Chapter 12 project Grace

Moving to the washrooms, he rearranged his boner such that it was tucked well to appear normal. Not swollen. He had reacted to the girl with excitement that marched a teenager's first sex experiment. Getting a boner at just her look. But she had qualified for a portrait. Her willowy hair cushioning her perfectly, surrounding her face in soft curves. Her eyes wide and beautiful, clear, though he did see some shadows hidden beneath them. Her curves were soft. And graceful, her legs going on and on to infinity. She was beautiful.

Getting home, he went for a cold shower which proved at least helpful in calming his reaction to her, though he remained semi-erect, not really going down all the way. That night it was not work that kept him awake, it was replaying the moment they had danced in his mind. Holding her close to him had given him a feel of how luscious she was. Her breasts pressed against him, soft and indescribable. He could picture the nipples a dusting of bright pink just like her lips, jutting out with arousal. Her breasts could probably fill his hand perfectly. Groaning, he threw his blanket away and moved to his gym.

While there he worked out like there were demons after him. He started off with stretches then onto the running mill. Afterward, he had lifted some weights until his body felt mellow. He then went and had a warm refreshing bath, after which he was too tired to even think about anything, drifting off into a deep tired sleep.

On Tuesday, Alex woke up to his alarm, took a quick shower. He then picked his power suits, making sure to look as official as possible. His suit was black, his shirt blue, his tie a shade of blue with black stripes. He looked good to eat. Dropping towards his office, he appreciated the morning hum of the hotel. The cooks making dough, the waitresses probably arranging the restaurant area.

Getting to his office, he expected to see his secretary until he realized he had just fired her the previous day. He had to now order his own coffee and arrange his schedule yuck. Communicating with the head of departments, he requested a meeting with all his department heads. Each department head then went on to submit the name of everyone that worked under them.

After that meeting, Alex realized that he needed another cup of coffee and it was frustrating. He had to call the kitchen and order a cup. He really had to fill in the place of personal assistant quickly if he was to work efficiently. A knock on the door alerted him of someone bringing in coffee, and uttering a gruff come in, he went on with his work. This was until he heard a gasp and turned to see what had happened. There before him stood grace, in the hotel's uniform. Did she work here and how come he had not known before.

“S…. sir here is your coffee?” Grace stammered at the face of her every dark desire, Alex. He worked here, how had she not thought of that and he was her boss. Damn. Wiping her hands on her skirt, she placed the cup on his table. If she had thought he had looked hot, him seated in his seat, focused on his work was unbeatable. Before she could turn and walk away, he was up, steering her back to the seat. “please have a seat grace.”

She started panicking about what would he tell her, she was attracted to her boss wow. He took a seat on the opposite side of the table and placed his hands on the table. Looking at her, he cleared his throat and took on his official mode. Good afternoon grace, for how long have you worked around here? “Uhm I have now been here for around a month, why do you ask sir?”

“I had not been aware that you worked here, does that mean that the first time we met here was your first day of work.” This was fate, Alex thought as he looked at her, looking welcoming in the hotel uniform. Her hair today was held up in a ponytail, her face graced with the barest of makeup, a pink lip-gloss highlighting her pale lips. She looked nervous, her hands fisted, her eyes darting everywhere. Smiling up in his mind, he was a man with a mission, and his mission would be accomplished.