Maneater

Hi, my name is Mark Adams. I work for S&J Associates. I’m a lower-level assistant… and two days ago, I was called into my boss’ office for—”

None of that is important. Look, I guess it doesn’t matter who I am, or what I do.

I don’t even know if I’ll be here when… if… anyone hears this.”

It doesn’t matter. What matters is her. She has to be stopped.

This is about Jennifer Reece. The youngest CEO in S&J history… the one you see all over the news. But there’s something you don’t know. ”

God, there’s so much you don’t know. So much I didn’t know. I wish I knew then what I know now… I could have done more. I could have saved him, I could have stopped her.

If there’s one thing I need to do before… I need to make sure people know. Jennifer Reese isn’t who you think she is.

“Did you see her in that meeting? Damn! ”

“Couldn’t pay attention to anything other than that skirt, did you see how tight that thing was? ”

“Definitely.”

“I’d like to find out for myself.”

“Jessie, you don’t stand a chance, man. I mean… look at her… and look at you. ”

“Come on. I can get that if I want. You know I like a challenge. ”

“Good luck. That chick will eat you alive, brother. ”

“Hey guys, who are we talking about?”

“No one, just talking”

“Nothing, man. I’ll tell you later. Hey, are we still on for the movies on Friday? That new thriller with Megan Fox looks sick. ”

“Yeah, sure.”

That’s how it went at the office. Even with Jessie, who I’d been friends with forever… I never really fit. Honestly, I kind of thought they were all douchebags, to be honest.

Obviously I’d heard them, who they were talking about. It’s not like they were being very subtle, either - leering after her like that.

And of course, like the rest of them, I thought she was… well, I’d never quite seen anything like her before. She was every guy’s fantasy.

The type of woman who felt… alluring, in every way imaginable. She walked past my desk every day, and every day, all I could look at was her legs. How soft they might feel. Then the curve of her ass… then her hair as she let it down…

You could get lost in any detail, every detail, of her existence. And the best part was, you’d never want to be found.

Not that my feelings about her mattered at that point. I was a grunt, barely noticeable in the flow of the job. I knew it, and sometimes I preferred it. I fixed broken key cards and got people coffee, organized overflowing stacks of files in the mail room.

Maybe that’s why… when she suddenly turned her sights on me… maybe that’s why I couldn’t resist.

I can’t ever go back there, now.

And Jessie… I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for what happened to him. I wish I could say I didn’t know… god, I wish I didn’t know. That I could think he just left… got out of this shit city and never looked back…

But I can’t believe any of that now. Once he set his mind to something, he was like a dog with a bone. And Jennifer… she—

God, I wish I could have stopped it…

“…and I cannot believe it went down like that. What a night. ”

“Hey, have any of you seen Jessie today? He’s never this late… ”

“Probably had a late night last night… ”

“There’s no way he actually went over and spoke to her… I still can’t believe it.”

“To who?”

“Jennifer. Went out for drinks at The Penny last night… three rounds in, Jennifer shows up. Obviously Jessie… well, you know him. Shot his shot and… It’s 11am… he’s not here… she’s not here… ”

“What a legend!! I can’t believe it.”

“Not being invited out for drinks was nothing new… but Jessie not drunk-calling me to tell me every detail… not stopping by my desk in the morning to gloat about his latest conquest… that was different. ”

I made my second cup of coffee for the day and went back to my desk. It slipped my mind until I caught the scent of her perfume as she passed…

She didn’t even glance at me, why would she… but I felt myself stiffen all over in response to even being close to her.

It was embarrassing, the immediate reaction she had on me without even acknowledging my existence. I shifted a little in my seat, hoping to hide the bulge in my pants.

I noticed something, around her wrist. It caught the light a little as she unlocked her office door. I could have sworn…

Jessie’s father had given him the watch at our high school graduation. Had it engraved with his initials. He joked about it a lot, how lame it was… but he’s worn it every day since.

I thought… I was so sure I’d seen that watch, his watch, on her wrist… a few sizes too big, it hung just below her sleeves…

Without thinking, I got up, and walked over to the door of her office… it was shut now, but the blinds were slated open…

Her back was to me when I raised my hand to knock on the door, and the moment she turned, I hesitated at the sight of her.

Her blouse undone, her breasts barely contained by her bra as she leaned forward to look for something in her bag.

Her long dark hair trailed in front of her face as she pulled out a dress and tossed it onto the desk.

What was she doing?

Is she… surely she wasn’t about to get undressed? Why here? Why show up in clothes that she would just—

I glanced around… most people who stuck around for lunch were in the break room.

I watched as her delicate hands began to slowly unbutton the rest of her blouse. I shouldn’t be watching this, I should leave, I—

My hand was still half raised, poised to knock… and as I watched her red nails trail slowly down her chest as she stripped off the shirt, I— I couldn’t exactly remember why I was going to knock.

My heart was pounding in my chest but everything felt like it was somehow in slow motion. Is this real?

As she reached back to unzip her skirt, the bulge in my pants grew larger… her skin looked so smooth… so soft. Her hair, falling across her skin as she moved…

She let the skirt fall to the ground and my cock twitched at the sight of her, standing there in her bra and underwear in her office… what felt like it was a show just for me.

She picked up the dress and delicately slid one leg, then the other into it… pulled it over her hips… her stomach… it tightened across her chest as she reached back to zip it up.

The blood drained from everywhere, pulsing to my cock as I watched her. It felt like it lasted an eternity but it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes.

The glint of the watch as she slid it into her desk drawer with a smirk on her full lips is what brought me back to my senses.

My body swayed a little, and I braced myself against the door… and that’s when she looked up and noticed me standing there.

“Oh... oh my god... fuck, fuck.”

I quickly made my way back to my desk, rubbing my temples, trying to focus on whatever the fuck just happened.

I watched my boss get undressed in her office… and she caught me. Was I about to lose my job?

I could feel the familiar spikes of anxiety in my chest for the rest of the afternoon. I kept my head down, working diligently, talking to no one.

Every noise set me on edge for some reason. I kept expecting her to come out of her office, reprimand me, fire me, yell at me.

It was more than that, though. Something… something felt different. I just couldn’t place my finger on it.

Under the nerves, something else was there. I kept replaying it over and over in my head. No matter how much I tried to focus on the work in front of me, I just kept picturing her. It wasn’t just the curves of her breasts or the lines of her hips, it was her lips, her hair, her eyes… when she looked up at me.

She definitely saw me… and she smiled. What does that mean? Could she— I mean, did she like that I was watching? No.

“Yo, Mark. That’s his name, right? ”

“Yeah.”

“Mark! Hellooo… it’s past five. Time to clear out ”

“We’re meeting Jessie at The Penny if you want to come…”

I’m embarrassed to admit it was hours before I thought about Jessie again… the reason I’d gone to her office door in the first place. The glimpse of the watch I thought I saw.

“You’ve heard from him today?”

“Nah, but he said he’d meet us there last night. And he wouldn’t miss a chance to rub this in our faces… You comin’? ”

I nodded, almost in automation, and began to collect my things. Did I really want to go out with these guys? No. But maybe Jessie would show up.

I was almost out the door with them when I heard her.

“Mr. Adams… can I see you in my office? ”

“Ohhh, someone’s in trouble”

“Oh man, I’d kill for some alone time with that, though…”

“Shut up, man. See you later, man. ”

Her voice sent a chill up my spine.

I nodded to the guys as they filed out and turned to her. She was standing on the other side of the office by her door, and as I walked to her, I didn’t feel nervous, I felt… thrilled.

I instinctively dropped my bag back on my desk chair as I passed it.

“Hi, Ms. Reese, I—”

“Close the door. And please… call me Jennifer. ”

I closed the door behind me, and when I turned to her, she was surprisingly close to me.

“Jennifer, I—”

“Yes?”

I thought I should say something, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the image of her body came flooding back to me. I swallowed hard, trying to find my words.

“I wanted to apologize, about before… I wasn’t— I mean, I didn’t see anything— ”

“Oh, you didn’t? Because it would be okay… if you did… ”

“It would?”

“Of course… It’s okay. You can admit it. ”

“Well, I—”

“Your heart is racing so fast… It’s okay… Tell me what you saw… ”

“You… undressing…”

“Did you like what you saw?”

“Yes…”

She stepped closer to me and I backed myself up against the door. Her eyes… I couldn’t look away from them.

“Do you want to see more, Mark?”

“Feel… more…”

God, hearing my name from her lips… standing so close to her. I could feel something happening to me… something—

“I like me a man with a strong mind. It’s okay. Speak. Tell me. ”

“Yes… I liked it. I— want more. ”

She reached her fingers up and gently straightened my tie… but then her touch lingered… her fingers softly trailing down my chest.

Everything in my brain short-circuited at once. My cock was aching, my hands shaking as I tried to speak. There was something about her…

“Tell me what you’re thinking… right now. What’s on your mind… ”

“You…”

“What about me…”

“The way you taste…”

“Oh? That’s what you’re thinking about, hmm?”

“Yes…”

Some logical part of my brain, locked away somewhere, knew something was wrong. But I couldn’t access it… couldn’t fight it. I didn’t want to.

She pulled me closer by my tie, her lips hovering by my ear.

“Go on… you can touch me.. It’s okay… ”

My hands gripped her waist and I pulled her into me. She tilted her head back as my lips found her neck. Her skin was cool to the touch, and she smelled so good…

I couldn’t get enough of her, my hands gripped every part of her that I could, her ass, moving up to her breasts, squeezing them through the fabric of her dress…

Her hands moved up and down my body slowly, stroking me, encouraging me to continue exploring every inch of her I could with my lips…

I pulled her breasts out of her dress, ripping the fabric a little as I hungrily began to kiss and suck on her tits… taking her nipples into my mouth, rolling my tongue around each one… eager for more, to feel her more…

“Good… that’s it…”

I could feel myself going out of my mind with the scent of her, the taste of her skin… I needed more.

“It’s okay… you can have more. You can taste me… go on. ”

I lowered myself to my knees. She parted her legs… her delicate fingers reaching down to pull her panties to the side…

Once I tasted her, I was ravenous.

I inhaled her scent as my tongue explored every inch it could.

“Good… yes. Yes…”

My hands gripped her thighs, spreading them further apart as I licked and sucked her.

“Yes, yes… that feels so good.”

Her hand settled in my hair, pulling and directing me where to go. My knuckles were white, gripping onto her soft flesh, nails digging into her skin…

Her taste, her moans, like nothing I’d ever heard before. More, I needed more. I needed more…

I pushed two fingers deep inside her and her body curled in pleasure, her hand gripping even harder in my hair.

“Tell me how good it is…”

“So good… more…”

“Take more… it’s okay… take as much as you need.””

I fucked her harder, sucking her harder, relishing every ounce of wetness I could pull from her… my fingers curled up inside her, and her thighs clenched around my face, but I didn’t stop, I couldn’t stop…

“Yes… more. Give me more.”

I didn’t know what I was doing, nothing else mattered but her. Anything for her.

“I’ll give you anything… anything…”

I could feel precum dripping from the tip of my cock, straining against my boxers. I couldn’t, wouldn’t take my hands or lips off her…

“That’s it. More…”

“You’re mine, now…”

The sound of her voice, the noises she was making echoed across my brain like a constant reverb, edging me on, encouraging me not to stop. I needed to please her, to satisfy her.

“Almost there…”

I slid a third finger inside her, fucking her hard against the desk. She leaned back to steady herself, things shifting and falling to the floor.

I gazed up at her while I devoured her, my fingers and tongue aching at how quickly this had all happened. Her fingers traced her lips, smearing her lipstick as she trailed them down her neck, down her chest, squeezing her breasts through the fabric of her dress.

“More, more…”

My tongue closed around her clit, sucking eagerly as I curled a fourth finger inside her. Her nails dug into my back as she pulled me closer, urging me on.

“Almost there, almost there. Yes, yes… yes… ”

“Look me in the eyes… while I cum. Right now… ”

My fingers curled deeper inside her, thrusting and moving against her movements as she continued to grind on my hand. I met her eyes, and was locked into them… a flash of white turned in her eyes, the irises lighting up as I felt her release.

I couldn’t look away from her, from those eyes that seemed to glow… until I felt her hand on my chin.

I shook my head briefly, as if trying to clear it. I couldn’t… I didn’t remember why I had come in here. I was trying to get back to… something. But there was nothing.

“Unexpected. But good.”

She slid off the desk, and offered me a hand to get up. I took it.

She kissed me, her tongue sliding into my mouth hungrily, tasting a mixture of us. She leaned into me, her breasts pushing against my chest. I felt the wet spot in my pants get a little bigger even still.

“I’d like to do this again. You’re… different. Tomorrow night… your place. But for now, you can go. ”

She released me. From her grip, and from whatever haze I’d been in. My senses slowly caught up, and by the time I felt completely aware of myself again, I was sitting in my car in the parking lot.

I stared out the window, my hands gripping the steering wheel, my breath coming in short bursts. I felt electric and on fire, but somehow calm and unperturbed.

It wasn’t until later that night that I remembered Jessie. And the watch, and the questions I’d had about her that I never asked.

Laying in bed that night, I tried to remember how urgent it had felt… how nervous I’d been, how worried.

But all I could focus on was the taste of her still on my lips… and the only question that mattered was: when could I have her again?