter 3

Just over an hour after I fell asleep, my alarm clock went off. I was always very upset when I heard the sound of my alarm the morning. It meant that I had to get up and getting up early was not something that I liked very much. It was 6 AM. The only thing that made me remotely happy whenever I woke up on a weekday morning was the thought of going to work and spending some more time with the boss.

William Johnson was a name of my boss. After spending about five years in the Army, he got an honourable discharge and then decided to set up a business. In less than 20 years, he had built up an international conglomerate that manufactured everything from batteries to mobile phones to dishwashers. Approximately 10 years after he started the business, he had it floated on the New York Stock Exchange, and by the time that I started working for him, the public company of which he was CEO was worth over $ 100 billion.

Mr William Johnson had attained the rank of Captain by the time he left the Army. He therefore liked to be called Captain Bill. He insisted that everybody at the company called him either Bill or Captain Bill.

He also liked to be known as a patriot. He had fought for his country and then he had employed thousands of people. Despite the fact that Captain Bill was very successful and immensely rich, he still spent most of his time working. He did go on vacation from time to time but his vacations were mostly work-related.

During the nearly 3 months that I had worked for Captain Bill, I had slowly become very sexually attracted to him. As far as I knew, nothing would ever come of it. Perhaps I could only ever make love to the boss in my dreams. I sometimes derided myself for having sexual feelings towards Captain Bill the boss. There were two reasons for that.

Firstly, Captain Bill was a married man. He had a very beautiful wife called Kimberley whom I had met on several occasions. We had even travelled together on his private jet one or two times.

Until that point in my life, I had never dated a married man. Even though I was very sexually attracted to the boss and I would not think twice about giving in to him if he ever asked me to sleep with him, I still had my reservations about going to bed with a married man. A husband snatcher I was certainly not!

Secondly, Captain Bill had a daughter called Sarah who had become a very good friend of mine. Sarah was 23 and was the same age as I was. Captain Bill was in his fifties. I imagined that it would feel awkward having sexual relations with Captain Bill given that I was very close friends with his daughter and he was over twice my age. He was as old as my father was.

Despite the fact that Captain Bill was in his fifties, he looked quite fit for his age. He worked regularly and watched what he ate. As his personal assistant, I sometimes had to accompany him to the gym. It was not unusual for Captain Bill to hold meetings with some of his employees while he worked out.

I would frequently be summoned by the boss to a meeting that was taking place in the gym while he worked out. When I got there, I would be sitting there watching the boss drenched in sweat, which would make me very sexually aroused. I had to ignore the fact that I was terribly sexually aroused and my panties were soaked in pussy juice.

In spite of the sexual tension that I felt, I had to ignore it and do my job, which was to take minutes of the meeting. I sometimes wondered if the boss realised that I was sexually attracted to him. Whether he realised it or not, he had never acted upon on it. At least not until that point.

I had better get out of bed or else I am going to be very late, I said as I pushed away the duvet cover and got out of bed. It was about 6:50 AM and I had to be in the office at it 8:00 AM prompt. I tried to make it a habit to be at work before Captain Bill arrived.

I quickly took off my clothes and went into the bathroom. It took me less than 2 minutes to brush my teeth, after which I got into the shower. Masturbating using the pressure of the water coming out of the showerhead was a morning ritual. It was something that I had done for several years. That morning was not going to be any different.

I moved the showerhead, which was in my left hand, downwards towards my pussy and concentrated the pressure of the water on my clitoris. I then used the middle finger of my right hand to rub my clitoris. Doing that always made me come a little bit faster. I closed my eyes and thought about the beautiful dream that I had had the previous night. The dream ended at the most exciting moment. I wish it had continued. I wish the boss had actually penetrated me.

I kept rubbing my clitoris with the middle finger of my right hand and kept applying the pressure of the water on my pussy. I became increasingly aroused as I played with myself. My nipples hardened. I let the showerhead drop out of my left hand and used my now-free hand to fondle my breasts. My body started to tremble as I started having an orgasm.

Ooohhh... I moaned as I finally came.

With my morning ritual over, I got out of the shower and grabbed a large white towel on my way out of the bathroom. I quickly dried my body, and then I walked over to the window and opened it to let some fresh air and sunlight into my bedroom. As I opened the window, I realised that the two vehicles that had collided with each other during the early hours of the morning where no longer there. Hopefully, no one was seriously hurt.

Chapter 4

With my body completely dried, I threw the towel onto my bed, opened up my closet and took out a pair of my favourite panties. Something about those particular pair of panties turned me on. It was the pair that I had worn on the day that I started working for the boss.

On that fateful day, he called me into his office to talk to me. I remember my pussy becoming so wet as he spoke to me that I had to excuse myself at some point in order to go to the bathroom. Once I got there, I couldn't help but masturbate after which I cleaned myself up and returned to Captain Bill's office. It took me less than thirty seconds to have an orgasm so I certainly didn't keep the boss waiting very long. That was how horny simply being in the presence of that man made me.

Because I had dreamt about the boss being intimate with me, I decided to put on what had become my favourite pair of panties. Perhaps I was naive but I was hoping that it would help me get lucky with Captain Bill. I was about to put on my panties when my mobile phone rang. It was the boss! It was Captain Bill! I had set up my phone to play my favourite song when the boss rang. So I was certain that the boss was calling.

I became slightly anxious. I wondered why the boss was calling me so early in the morning. I let my favourite panties drop to the floor and then completely naked, I got my phone from the drawer of the desk in my bedroom and looked at the caller ID. Sure enough, it was the boss! I cleared my throat before answering the phone.

Good morning Captain Bill, I said when I answered the phone. For a moment, Captain Bill did not say anything. Instead, I heard some strange sounds on the other end of the line. I pressed my mobile phone to my ear in order to listen more carefully.

I was a bit surprised by what I heard. I could hear a woman screaming very loudly on the other end of the phone. At first, I was not sure if she was screaming because she was in pain or if she was screaming because she was getting some sort of sexual pleasure. I waited for a couple of seconds, hoping that the boss would talk to me.

Hello Captain Bill are you there? I asked after another 10 seconds of silence.

Yet again, I got no reply. Was this some kind of joke? The boss just called me and all that I could hear on the other end of the phone was a lady screaming.

Then I heard something that totally surprised me. I heard the crack of a whip on someone's skin.

Ouch! a lady screamed.

I could not believe what I was hearing. Was the boss engaged in some sort of sadomasochistic sex session? Or perhaps someone else had his phone? It was hard to tell. Listening more intently, I could also hear the clanking of chains amidst the sound of whipping. Perhaps the boss and his wife were very much into sadomasochistic sex. I found that very surprising. Captain Bill and his wife did not look like people who would enjoy sadomasochistic sex. Appearances could certainly be deceiving. I was not even sure if that was the case. Suddenly, Captain Bill spoke.

Have you had enough yet Mary? I heard the boss asking.

He certainly wasn't talking to me. My name was Tessa and not Mary. Another thing I realised was that whatever woman the boss was with that morning; she was certainly not his wife. His wife's name was Kimberly and not Mary.

Lie down on the table. I want to whip you some more, I heard Captain Bill say. It was certainly the boss's voice.

I took the phone off my ear and looked at the screen once more. I just wanted to see the caller ID and make sure that I had actually been called by the boss. The whole thing was certainly very strange. Perhaps there was another side of the boss that I knew absolutely nothing about. It had been about 65 seconds since Captain Bill first rang my phone.

Hello Captain Bill are you still there? I asked in a slightly raised voice.

Good morning Tessa, Captain Bill said in his very deep voice.

Good morning Captain Bill, I replied anxiously. I was quite anxious and my right arm, with which I was holding my mobile phone, was trembling slightly. Are you okay Captain? I asked the boss.

Of course I am okay Tessa, the boss replied. Is there any reason why I should not be?

The reason I am asking is because I heard some very strange sounds coming from your end, I said to the boss.

Oh okay, Captain Bill said, laughing. I am very sorry Tessa that you had to hear that. It was certainly inappropriate and I do apologise.

That is okay Captain Bill, I told him. Did you want me to do anything for you before I get to the office? I asked him.

Although it was very normal for the boss to call me out of working hours, he had never before called me that early in the morning. It was nearly 7 AM and I had about an hour to get into work.

Where are you and what are you doing? Captain Bill asked in a very authoritative manner.

I was standing in the middle of my bedroom completely naked and talking to this man whom l totally adored. Should I tell him that I was standing in my bedroom completely naked and that my pussy was getting very wet just listening to his voice?

In fact, hearing Captain Bill and a strange woman engaging in what I was convinced was a session of sadomasochistic sex had greatly turned me on. My pussy was dripping wet. I could feel my love juice slowly dripping out of my pussy and running along the length of my inner thighs.

I just got out of the shower and I am getting ready to go into work, I told Captain Bill.

As soon as I said those words, the boss started laughing. Perhaps it was inappropriate. I hadn’t said anything that I would consider funny.

Are you naked or do you have some clothes on? The boss asked. I was a little bit surprised by his question. It was certainly inappropriate for him to ask me that question.

I beg your pardon? I said in a slightly angry tone.

Asking me if I was naked actually turned me on but I was not prepared to let Captain Bill know that. I did not answer him. I simply did not know what to say. What impression would he have of me if I told him that I had been naked the whole time?

I asked if you are naked not! Captain Bill barked impatiently over the phone.

Forgive me if I sound rude Captain Bill, but I believe that it is wrong to ask me such a question, I said to Captain Bill, pretending to be upset.

I surely was not upset. I was actually turned on by his question. Captain Bill could sense that he was turning me on. Perhaps he had planned for me to listen in on his sadomasochistic sex session with the strange woman. The woman whom he had called Mary. Perhaps that was his intention all along. Perhaps he wanted me to get aroused.

So you are naked then! Captain Bill said. Now that we have confirmed that that is certainly the case, there is something that I want you to do for me. I want you to sit on your bed, spread your legs, and masturbate until you get an orgasm. Make sure you keep your phone on throughout. I want to hear you coming.

I did not reply. I simply did as the boss had ordered. I walked over to my bed, sat down, and then I spread my legs. I moved my mobile phone from my right hand to my left, leaving my right hand free to work on my pussy.

Go on Tessa. Touch yourself for me. I want you to come for me, Captain Bill kept barking over the phone. The authoritative manner in which he asked me to masturbate turned me on greatly. I rubbed my clitoris with such vigour and in less than a minute, I started having a wonderful orgasm.

Oh yes Captain Bill... You make me feel so good Captain Bill, I moaned as I came.

Did it feel good? Captain Bill asked me after I had had an orgasm.

Yes boss it felt great, I replied.

It took you a bit longer to have an orgasm than it did when you masturbated in the toilets on the day that you started working for me, Captain Bill said as he laughed. I was stunned!

How the hell did you know that? I asked frantically.

So you did excuse yourself so that you could have some time to yourself to masturbate, he said. By the way, let us get to the reason why I called you this morning, Captain Bill said.

My fingers were still on my pussy, which was so fucking wet. I would definitely have to have another shower. My down below was a complete mess.

I want you to pack some bags, Captain Bill said. We are flying to London, England.

That is fine Captain Bill, I told him as I got off the bed once more. Where do you want me to meet you? Do you want me to go to the airport directly or do you want me to come into the office first?

I want you to come to the office first. There are some things in the office that I want us to take along to London. My helicopter will fly us from the roof of the building to my private jet. And then we will fly to London from the airport. And do not forget to bring your passport, Captain Bill said.

Anything you say boss, I said.

I guess that since you have just masturbated, you will need to have another shower. So I want you to jump into the shower now. I will see you in the office in about an hour's time, Captain Bill ordered and then hung up the phone.

It was not unusual for Captain Bill to ask me to fly out to another state or in fact to another country with such short notice. I had been working as his personal assistant for only three months. In spite of this, I had done more travelling while working for Captain Bill that I had done in my entire life.

Travelling with Captain Bill was always a lot of fun. He was a very generous man. He bought me a lot of jewellery and clothes, which were always much appreciated. He sometimes bought me stuff while his wife was present, which I found a little bit awkward. From the way Kimberly Johnson acted when he did so, I guess she was not a very jealous wife. If she did not mind her husband doing that, then why should I?

What a morning, I sighed. I then got into the bathroom and had another quick shower.

Chapter 5

It was about 7:10 AM when I got out of the bathroom after having my second shower of the day. I quickly put on some clothes, did my hair, and then grabbed a suitcase from my closet. It usually took me less than 10 minutes to pack some clothes whenever I was flying somewhere with Captain Bill.

However, on that morning I did not have to pack anything. I had become quite used to being told to fly out at such short notice that I had actually pre-packed a suitcase just in case I had to travel with Captain Bill. I opened the drawer of my desk and rummaged through it, looking for my passport.

There you are, I whispered when I finally found my passport.

I put my passport in my handbag; slung it over my left shoulder, and then I grabbed my suitcase with my right hand. When I was all set, I looked in the mirror to make sure that I looked great. I then opened the door and left my flat.

I never bothered having breakfast at home during the week. Breakfast was eaten on the way to work. I would usually grab a sandwich and a cup of coffee while walking to the subway. By the time I got off the subway in the city, the coffee was usually fully drunk and the sandwich was half-eaten. The rest of it would go into a bin as soon as I got out of the subway.

I stepped out of my apartment block into the cool morning air and made my way to a coffee shop in the corner to get breakfast. There was a very long queue in front of the coffee shop when I got there. There were people in that queue from all works of life trying to get some breakfast before heading out to work. Perhaps some of them were on their way home from a night shift.

Good morning Paul, I greeted one of the baristas when I got to the front of the queue.

Hey Tessa, good morning, Paul replied with a broad smile. How are you doing this morning?

I’m good, thank you, I said.

Paul had been after me for ages. He had been asking me out for a drink for quite some time. In fact, he asked me to go out on a date with him whenever I went to the coffee shop where he worked. "Have you changed your mind about me Tessa?" he would often ask.

I did not fancy him. He was not the type of man that I would usually go out with. I preferred real men. I preferred powerful, very dominant men. Men like Captain Bill, my boss. Men who were successful and in a position of authority turned me on immensely. It wasn’t necessarily the money that I was attracted to. It was the power and authority that Captain Bill had that made me go weak at the knees.

Have you changed your mind about me Tessa, Paul asked, still smiling.

I had the feeling that you would ask me that today, I said, after which we both burst out laughing.

So will it be your usual? A cup of coffee with milk, no sugar, and a bacon sandwich? Paul asked.

You got it right Paul, I said. I paid for my breakfast and was on my way to the subway. The train arrived at 7:35 am. After the fifteen-minute train ride, I got off the train and got out of the subway.

During the five minute walk to the Johnson Tower, the 15 storey building which acted as headquarters of Johnson International, the international conglomerate which the boss, William (Bill) Johnson (aka Captain Bill) had built up from scratch, I threw my now empty coffee cup and half-eaten sandwich into a street bin. I managed to get my suitcase and myself through the rotating glass door and into the lobby of the building.

Good morning Miss Tessa. Flying somewhere exotic today? the lady at the reception asked me.

Yes. I’m off to London with the boss, I replied. I could see the look of jealousy on her place.

I would be lying if said that I didn’t envy you, the receptionist said. Have a nice trip.

Thanks a lot, I said.

I stopped pulling my suitcase, opened my handbag, took out my security card, swiped it, and then got through the turnstile with my suitcase. There was a huge number of people waiting at the elevators. Some were chatting to each other, while others were chatting away on their mobile phones. Some of them simply stood there in silence, waiting for one of the three elevators to arrive.

I was part of the group of people who stood quietly waiting to go to my office on the fifteenth floor: the uppermost floor and the same floor on which Captain Bill’s office was located. I worked at a desk directly outside his office. Come to think of it, my job bestowed upon me a lot of power. Most of the time, I decided who could see the boss and at what time. I was responsible for arranging his diary.

Some of the employees at Johnson International admired me because of the job that I had. But those who admired me were in the minority. Most people working in that building absolutely hated me. I was frequently ignored in the corridors and in the staff restaurant that was located on the second floor of the building.

Somehow, I could understand why I was so hated. Some people had to wait weeks in order to have an audience with Captain Bill, while I basically spent all week by his side. By going into work that morning with a suitcase, I knew that I would get even more disgusting looks from my co-workers.

Of course, it did bother me. However, I decided long ago that there was no point worrying about it. I would simply get on with my job and do it to the best of my ability. I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder as I waited for one of the elevators. I turned around to see who it was.

Oh hi Frank, I greeted him.

Hi Tessa. Going on yet another business trip? Frank asked.

Yes Frank, I replied. I am flying to London and I knew nothing about it until very early this morning.

Frank, like Paul the barista who worked at the coffee shop near where I lived, had

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