by Tiffany Reisz
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Ivy's been in love with her boss Lennon from day one. She's even his work wife. Will sneaking into a party he's attending help her convince him she wants to serve him by day and by night? Short story available in the anthology Best Women's Erotica of the year.
RATED: 18+ CATEGORY: MOOD:
Steamy Erotica Fun
No review for this one - too short! But as I am currently reviewing the Original Sinners series, I'm posting all the short stories and novellas available. Read The Assistant here.
Lennon: "Katie broke up with me."
Ivy: "What? Why?"
Lennon: "This is awkward."
Lennon: "She said I spent more time with my assistant than I do with her."
Ivy: "You do."
Lennon: "If you weren't, you know, you, it wouldn't be a problem. But you are you and that's a problem. For her, not me."
Ivy: "Did you just tell me I'm pretty?"
Lennon: "You know you are."
He'd been careful to keep his personal life separate from his professional life, even with you. But one Sunday afternoon she'd had to run to his apartment for reasons entirely work-related, and while he'd been on the phone in the other room, she'd glanced through a half-open door and seen Lennon's bedroom. A leather flogger sat on the pillow and handcuffs dangled from the headboard. When Lennon had caught her looking he'd blushed and stammered an apology. She'd told him she didn't care as long as what he was doing in his free time was consensual. It had been the first thing she'd thought to say and only later had she realized it made her sound boring, virginal and utterly vanilla. What she'd wanted to say was, "The handcuffs? The flogger? Lennon, that's nothing to apologize for. It's sexy as hell, and I volunteer as your next victim."
And then Ivy was off her feet. Entirely, completely and totally off her feet, being carried over the man's shoulder.
Ivy: "Oh my God."
Man: "I'm a firefighter in real life."
He slaps her ass
Man: "Trust me, I know what I'm doing."
Ivy: "Glad one of us does."
Lennon: "You tan easily, you know. But your Star of David pendant blocks the sun. You have a six pointed pale spot on your chest."
Ivy: "You knew it was me?"
Lennon: "The whole time ..."
Ivy: "I didn't mean to. Jack was there and he asked me what I wanted and I said you. What's going to happen?"
Lennon stood up and walked over to her. As he passed the door, he closed it and locked it.
Lennon: "What would you say to a four-day weekend?"
Ivy: "I would say ... Hell yes, boss. Best idea I've ever heard."