Page 134 of The Story of You

“If you’re sure, sir.”

I set my lunch in front of his. I was quiet. I hadn’t learned how to have “attractive” conversation yet. A skill I would need in my business. It was something I eventually learned from Alfie.

“Silas, I promised my husband I’d ask you something today. It’s way inappropriate for work—I know this—but Leroy has a huge crush on you and what my husband wants, I at least make an attempt for it.”

Here it was. It had been coming.

“If you say no, there aren’t any repercussions you have to worry about. I would never force this on anyone.”

I raised a brow. “Is this a proposition, Mr. Harrows?”

“Dammit. You Mr. Harrows-ed me. It was. I’m sorry. I won’t ask again.”

I forked a bite of my pasta, thinking. It would be a great way to move on. It didn’t sound like they were looking for love. “It’s not that I’m opposed, I don’t have time for something like that. I have my son.”

Oliver waited for me to get home, sometimes by the door. Simon taught him how to tell time. If I wasn’t home when I was supposed to be, he called the office. Even without all that, I wanted to spend time with him before he went to bed. I was for Oliver first and everyone else second, including myself.

“You don’t have babysitters? We’d be willing to pay.”

The thought of some stranger with Oliver was gut clenching. “Only family looks after him and they’re with him all day.”

He nodded, seemingly understanding of what I was saying. We ate. I could see his wheels turning. “What about Hot Office Sex Fridays? They’re usually slow. Tracey’s never here Fridays. We could close at two or three, make sure you were ready to leave by five.”

Even as naïve as I was at twenty, I knew sex with your boss was asking for trouble, but I wanted someone who wasn’t …him… and Alfie was safe. I hadn’t had anyone except forhim. I wanted to washhimaway.

“If we can do that, yes. But um, not today.”

He smiled wide. “Not today. I’m getting an understanding of how important your son is. Very commendable. But damn is this going to be a long week.”

Dirty office sex was “wrong” enough to make even my fairly dormant member fill. My sex drive was not to par with men my age. It did exist, but my brain was too broken for more than the odd shower wank.

“I have time for something quick,” I suggested licking my lips. No one had called, so Oliver was probably fine, and I was overreacting as usual.

“I have wanted those lips around my dick for a while … but, Leroy would kill me if I started without him.” I nodded. “Could I have a kiss?”

“Yes, Mr. Harrows.”

“Okay, that’s hot now that I know you’re not turning me down.”

He didn’t wait. He was up and pulling me out of my seat, backing me into the counter, attacking my lips with a ferocity I didn’t expect. I didn’t know how I was going to react. It could have been very bad.

But all I could think was,Thank fucking God. It doesn’t feel likehimat all.

I didn’t know about being dominant with kissing and sex. I was naturally inclined to it, but my experiences were limited, and I’d been taught to submit. I made myself pliant for Alfie, letting him tangle his tongue with mine. He was gentle and careful, savoring me.

My cock filled rapidly after that, and I regretted saying yes—I was going to be fucking horny now.

I rubbed my clothed cock against his, latching onto his waist with my leg, hoping to change his mind. It didn’t take much. His hand was pawing at the button of my slacks. “Fuck Silas. This, okay?”

I nodded, wanting his hand on me so badly. He didn’t make me wait, knowing I wanted to get home and shoved his hand down my pants and briefs. He stroked me a few times. “You’re silky. Wow,” he said between kisses.

He paused and I whined. “I’m just pulling these down a bit to give myself better access to you. We don’t have lube or condoms,” he pointed out. “A god damn fucking oversight on my part—I’m really not used to propositioning my employees.”

With my cock out how he wanted it, he lifted me onto the counter. “I’m going to suck you and then brag about it to Leroy later who will then sequester me to the couch for the night, but it’ll be totally worth it.”

They were a poly couple and sex outside their marriage—especially with someone they’d already talked about—was not an egregious act to them.

Once I was inside his mouth, I was gone. Alfie was really good at sucking cock. Until I met Lakshan, he was the standard. He knew how to pace. How to nip and suck at the right times. I was clawing at the counter, not knowing where to put my hands.