“Young lady you are going to go to that office to work whether you like it or not. Since you want to act like you’re an adult, I am going to start treating you like one.” My dad shouted at me, nearly taking off my ears. Sighing to myself, I wondered what the big deal was. I am eighteen years old and on summer vacation, and I wanted to break my virginity before school starts back. I wanted to know what the buzz was all about. I had often heard girls brag about their sexual experience when they were in the bathroom, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous. I wanted to feel a cock buried deep within, so I can moan and scream while my head is being banged against the headboard, like I would often dream is happening to me. It was my sexual fantasy.

I had invited my boyfriend over, Samuel shortened for Sam so we could have sex. You know, to finally do the dirty deed and experience what the others were talking about, but unfortunately for me, my dad had come home very early today, earlier than usual. He had caught me off guard, naked in a very compromising position. I was laying on my back spread with my legs spread wide open, and a very nervous Sam on top of me. I could see the fear in his eyes, and I knew right then and there it was his first time too. Who would’ve thought that the very handsome Sam Hudson, who literally oozes a sex appeal was a virgin.

When he had caught us, I can honestly say I wasn't the least bit embarrassed but I was upset. This wasn’t the first time I wanted to have sex with Sam. Every time I wanted to call him over something always happens, it was either my period, Sam was busy, I had tons of assignment and now, in this case, my dad coming home early, catching us. It was like I was cursed or something.

Now here I am, sitting at the kitchen table getting scolded by my dad about me working this summer since I wanted to act like an adult by engaging myself in an act that wasn’t fit for children my age.

A child, seriously, I’m eighteen years old, I am an adult and I should be able to do whatever I wanted. That’s what I wanted to say, but I knew better. Instead, I just responded by saying, “okay dad,” in a very bored tone. “I will work at the office.” Getting up, I climbed the stairs to my room.

“Sarah,” my dad’s voice halted me. “I’m doing this for your own benefit. I will call my boss and asked him if you could start tomorrow.”

“Dad, why tomorrow? Couldn’t I start next week?” I asked in an annoyed tone.

“No, I don’t want to leave you here alone all by yourself so you could go and attempt what you did today.”

Sighing in defeat, I continued my journey up the stairs to my room. There was no use arguing with him, he had made up his mind.

Knock! Knock! My dad banged on my door a few moments later.

“Come in,” I called out.

Opening the door, he poked his inside before he started speaking. “My boss said you can start tomorrow and he looks forward to seeing you.” Nodding my head, he walked inside and kissed me on my cheek before exiting.

My dad’s boss is younger than him, he was twenty-seven years old and could definitely make you get wet with just one look. I was very excited that I was going to work for him but clearly annoyed at the same time that I was going to work tomorrow. I haven’t gone to buy new working clothes, so I could flaunt myself. To get an older man, you had to look mature and sexy, and that was the image I wanted to paint in his mind.

Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day, I thought. Smiling to myself, I drifted off to sleep. Tomorrow will be a good day; I will be working for my dad’s boss Ezra Rodriquez. The man that had fulfilled all my naughty desires and my wildest fantasies in my dreams when I closed my eyes every night. I often imagined that he was the man who would take my innocence, but he didn’t see me like that. He saw me as his employee slash best friend’s daughter. Now that I will have the opportunity to be near him every day, I could put my plan in motion. This was my chance, my only chance to have my fantasies of having sex with my dad’s boss come to reality.

***

The morning had come, and I had gotten up very early so I could get picked out something to wear and also to arrive at work early. After taking a shower and getting dressed in a knee-length black dress and my five-inch pumps, I hurriedly descend the stairs. Going inside the kitchen, I stopped short when I saw that my dad was at the kitchen counter drinking coffee and reading the morning newspaper.

“You’re sure up early for something that you didn’t want to do yesterday.” He said curiously, not breaking eye contact from the newspaper he was reading to look at me.

“I wanted to get there early so I could meet everyone,” I lied through my teeth. If my dad had known the real reason why I had gotten up so early he would have probably locked me in a dungeon or a tower with a fire-breathing dragon guarding the entrance. It would play out like the scene where Shrek rescued Fiona, but this wasn’t a fairy tale this was real life. I wouldn’t be rescued by anyone.

“Okay, sweetheart good luck, I will see you later when I arrive.” Flashing him a fake smile, I hurriedly exited the house and got in the convertible that I had recently gotten from my dad for getting good grades in school.

It sounds totally cliché right, the good girl turns naughty- but for it to be cliché I had to be a good girl from the start, and who knows me knew that I was a rebel. Always taking risks and never thinking of the consequences. My dad thought that I was the perfect saint, the daughter with perfect grades, the one who never gets into trouble, but all that changed when he had caught me yesterday in bed with my boyfriend. He doesn’t trust me anymore to stay home alone, hence why I was off to work this morning.

***

Reaching my dad’s boss’s office, I was greeted by a very bubbly receptionist who had mistaken me for a client, but I quickly told her my name and my purpose which resulted in her very upbeat demeanor changed to a very sour look on her face. The look on her face would have made the wicked witch in Snow White cower in fear. I wonder what was her problem, she was twisting her face up like she had smelt something bad. Plastering a fake smile on mines, I ignored her look and told her I needed to speak with Mr. Rodriguez.

Motioning with her hands for me to follow, she led the way to his office. Stopping in front of a brown door with the words CEO Ezra Rodriquez written on a gold plate, she knocked and told me to enter. Entering, my breath came out short just by looking at the fine specimen that was laid out in front of me.

With a head full of black hair, standing at a six-foot-two height with a square jaw and a tanned complexion, and a body that was built and had muscles bulging out of his suit, he could make a teenage girl melt into a pool of her hormones. Including myself.

“H-hello Mr. Rodriguez my dad told me that I will be working here for the summer,” I said to him. What the hell? Was that the best that I could come up with, I scolded myself. Obviously, he knew that was he affecting you that much that your mouth was working a bit faster than your brain

“Oh yes, Sarah I'm so happy you’re here, you will be working as my temporary assistant for the summer. This means that you will handle all personal events and details about me, you will be booking my flights, fetching whatever documents I want, and even my coffee. We will also be traveling together, if I have any meetings outside of the country or outside of the office, you will be there by my side taking notes. Wherever I go, you will be there also.” I like the sound of that, I said to myself while biting my lip. “Your section is located just outside my office. Do you have any questions?” He continued, pulling me out of one of the naughty fantasies of him I was about to enter.

“Yes, I have two actually. What happened to your first assistant?”

“Oh, she is on maternity leave; she will be coming back after the summer is up.”

“Oh,” I replied boringly.

“What’s the next question?”

“Your receptionist is not quite fond of me and I don’t know why, considering she just met me and doesn’t know anything about me.”

Chuckling, he replied, “please excuse her behavior, she was my temporary personal assistant, but since I have hired you, she has been replaced. She isn’t quite pleased about it.”

“Well, so why didn’t you let me be the receptionist instead?” I asked curiously.

“Uh- well miss Sarah, I do hope you enjoy your summer here and I hope you’re not afraid to take on any task I asked of you.” He replied while blessing me with one of the sweetest and brightest smiles I have ever seen and ignoring my question.

“I won’t let you down Mr. Rodriquez,” I replied. Shaking his head and smiling, he dismissed me. Walking out of the room, I closed his door behind me and open the door that was located on the right just outside his office. This must be where I will be staying, I said to myself while looking around the very large room which consists of a very large desk and a chair. The room was painted in white and was bland. There wasn’t much in the room to look at.

Walking to the chair, I sat down and sighed to myself. This summer was going to be a good one, for I was working close to a man that I couldn’t stop fantasizing about and lust after.

***

A week had passed since I had started working here, and every day I feel like I want to jump on my dad's boss. I think he knows I like him because he keeps dropping hints and saying stuff, taking things out of context, and every time I licked my lips I could see his eyes darken and is filled with lust. So today, I decided that I will test the beast by taking a step towards my goal. Dressed in one of the sexiest short skirts I could find, well one that was appropriate for work attire- that reached mid-thigh and a dark blue tile-front ruffled blouse, with a black jacket, I got ready for the do or die moment.

I had gotten dressed hurriedly this morning and left because I didn't want my dad to see what I was wearing. I made sure to have a change of clothes in my bag, so I could change before coming back home. My attire wasn’t that bad, but I knew my dad would never approve so I made sure to have a change of clothes.

Upon arriving at work, all eyes were on me, but I didn't even glance their way. Reaching his office, I knocked on his door and waited until I heard his voice telling me to come in before I entered. I know it's was a risk, favorite blouses taking on something that may not work, but I was willing to take on this challenge. For the past week, he had been affecting me non-stop and I desperately needed to make one of those dreams I have of him coming to reality.

Entering his office, I saw that his head was buried in his work so he didn't know that it was me who came in. “Good morning sir,” I said politely while coming to a stop directly in front of his desk.

“Sarah, what are you doing here dressed like that?” he asked while scanning my body lustfully. Smiling on the inside, I knew I had him right where I wanted him.

Smiling, I backed away a little and then innocently replied, “I am sorry sir, I didn’t think something was wrong with my skirt, I will go back home and change.” He didn’t say a word, he just stood there undressing me with his eyes.

Finally looking at my face, a smirk made way its way upon his lips before he replied, “I see that you have picked up on the hints that I keep dropping.” Nodding my head yes, he told me to jump on the desk and spread my legs wide, and I did just that without hesitation.

Looking at me with my legs spread open on his desk had caused his eyes to darken. I didn't have on any panties and my shaved mound could be seen.

“No panties, Aren't you a naughty girl?” he said in a husky voice. Grabbing my waist, he attacked my pussy with such viciousness. He was like a hungry beast, and haven't eaten in days. He was licking and sucking my clit very fast in a swift motion, which caused me to moan, a loud one at that. Removing one of his hands off my waist, he covered my mouth. By now, he had slowed down his licks and was now slowly flicking his tongue on my clit. I was enjoying the sensation that I was feeling when I felt his tongue entering my pussy, steadily fucking it at a slow pace. My body shook with excitement for I felt heavenly, I was having the man that I often fantasize about in-between my legs giving me the best oral sex ever.

I could feel my orgasm building, and it was coming hard and fast, and I think he realized this because he started licking at a faster pace. I couldn't hold it anymore. I started screaming in his hand and my pussy was emitting a clear white liquid. After I finished, he looked up at me with his mouth glistening with my juices.

“What was that?” I asked out of breath.

Looking at me strangely, he replied, “You don't know?” Shaking my head no, he spoke again “You were squirting Sarah. Are you a virgin?” Feeling slightly embarrassed by his question, I nodded my head, yes and that’s when I saw his eyes darkening again