Fifteen

Grabbing Mr. Powers birthday gift, I took another second to adjust the strap of my dress. Apparently he was going all out with his birthday celebration. The venue was one of the halls just right in the hotel and according to Ruby who had read it on the internet, it is going to be a huge party with dignitaries attending, so that meant I couldn’t afford to dress anyhow.

I should Google more often.

I grabbed the end of my hair which was made into big curls and sat them down on my shoulders. I went back into the bathroom and admired myself in the full mirror. The blue, kind of silk dress I had on- which was picked out by Sam- was the simple kind of gown. Still, it was a classy, sexy gown.

The manner with which it hugged every curve (imperfect and almost perfect) of my body made me fall in love the more with it. Especially my boobs area. The well tailored gown held my breasts firmly, the long, overlaying neckline resting on them, exposing them just a little.

And there was the slit, just cut from half of my thigh down, completed the dress’s work on my body.

I augmented the gown’s beauty with a pair of my favorite silver heels, a simple dropping earring and my moderately made up face completed the job. Smacking my glossy lips together, I walked out of the bathroom and out of the apartment to join the party which was holding on the tenth floor.

I felt sexier as I walked quite graciously out of the elevator, stepped onto the soft rug and made for the hall. Strangely the eyes that fell on me in admiration as I walked on made me more confident and in what was a slip of thought, I wondered how Mr. Powers would react if he saw me.

*Yeah, because you are all dressed up for him*. My inner mind dug up a fact I was not ready to admit.

I was soon inside the almost filled hall, an old school jam filling my ears as the people who were seated round tables in fives, chatted on.

“Wow.” The comment slipped out of my tongue as I admired what had been done to the huge hall. Apart from the obvious beauty the hall initially had, the black and silver decorations that rounded the room made it more appealing to the eyes. Immediately, the bright lights coming from the chandeliers that hung randomly round the hall were killed and dull flickering lights came on, making the whole room look different and more appealing.

As I proceeded to walk to the front where Ruby had informed I would be sitting, someone gently bumped into me.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry.” The lady in a white and black uniform said as she writhed a tray of drinks in her hand.

“Are you fine?” Her face was already scrunched weirdly.

“No, no. I need to puke right now, but I need to get these drinks to table ten right away. I just have to hurry before I do something embarrassing.”

“Okay, okay.” I also didn’t want her to be embarrassed. “Bring the drinks and go puke.” I held on to the tray.

“No ma’am. You are a guest, it is not proper.” She made a face that indicated the throw up was close by.

“It won’t be proper either if you puke all over Mr. Powers guests.” I took the tray off her hand. “Table ten right?” She nodded, appreciated me and ran off to relieve herself.

Okay, so I just have to look for table ten. I scanned the room from where I was, hoping to see the number waving back at me. But I was too far away to see less than half of the people seated at the back. So, I made to walk forward.

“Okay. Ladies and gentleman, I would like to present to you, the man of the day, Dominic Powers!” The crowd cheered as the MC who was up on the far stage said.

Still checking for table number ten, I felt a bright light fall upon my face.“Oh, that is definitely not Mr. Powers. But we must appreciate this beauty in front of us.”

Us? Trying to get the light away from my face, I managed to see that everyone had their eyes on me. Uh-oh, I might have just ruined Mr Powers entry. I heard clicking heels approach me, my mind wondering why they were yet to get the spot light off me.

“Hey babysitter!” It was Diane. “You are blocking the way.”

I raised my hand slightly to try and gesture at the light and I saw her flinch a bit. Amused, I watched her strut away, the sneer on her face as she did, still etched in my brain. She probably thought I was going to slap her again. Already partially used to the light, I resumed looking for table ten.

That was when a firm masculine hand grabbed my not so free arm and tucked it with his.
“What are you doing Grace?” His voice was so low yet clear. We had resumed walking.

“I have to just get these drinks to table number ten.” I put up a smile to hide the effect of him being so close to me. Shivering with ascending pleasure all over me wasn’t exactly a picture of me I would like to paint in public.

“What are you doing to me?” he growled, his proximity seeming to increase by the second and damn, his scent kept embracing me as though beckoning to me to just forget about everything and dive into his chest for more of where it came from. With my smile to the outside world fluctuating already, I released my arm from his hold and branched to the left where table ten where just five tables from where I was.

“The man of the day, Mr. Dominic Powers.” The MC re-introduced him and the hall got up to welcome him with smiles and hand jamming. I got to table ten and dropped the tray there, not missing the glares all the five women at the table gave me. Ignoring them, I found my way to the front where Ruby had said they would be.

“Grace look! I am eating cake.” I had found my way quite easily and I joined the standing ovation that I felt was already unnecessary prolonged. I looked towards the center aisle where Mr. Powers was still standing, greeting with a firm look on his face, people who had stopped him , flashes of camera lights going on and off as most of them posed with the man of the day.

I took a minute to admire my employer. Apart from his looks which always found a way to awe you no matter the number of times you have seen it, his dressing was so… so… sexy.

He was not dressed in his regular suit and shirt thing, instead, he had on a white and blue dyed, long sleeved t-shirt with a little v- cut at the neck, that held on to his body so well, even his arms could not help but show off. On top of that was a check scarf which wrapped loosely around his neck, one of its tail dropping to his upper abdomen. My eyes traveled to his trousers as he resumed walking and my eyes just had to go to the little bulge straining against the black jeans.

As though to ruin my sanity, my brain immediately brought out the time I saw him having sex with Regina. The little glimpse at his manhood had not really affected me then, but now, the mere thought of it is making me a bit shiver with unpredicted desire.

“Okay, put yourself together Grace. You are just being stupidly horny.” I chastised myself and sat down.
*Horny for him.* That voice came again. Dang it!

Now, I wish I brought that vibrator I have left lying in my store for about two years now.
*Yes, so you can imagine him going…*
“Stop it!”

“Stop what, Miss Sands?” I snapped my eyes open and faced Mr. Powers who had taken his seat beside me his arms crossed.

A bit flushed at the thought that I was just arguing with myself about being horny for him, I shook my head. “I was just talking to myself.” I smiled, my head looking straight ahead at the stage the next second. I listened to the MC as he talked on.

But my focus was soon swiped away when I felt a warm hand on my bare thigh. As the hand ran slowly down, my center felt a tickle. My mouth had become dry as my body reacted to his lingering, electrocuting warm, huge hands. It was taking every nerve in my system to resist jerking in reaction to his touch. Because not only was my center ticklish, it was at attention and it was craving.

And it was all because of his touch.

I still couldn’t turn to look at his face for some reason. I felt his masculine scent hit my nose stronger than before as he leaned in very close to my ears. His light breath tickled the back of my ear as he exhaled and I grabbed the edge of the chair to keep my system in control.

That was just his breath and it was able to trigger one of my spots! Damn this man. What was he doing to me?

“You are so weird, Grace.” His strong hand squeezed my kneecap slightly.
Oh God.
“What’s in that bag?” His deep, sensual voice had turned indifferent .

I gathered saliva and gulped it down my dry throat. Ignoring the needy feeling down there, I managed to plaster a smile on my face despite the breathing mess I was.
“Uh-”

“Now, I would like to call to the stage, Dominic Powers.”
The crowd which I had forgotten existed roared as they clapped Mr. Powers off his seat. I watched him as he went up the stage, but my mind and my body kept recalling the effect of his touch, my lady part still carving.

I really should have taken that vibrator.

********

“Okay Ruby, time to go sleep. And young lady, no chocolates for you in the next one week.” I chastised the little girl in my arms whose gown was halfway off her body.

“Why?”

“Ruby. Did you see the way you were eating cake today? You ate so much!”

Her face fell then she shrugged. “Should I wait for you to come tuck me in?”

“Nah. I need to give your dad his gift. I will come check you later. Brush your teeth before jumping into bed okay?” She nodded, grinning in a silly manner as I sent her off.

I sighed and looked round the living room as I debated whether to go upstairs to change what I was wearing or to just wait there till he entered.
Seeing no difference in the two choices, I gave a little shrug and walked to the French doors to enjoy another view of the city, probably to think about how my attraction to my employer had increased in just few hours. And probably to over-think the situation.

“Miss Sands I have this urge…” Startled, I made to turn to face the man in my thoughts. But he was already behind me, I could feel him standing so close to my body. If I just decide to lean a bit, I would probably hit into his body a bit hard.

“Mr. Powers.” My eyes darted as I tried to capture his tall figure with my side eye. His hands swept my hair to the back, his fingers grazing my neck in the process. My breath hitched as that feeling came again.

“I don’t know what to do about it.” His hand sneakily snaked around my waist and he jammed our bodies together. As my behind hit his groin, I gasped lightly, my eyes bulging at the feel.
“I don’t know what to do Miss. Sands.” His other hand trailed from my suspended left hand, up to my shoulders and settled on the strand of my gown. I felt him lean closer, his head against my hair. My eyes soon closed as the building pleasure washed all over me when his hot breath grazed through my shoulder blade.

I could not utter a word. Instead, I made an inaudible sob-like sound with my mouth. I felt like I was being tortured in and out. He should just turn me around and do things to me, I don’t think my body can hold it any longer.
“S… sir…”

“I want you so bad Grace.” he whispered sensually into my ear then he gave my shoulder blade a kiss.

“Mr. Powers,” I cried in a low voice as my body writhed in reaction to his mouth on my skin. It was as though my body was set on an ecstasy kind of fire.
My body was on fire for Dominic Powers. I saw this coming but I never knew it would feel this great. I just couldn’t take it anymore, I was already wet from reacting to his touch. He had succeeded in awakening the lost flame in my sober self, all I just had to do was turn and make him do things to me.

But his grip on my waist was hard and he wasn’t done tormenting me. “Tell me Grace,” As usual, the way my name rolled out of his tongue sent chills down my body. “, would you hate yourself if I kissed you right now?”
His breath was furiously tickling my neck.

“Uh…?” I managed to ask.

His hand traveled to and fro my arm. “Would you hate you if I took you right now and smashed my lips onto yours?”

His questions were just making it all worse. Now, I am imagining him doing it and it is making the pool down there get bigger.
“S..sir…” His hand was still stroking my arm, I couldn’t concentrate.

“Do you want me the way I want you?” Oh my sweet God. His sweet mouth had found my earlobe and was sucking on it gently. Breathing harder, I put out my hands onto the transparent door to gain a little balance for myself.
“Do you?” He hugged me tighter to him and I could feel his enlarged bulge.

“Yes!” I cried, pleasure all over my voice.

“You want me like I want you?” I could hear triumph in his voice. Sub-consciously, I ground into his manhood.

“I…” A loud thud came from upstairs and I snapped out of my desires, my head whipped towards the staircase in a flash.
“Oh my God, Ruby!”