Uncontrollable Tempration

I open the door harshly and saw it was room service with the food. I moved aside for him to roll it in, paid him the money, and then he left.

Sophia came out some moments later dressed in a huge white bathrobe.

“You know it’s 2:30 in the morning, a bit too late for us to be having dinner.” She said.

“Your right, but in New York it’s 7:30 which is an appropriate time to have breakfast, and we are New Yorkers. Plus, we’re still jet lagged.”

“True. It’s also been a long time since we had something to eat.” She laughed an angelic laugh.

The sound of her voice made my heart flutter. I quickly ignored it and took a seat at the table. She followed suit and sat beside me.

Her hair was slightly wet and she smelled like fresh apples. All I could think about was what was underneath that massive robe.

“So what did you order?” She smiled at me.

“Uhh…” My mind went momentarily blank. Her smile made me forget what I ordered.

She went ahead to remove the cloche, revealing the food.

“Ooo, english breakfast. Thank you.” She smiled and began to eat.

In my lifetime, no woman’s beauty has ever had me lost for words. What I currently felt was beyond just a sexual attraction.

Have I fallen for Sophia?

That could only be the explanation for these newly acquired feelings of mine. I dream about her, fantasize about her, and think about her all the time. Seeing her happy makes me happy. Like now.

“Aren’t you going to have some Mr Wilson?”

“Oh… Of course. Yes, I will.” I said, bringing my mind back to reality.

When she was done eating, she stood up.

“Thanks again for the food, I’ll see you tomorrow- I mean, later today.” She was about to retire into her room but I stopped her. I didn’t want her to leave yet.

“Wait!” I called out to her and she stopped in her tracks, turning around to face me.

I stood up and slowly walked up to her. I was battling with myself… whether or not I should do what I really wanted to. I stood in front of her and held her face in my hands for a few moments.

She looked up at me with wide alert eyes. She knew what I wanted to do… but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I would be crossing so many lines if I did… so I let her go.

“Goodnight Miss Parker.”

She was stunned by my actions but I could swear I saw a hint of disappointment in her eyes before she retired into her room.

The moment she left, I instantly regretted my actions and wished that I had actually kissed her.

I feel so angry with myself as I went to take a shower. Throughout, the only thing on my mind was the fact that Sophia was naked in this same spot just moments ago.

I don’t think there is anything I think about other than Sophia. She’s always on my mind 24/7 and it’s not healthy. I came out of the shower and tried to sleep. I didn’t bother putting anything on because I prefer sleeping nude.

I wondered if Sophia sometimes slept nude too. Se would look perfect lying naked on my bed in my apartment in-

Wait what?!

“Fuck!” I run my hands through my hair in frustration with myself over these wild thoughts that I kept having.

I need to get this woman out of my system!

I wasn’t even looking forward to closing my eyes because I knew I’d have dreams about her.

Unfortunately, tonight was bound to be one of my many sleepless nights.

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Sophia Parker

All I could think about was that weird moment when Mr Wilson held my face and told me to have a goodnight.

What was the point of that?

Never had he ever done such a thing like that before. I got excited because I thought he was going to kiss me on the lips but I was a little disappointed when he didn’t.

In my history of traveling with Mr Wilson, he has never been this nice to me. I like the way he’s treating me, perhaps he has finally noticed me as a woman. He called me beautiful, sexy and said I looked lovely. That was the first time he ever used those type of words to me and I loved it! I gradually closed my eyes and I can see Mr Wilsons handsome face smiling at me as I drift into slumber.

***

I woke up really late today. It was 9:30am but the conference is by 11am. I quickly got up and started preparing. Before I entered the bathroom I made sure I knocked so I don’t run in on Mr Wilson. Luckily he wasn’t there and I quickly took a shower.

I wore a black trouser suit and a light blue shirt with black heels. I put my hair up in a tight and very neat bun which made my face look sharp. I applied nude makeup on my face, going for a very natural and simple look.

And with that, I was all set and ready.

I came out expecting to see Mr Wilson in the living room but he wasn’t. I wanted to wait for him but I decided it would be better if I check up on him, just in case he’s still sleeping. I knocked on his door a number of times but he did not answer. Could he still be sleeping or he’s not even around? There’s only one way to find out.

I turned the door knob and surprisingly, it opened! I carefully walked in but discovered that he wasn’t in.

Where could he be?

I decided to call his phone and when I did, it surprisingly began to ring from somewhere inside his room.

So he left his cell phone? That’s odd.

I was startled when I saw someone emerge from a walk-in closet, only to find Mr Wilson himself.

“Miss Parker…” He also looked surprised to see me. “I was just about to answer your call.”

My knees went weak the moment I saw him. He was shirtless, only wearing his suit trousers. I had never seen such perfectly sculpted male anatomy before.

His pectorals were large and firm and his arms looked so strong. Let’s not get into those abs and that V-line.

My knees felt like they were going to give out at any moment. So much so that I had to sit on his bed.

“I- I- I’m sorry Mr W- Wilson. I didn’t- I wasn’t-” I paused to breathe. “I thought y- you weren’t in.” I said nervously.

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He reached out for his shirt that was placed right beside me on his bed, purposefully leaning in very close to me.

I almost fainted.

My head literally went dizzy from how close the proximity of his body was to me. He had such an amazing build and I couldn’t stop looking!

“I think is best if I put on my shirt. I don’t feel comfortable with you ‘eye-raping’ me.” He used the term I made up yesterday. I swear he was having fun watching me squirm like this over him.

My cheeks went red instantly. I suddenly felt bad for staring wantonly at him.

He was my boss! At the end of the day, this simply wasn’t right!

This was beyond just a silly dream or fantasy, this was reality.

Last night, I could swear on my life that he was going to kiss me. We were both treading on dangerous territories with each other. It may have seemed fun at first but I don’t think I had the courage to actually go through with it.

“I’m so sorry sir, I’ll wait outside.” I said.

I started to dash out of the room but he caught me by my arm.

“Stay.” He said with very little emotion.

“I can’t. I’m sorry.” I escaped his grasp and ran out.