Anthony was up and ready before Kylie’s alarm went off. She slowly shuffled to the bathroom and started getting herself ready. She grabbed her clothes, getting ready with her back to Anthony.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Fine,” Kylie said.
“No hangover?” Anthony asked, looking up from his phone. Kylie turned around in her skirt as she buttoned her skirt.
“No,” she said. “One, I had already started sobering up. Two, I didn’t have that much to drink. And three, my hangovers hit in the afternoon.”
“Are you pissed off about last night?” Anthony asked bluntly. The question caught Kylie off guard, though it shouldn’t have. She had been working for him for the last three months, she knew he was blunt.
“A bit,” Kylie said. Anthony stood up and walked over to her.
“Kylie, I want you to understand, you really are the only assistant I would absolutely break my own rules for,” Anthony said, “but I couldn’t take the chance of having sex with you while you were drunk at a work function and have it come bite me in the ass later. I’m covering my own ass, no offense.”
“No, you’re right,” Kylie said. “All of it was completely unprofessional. I shouldn’t have been drunk and I shouldn’t have come on to you. I’m sorry. Won’t happen again.”
Kylie was avoiding his eyes. Anthony sighed and grabbed his binder. He opened the door for Kylie as they left. He’d leave it for the day if that would help her feel better; it was their last night there.
As usual, Kylie sat next to her boss to take notes or be near if he needed to let her know something to remind him later of. During their first meeting both of them paid attention. Kylie took notes as she needed. By their second meeting, one of the other ladies was making “fuck me” eyes at Anthony, positioning her breasts so he had a good view of them, and licking her lips. At the end of the meeting, the woman made her way over to Anthony while Kylie talked with one of the other gentlemen.
Kylie quickly finished her conversation and went to Anthony to interrupt him, “I’m sorry to interrupt but we need to get to our lunch meeting.”
Anthony was momentarily confused as he thought and then looked at Kylie who gave him raised eyebrows.
“Oh! Right. Totally forgot, thank you,” he said. He turned to the other woman. “Sorry, but I do have to go.”
They scurried out of the meeting room and down the hall before stopping.
“Thank you,” Anthony said. “Though, I was fine.”
“Well, she wants to get in your pants,” Kylie said. Anthony chuckled.
“Is someone jealous?” he said. Kylie’s face flushed and Anthony realized she was indeed jealous. “Our next meeting isn’t until one. We could go have lunch somewhere else.”
“Sure,” Kylie said.
“Or we could get take-out and go back to the room,” Anthony suggested.
“Mmm. That sounds better,” Kylie said.
“Chinese, Italian, burgers…” Anthony started.
“Ooo, pasta sounds good,” Kylie said.
Anthony tapped on a restaurant and brought up the menu. Kylie told him what she wanted and he placed their order and they went back to their room. Kylie laid on the bed on her side and Anthony took his suit jacket off and laid on his side facing her. Anthony caressed her thigh with his finger tips, pushing her skirt up.
“Anthony,” Kylie said.
“Hm,” he replied.
“Don’t start something you’re not going to finish,” she scolded. Anthony raised his eyebrows.
“You don’t think I’ll finish huh?” he asked.
“You might, but will I,” Kylie sassed with a smile. Anthony smirked. He ran his hand up her leg and grabbed her ass.
“We could find out,” he said huskily.
“Oh really?” Kylie asked. “You sure you don’t want to hit up miss fake boobs?”
“No,” Anthony said as he pushed her to lay on her back and held himself over her. “I prefer real, and yours very much are.”
He held his lips inches from hers and looked deep into her eyes before gently taking her lips with his. Kylie sighed, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt like electricity was coursing through her body; tingles cascaded through every part of her.
“I know this is wrong, but fuck does it feel right,” Kylie breathed. Anthony smirked before going in for another breathtaking kiss. The room phone rang, making them both jump.
“That would be lunch,” Anthony said, and he rolled off her and answered the phone.
He went down to grab their food and while he was gone, Kylie freshened herself up and took off her panties. Anthony was on the phone as he came back into the room.
“No, I understand,” Anthony said. “We can be there in five minutes.”
Kylie’s heart sank as Anthony hung up the phone and sighed.
“Carlson had something come up and wants to meet now in the large meeting room since everyone is at lunch,” Anthony said as he looked at Kylie. Kylie stood and put her shoes on and grabbed her binder.
They made their way across the hotel to the large meeting room. Before they entered the room, Kylie pulled Anthony aside and whispered into his ear, “You better make this quick because I’m not wearing any underwear.”
This sent the blood rushing to his cock which he had managed to calm down a bit but that no longer mattered. Anthony swallowed and put on his poker face. He winked and the edges of his mouth curled just a little for Kylie before they entered the room where the investor was waiting.
“Anthony,” said Mr. Carlson. “Thank you so much for coming on short notice.”
“Not a problem,” Anthony said. “Let’s get to business then.”
Kylie caressed his calf with her foot as he discussed business. When she was able she ran her hand up his thigh. Finally, after an hour, they settled their business and reached an agreement. Kylie and Anthony left as quickly as they could. They remained poised in the elevator, but Anthony did grab Kylie’s ass to check if she had in fact taken her underwear off.
*She could be wearing a thong* he thought.
As soon as the door to their room closed, Anthony had her pressed against it with his body, passionately kissing her lips. Kylie dropped all her things on the floor and kicked off her shoes. Anthony ran his hands up her legs.
“Fuck,” he said. “You weren’t lying.”
“Why would I?” Kylie asked, pushing his suit jacket off.
Anthony left his shoes in a trail as Kylie pulled him by the tie over to the bed.
“Just to keep me hard all meeting long,” Anthony said. Kylie smirked. “But, now that it’s over, that was our last meeting. So I get to fuck you aaaallll afternoon.”
Kylie moaned. She undid his tie as he unzipped her skirt and let it fall. Anthony grabbed her ass as Kylie unbuttoned his shirt. She bit her lip when she saw his smooth chest. She kissed across his chest. Kylie had a couple buttons undone but Anthony stripped her shirt off and tossed it aside. He undid her bra and kissed her neck which made her sigh.
“May I be selfish right now?” Anthony asked. “Because as hard as I am, I want to taste every inch of you right now.”
Kylie moaned and got herself on the bed.
“You can do whatever you want to me,” she said. Anthony smiled. “You just have to have the same amount of clothing on as me.”
Anthony finished undressing and crawled between her legs, holding himself above her, gazing into her eyes. His cock barely touched her mound, but Kylie felt her chest tighten. She wanted him desperately. She grabbed his cock and slowly stroked him. Anthony pressed his head against hers. Kylie used her thumb to spread the pre-cum around the tip. Anthony moaned before smashing his lips against hers.
He took her hands in his, intertwining their fingers and keeping her hands pinned to the bed as he pressed his body against hers. He trailed kisses down her jaw to her neck and breasts. Gently running his tongue around her perked nipples, he heard her gasp.
“Please, Anthony,” she begged.
“Oh, begging already?” he said with a chuckle.
“Please suck my tits,” she continued. “I haven’t been touched like this in over nine months.”
Anthony sucked one nipple into his mouth, gently rolling his tongue over it. He released her hands so he could use them to massage and touch the rest of her. He moved to her other breast and did the same. Anthony’s hand trailed down her body and thigh and then back up. He gently massaged her outer lips.
“God you’re so wet,” he sighed and he plunged a finger inside, causing Kylie to arch her back. He added another finger and made the come hither motion. He kissed her lips and she moaned into his lips.
Anthony kissed down her body until he reached her mound. He removed his fingers and ran his tongue along her swollen, pink lips. He wrapped his arms around her legs and his hands had a firm grip on her thighs. Dipping his tongue in, he began tormenting her between long strokes and quick lashes of his tongue.
“Fuck,” Kylie groaned.
She ran her fingers through his hair and tugged just a little. He knew she wanted more when she started grinding her hips against his face. He turned all his attention to her swollen clit. He hummed his approval when he heard her breathing become ragged.
Kylie squirmed against him but he held her firm to the bed as he assaulted her clit. She grabbed at the bed sheets and pushed her head into the pillow before she finally let out a screech of ecstasy. Anthony slowed down but wanted to taste the new juices flowing out. He could feel her pulsing as he ran his tongue along her inner lips.
Anthony felt her relax completely and kissed her inner thighs before crawling up and laying next to her.
“You are very skilled with your mouth,” Kylie said dreamily. “I’m so jealous of your wife.”
“Why? She doesn’t take advantage of it,” Anthony said.
“Then I guess I will,” Kylie said.
She caressed his face and then trailed her fingers down to his throbbing cock. She began gently stroking it.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ijnr7u/the_assistant_4_affair
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