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again. There was actually a third option. I could do what I really wanted…let him fuck me as hard and as often as possible. After all, the damage was done. The indiscretion in the elevator alone was enough for me to lose my job and taint my career. Sexual harassment…that is what they would label it. But he was the one harassing me ! That may have very well been the case; however, I knew that I would be the one to take the fall given the dynamics of the working relationship…supervisor to subordinate. But if I were going to get the boot over sexual harassment, I may as well make it worth it and have as much mind-blowing sex with him as my cunt would allow, which may not be very much considering how sore I was from just one romp. But he’d be worth the delicious pain. I could definitely suffer through it. Of course, that was Virginia talking. Virginia was a lot like April. Always up and ready for some hot scandalous sex…consequences be damned.
    Totally ignoring Virginia, I decided to finish packing. After the party, I would change clothes, grab my luggage and head to the airport. I only packed a carry-on because most of my time there would be in a bikini so extra clothes weren’t a necessity. I would buy whatever else needed once I landed.
    After placing my luggage near the door, I sat at my bureau to fix my hair. I added a few braids on the sides and at the nape, gathered them along with the loose hair, pulling it all to meet in the back in a knotty woven mass. I’d left out my bangs and pulled them back over the top to create a little extra volume. After assessing that I did a pretty good job, I applied my makeup and entered my closet to select my attire. I’d decided on a Vera Wang cocktail dress. It was a silver, satin strapless dress with tiered layers that stopped a few inches above the knee. There was a triangle cutout at the back which revealed the upper and lower mid of my back. It did place the girls on display; maybe more revealing than what I would normally wear to a company function but I loved this dress on me- it accentuated everything I loved about my body. It was daring, slightly understated and sexy. Foregoing a necklace, I donned my favorite diamond earrings and matching bracelet. I grabbed my silver clutch and slipped on a pair of Silver Christian Louboutin Peep Toe Pumps and exited my bedroom.
    April called earlier, beyond excited to begin our four-day weekend. I filled her in on a few of the  details regarding my situation with Mr. Fuck Me in hopes she would perhaps this once, understand my plight - but true to form she didn't see the problem. She thought it all sounded amazingly hot. The fact that it involved a level of risk was all the more attractive to her. I never said that it wasn't hot, because the mere thought of this afternoon with him made me desperate to pick up where we left off but it was also dangerous and it violated my Fuck Rule.
    I’d done just enough to both get fired and involve RPH in a sexual harassment scandal. Aiden must be aware of the legal ramifications given his legal background. I couldn't simply ignore what happened; I would talk to him and ask that he ignore my lapse in judgment and continue our professional relationship. Simple enough. Although it sounded simple, I suspected Aiden would push the envelope with this. I just couldn't predict how far he would push it. I honestly couldn't imagine his acquiescing when he had been more than clear of his intentions on numerous occasions.
    The missed call earlier was from him; more than likely an effort to initiate another seduction and ultimate conquest. Maybe, just maybe, I was jumping to the wrong conclusion, but after replaying the last few moments of our time together this afternoon, I doubted it. The way he looked at me when the elevator doors had closed, he wasn’t through with me. Not nearly. If only I hadn’t had the unfortunate need to go back to the office for Adam. And in doing so, giving myself to Aiden,