The ceo’s secretary

I stretched my hand to turn off my annoying phone, which has been going off every five minutes for the past thirty minutes. I checked the time, which was six, and slowly rolled out of bed to use the restroom. I was almost at the door when the last-night event came rushing back to me.

I instantly looked back at the bed, but the nameless guy was already gone.

“Exactly what I expected of you,” I said before making my way to the restroom.

I dressed up and called a taxi. I turned on my phone when I was almost home and waited for multiple messages that I was sure would be waiting.

‘where are you?’ from sis at 9:02 p. m.

‘I’m about to go, should I still wait for you’ from sis @ 9:31pm

‘I called Peter and he said you aren’t with him’ from sis at 9:45 p. m.

‘Judith called, where are you?’ from love at 9:47 p. m.

‘Peter called, where the hell are you? I told him you’d be with me. Call me asap.” from Cyn at 9:54 p. m.

‘Peter said you’re with Cynthia. You almost gave me a heart attack. See you tomorrow’ from sis at 9:58 p. m.

I immediately called Cynthia, who picked up on the fifth ring.

“Hey”

“Hello, Cynthia, good morning.”

“Where were you last night?”

“I was with some guy.”

“You were with what? “Oh, wait, you mean you finally did it?”

“Yes, I did. What of Peter? Was he mad at me?

“Can you give me a better explanation of what really went down last night?” Cynthia said eagerly, dodging my question.

“Maybe when we see this evening. Are you going to be around?”

“Absolutely yes. I can’t wait.”

“Of course you can, and you will. So was Peter mad at me last night?”

“No, he wasn’t. He was worried instead, but I know he is going to be really mad at you if he knows what happened last night. How was it?

“It was extremely good. It felt too good; I almost lost my mind, and he…” The taxi driver gave me this look, which shut me up instantly and made me change what I was about to say.

“And he what?” Cynthia askedNôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Don’t worry, we’re going to talk this evening. I got to go.”

“Okay then. See you in the evening.”

“Alright. Bye”

I went straight to my room to dodge my sister’s ready-made questions, which I knew I was still going to come across, whether I liked them or not.

“Wow, last night was beautiful,” I thought as I sat down on my bed with a hand mirror.

I opened my legs widely and placed the mirror in front of my still-red pussycat. I used my other hand to spilt my pussy lip apart and inserted one of my fingers in it.

I started the in-and-out movement, but I wasn’t getting enough friction, so I added another finger. I continued the in and out movement and watched my beautiful pussycat as my two fingers were sliding in and out of it in the hand mirror, which I was still holding with my other hand.

I later pulled my fingers out and licked my pussy juice, which was dripping down my fingers, before focusing my attention on my hard clitoris, which had been waiting for my touch.

I used my fingers to rub my clitoral area softly in a circular motion and was on my way to heaven when someone called my name.

“alexi!” Judith called

“Fuck,” I murmured, and instantly pulled the blanket off my naked body.

“Lexi! Lexi!” She called again as she was opening the door, “Don’t tell me you are still sleeping.”

“Judith, are you supposed to knock?” I said sleepily.

“Don’t tell me what I’m supposed to do when you couldn’t tell me we wouldn’t be going home together last night.”

“I thought I did, Judith, but I’m sorry if I didn’t. You knew I told you I wasn’t really feeling the party.”

“That wasn’t what you told me. What you told me was that you wanted to go for a drink.”

That was exactly what I told her and what I had gone for, but I fortunately met the nameless guy at the bar, chatted for an hour with him, and landed on his bed not long after.

“What I said was, ‘I’m not feeling this party. I think I will go get a drink.” I would rather let her feel stupid than for me to tell her the truth.

“And you changed your track and instead went for a drink at Cynthia’s house,” she said with an intense look.

“I didn’t get the drink. I was bored, so I left.”

“You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay. I will soon be leaving for work, so make sure to clean the house and don’t forget to feed Mama.”

That’s what you get when you’re jobless. Cleaner, cook, and dog feeder.

I hate dogs. Mama was our dog. Judith knew I hated dogs, and she still made sure that she fed him whenever I was home.

I watched her as she took a taxi and later went back to my bed to call Peter.

“Hello”

“Hello. You scared me last night,” Peter said.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay. How was your night?”

“Surperb”

“Wow. You sound strange. What’s up over there?”

“Nothing. I think I’m just happy today.”

“Okay. I got to go. I’m going to see you later in the day.”

“We aren’t going to meet later in the day.”

“Why?”

“Because I promised Cynthia that I would be spending the evening with her.”

“Aren’t you with her throughout last night?”

“No. I mean, yes, I was, but we have to see again today for some reason.”

“Okay, but it seems as if something is up.”

“No. Nothing”

“Alright, then we are going to talk later. Love you”

“Alright”

This was the first time I hung up on Peter, my boyfriend, without telling him I loved him because I don’t think he deserved my love after what I experienced last night.

I turned on my data for my Gmail messages and used the loading period to pray.

‘God, let it be good news. God, let it be good news.

I’ve been going for job interviews since two months ago, after my graduation, and most of them have declined. Telling me the same story in a different statement and my last hopes were the two last companies that I’ve heard nothing about.

I eagerly opened my Gmail when the name of one of these companies flashed on my screen and opened it with the hope that it was going to be good news.

‘Dear Miss Tyler

This letter is to let you know that you were not selected to return to this blah blah blah’. I turned off my phone before I could continue reading the sad news and angrily got out of bed to prepare a full bowl of cereal.

“Alexi, you shouldn’t die of hunger because you are unemployed,” I murmured to myself before taking my first spoon.

I went to the backyard to feed Mama and later got comfortable in front of the television to watch Adam Lee’s latest movie.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

I paused the movie and waited once more for confirmation.

Ding dong!

Judith wouldn’t be back until half past five. I checked the time, which was 3:30 p. m., and took the center table flower vase in case I had to protect myself.

I tiptoed to the door and peeped through the door hole. I relaxed when I saw the person who was on the other side of the door and took a deep breath before opening it.