Chapter Eleven

I woke up frightened by the sound of a car engine slowly approaching and a bright light illuminated the room where I was and when I realized where I was, I strode out of the house, ready to fight with him, and when I got there, he already made a face, waiting for me to start talking.

— You are stupid, Uckermann! — I pushed him against the car, making his back hit the body.

Never, but never do this to me again, what you have inside are not children, they are puppies of demons. I had to clean the kitchen that they made a war camp, hear your daughter call me stupid and nobody has ever called me that before. I had to run after your naked son around the house and stay up late with another son awake because it is impossible to convince a two-years old that he needs to sleep, so the next time he thinks about bringing me to this place, it is you better fire me, because I never want to come back here! — I shouted all those words pointing my finger right at his chest.

— Wow! — He crossed his arms. — I didn't really hear any news about my kids. — I wiped the eye that was about to drop a tear. — I'm sorry.

— You said you'd arrive before midnight.

— And I didn't lie, it's still ten fifty at night, Dulce.

— But ... — He showed me the time and I snorted. I was so tired that I thought it was already dawn.

— Wait, are you wearing a shirt of mine? — He looked at me well and I rolled my eyes.

— After being hit by a bread with flying peanut jam, yes. I was rotten with dirt, but damn it, take that fucking shirt!

I started to unbutton it and he opened his eyes wide. I was so angry that I didn't even care if I was undressing in front of him. I finished taking off his shirt and threw it at him, just wearing a bra.

— You...

— Damn it, I'll get my things and get out of here!

I started to leave, but he took me by the arm, making me look at him. — I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life for this. — His eyes looked at me through the little clarity. He looked so tired too, but that didn't justify it.

— And I will remember you for the rest of my life, I can be sure! — He smiled and I wanted to stick my hand in his face. That was not a reason for grace. — I felt like a survivor of a war field and you are laughing? That's right?

— Dulce, I live this every day, I know what happened, trust me. They are little pests, but they are still my children.

— Exactly. — I pointed my finger at his chest again. — Your children, who came out of your penis and you have to take care of them, not me.

— Wow!

— I need to go away, take a shower and compose myself, because I have to put up with you tomorrow in all your bad mood.

I pulled hard on my arm and went back into the house, completely forgetting that I was just wearing a bra in front of my dear boss. I went to the couch, took my bag, my cell phone and when I turned to go, he was right behind me, so I hit him hard.

— Here, you better get dressed, it's a little cold outside.

— I don't need your shirt, sir. — I tried to leave, but he stopped me, keeping in place.

— It's late, I need to take you home.

— And leave your dear children alone? No way!

— Dulce, for God's sake, they're sleeping, okay? Furthermore, the maid sleeps in the back of the house.

— Wait, do you have a maid?

— Yes, but she only works until after lunch, it was my option, but as I said, I had an unforeseen event today and she was not at home when I needed it. Didn't you see her around here? I asked her to take a look at the children when she arrived. — That made me even more irritated. If there was a person there, why wasn't I still at my house?

— Very cool. Really cool!

— For God's sake, get dressed. I don't want to have to sleep thinking about your breasts in that red lace bra. — I raised my eyebrow. — What's it? I'm your boss, but I'm still a man, right?

— Which doesn't mean you need to look at my full and beautiful breasts just because I'm in front of you in a bra. — I looked down and thought for a while. I would probably be ashamed of it the next day, but at that moment, the anger spoke louder, and what better than to get a man extremely excited and walk away afterwards, as revenge?

— You are incredible, seriously!

— Yes, I am. I'm the wonder woman, you have no idea how incredible I can be.

— Holy shit, Dulce Maria! — He threw the shirt over me and walked away, turning on his back.

Was that really turning him on? I threw the blouse back on him and rolled my eyes, then he turned back to me, took a step towards me, pulled me without any delicacy around the waist, gluing our bodies and kissed me. Yes, he stuck those beautiful, soft and warm lips on mine, keep put your other hand on the back of my neck and prevented me from moving away, and of course I didn't respond. That was absurd, there couldn���t be a room to a boss to grab his secretary like that. What would people think?

I managed to push him a little and then I gave him a well-deserved slap in the face, who looked at me incredulously and I smiled. That slap was valid for all the times that it irritated me or that changed the voice for me, but not for what had happened.

— That's it? — He asked with his hand on the face where I hit. I snorted and then this time I kissed him.

I pulled that man by the tie and brought my lips to his, feeling his hot taste in my mouth. Once again, his hands grabbed me around the waist, so he picked me up and sat on the couch. I let out a weak moan feeling his bulky member a little hard under me and started to slowly move my hips there while his tongue was fighting a fight with mine. I grabbed his hair and felt him caress my legs under the skirt, occasionally squeezing my skin between his fingers.

Damn it, Dulce Maria, what were you doing? That was not even close. What would happen the next day? I remembered then that it would not last a night and that it would make the relationship within the company millions of times worse, mainly because he shamelessly had sex with Natália while the bundle here was in front of a computer working and having to listen to the barbarism from inside the room, and that thought was enough for me to get off his lap, still costing to untie my mouth from his. That kiss was so good, but it needed to stop.

— What's it? — He asked without understanding. I grabbed his tie, pulled his body and came with my mouth close to his ear.

— I don't want to be another of your time-passers in your office when you are abstinent. — I let him go and he snorted.

— Are you talking about Natália?

— Ah, good thing you have a good sense of knowing that I hear everything from where I am, because you don't know how to be discreet, not at all. — I took the shirt that was now on the floor and put it back on. — Can you take me away now? But please don't touch me, because now I'm extremely excited and I don't want to regret my actions afterwards.