Same script, different cast

He's a persistent ass!!

"The things I want to do to you Miss Taylor"

I moan lightly at his words and the feeling of his hands on my body, I should be halting this in its tracks but I can't it feels too good and it's been awhile since anyone touched or spoke to me like this.

"I'm going to fuck you till you can't walk straight, I'm going to dominate this gorgeous little body of yours and you're going to love every moment of it!"

The hushed dominant tone of his voice makes me tremble, I believe he would be capable of doing things to my body that I never even knew could happen, he was beginning to frighten me a little.

"Cat got your tongue Miss Taylor! I love your sassy, feisty mouth and I'm going to fuck that too, admit it you want me to fuck you, don't you!"

I shake my head in answer I'll never admit that to him my body may make it more than obvious that he affects me but I'll never confirm it.

Marshall pushes my hair around to one side of my chest, his hands leave my breasts feeling hot and heavy as they grope downwards finding the hem of my skirt and slowly begin lifting it up my legs, I've lost my fucking mind and I can't believe I'm letting him.
I'm actually outraged by my behaviour right now and my mind tells me to get out now.

His knees are bent and his hips roll against my backside, pushing his erection into me.
His hot fingers caress the skin on my thighs as he pushes my skirt up further until I feel cool air brushing over the tops of my thighs, looking in the glass I can see my panties exposed, my penchant for sexy underwear revealed.
His hands move around the front of my legs raising them higher until they cover the mound of my pussy and I jump a little seeing and feeling his hands there on me, where I both want and don't want them, he chuckles against the back of my neck

"Easy tiger! has it been awhile? don't worry I'm about to make you feel all kinds of good!"

he whispers calmly as his fingers hook into the top of my panties I suddenly regain focus if I don't stop this now, he's going to fuck me against this wall for everyone below to see.

"NO!"

I say it loudly and firmly, his hands leave my body immediately and he takes a step back away from me, he looks shocked and I take the moment to escape him and the tense atmosphere of the room.

Pulling my skirt down my lower body and scooping up my bag and the paperwork I'd laid out in preparation of doing actual work and I can see I was gotten here now on the false pretence of work when he just wanted a quick easy fuck.

"You ever fucking touch me again and I'll rip your fucking balls off and stuff them down your throat, you arrogant dick! I'll deal with Rosenburg from now on!" I spit out at him.

I turn on my heels and march more confidently than I feel out of his office and eventually out onto the street where I grasp the nearest post I see and lean on it, trying to make some sense out of whatever the hell was going on and trying to calm my over excited body back down.

Three days later I received the biggest bouquet of flowers I'd ever seen delivered straight to my office with a hand written card simply stating

"You will fuck me" signed with a capital M, great now he was going to torment here as well.

"Vi he won't stop!"

I whine calling my best friend, She allows me to rant about him for a couple of minutes until I realise she's not even listening because she's too busy laughing at me

"He's got it bad Annie, he likes you a lot!"

I know that's not true

"No Violet, he wants a fuck and because I keep refusing him it's a fucking game to him now"

I'm exhausted with the constant messages, fake meetings and other bullshit, I'm done with it.

"I know he's going about it the wrong way Annie but I'm telling you this is more than him wanting a fuck!"

he's spoken to her about me, that's why she's defending his actions

"He's scaring me Vi, he's really intense and I'm not used to any of that, the way he is, the way he speaks to me is such a fucking scary turn on!"

my voice is low and I sound timid to my own ears, Vi sighs on the other end of the phone

"Look I'll talk to him Annie, tell him to back off some....ok? But I promise you, you've nothing to be frightened of, Marshall wouldn't hurt a fly"

she hangs up on me, I've put her in an awkward position but I can't keep having this because sooner or later I'd let him do whatever he wanted to me. He's not scaring me in the way that I think he'd hurt me but I think it's because I can hear the truth in his words, I do want all of those things he said to me and I'm wrestling with being a good girl deep down inside.

Vi must have spoken to Marshall because I'd been left alone for two weeks now, no calls, no flowers and no surprise meetings, I'd had one genuine meeting with Paul in that time. Everything was back on track, I had another pre arranged meeting with Paul this afternoon to discuss money for Marshall's next album.

Upon entering the conference room at Paul's office I'm confronted by Marshall sat at the desk watching me carefully.