- Back Stage

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Back stage, inside a small dressing room, Alice starts to bite her fingers in front of the dressing mirror, because she thinks she recognized Joe in the audience. 'What the hell!!!.. Joe?? Here???.. My goodness! Did he watch my entire performance? Did he come in half-way? Shit!'

She is so nervous right now, but at the same time excited. She wonders what Joe would think of her now. She believes that he has only ever seen her as an employee, not as an equal. And she wanted the first time Joe saw her outside work as a woman to be unique, to be special, to capture her full essence as a simple yet visionary hardworking and independent woman, not just as a secretary-slash-showgirl. She wants Joe to respect her persona and she fears that he really might not. He's her boss after all.

'Dear lord! I'm wearing too much makeup. And this dress looks so 'prima donna'! How will he ever take me seriously again?'

Alice sighs in disappointment and then takes off one of her earrings. When she looks up, she immediately freezes, as she sights Joe walking into the dressing room through the mirror. She turns back in amazement, not knowing what to say, although still looking as beautiful as ever.

Joe simply stops and stares at her. Her cuteness right now makes him almost want to shed a tear. He smiles, raises an eyebrow and puts his suave playboy face on. "Who would've thought..". He continues with a blushful smile blooming, "..that Alice, the nerd was actually 'Alice, the DIVA'?" He ends, licking his lips while slowly moving closer.

Alice lets out a shallow laugh after hearing his words, "Wow!.. I don't know which sounds more insulting...'Alice, the nerd' or 'Alice, the diva'?.."

Even she starts getting amazed by her blunt confidence right now. Graceful turning back to the mirror, she takes off her other earring.

Wow! Joe is loving this new slightly peppery side of her. He goes beside her and rests on the dresser. Then like the playboy that he is, he begins to stalk her with his eyes while she stares into the mirror.

Alice pretends not to notice at first, although it feels like his eyes are burning her skin. Then finally, she stares straight back at him and asks, with her mascaraed eyes looking sharper than ever, "So.. What is a man as stately as yourself doing in a place like this?", she queries sarcastically, looking back into the mirror.

"Stately???.. Now, I'm the one who feels insulted.", Joe replies.

"Ohh!" Alice responds expressively. Then after meeting each other's gaze, they burst into laughter.

"What you've got is a great talent, Alice. You were amazing out there.", Joe opines.

"Thank you, Joe."

"..And you look stunning.", he adds.

Alice smiles, "Thank you"

"..You're also smart and seem quite popular amongst the people here.", he continues. Alice delays, but then responds "Okay.."

Joe chuckles at her response. "I'm just really intrigued.. And a bit curious."

"Hmm.. About?", Alice inquires.

"About.. why you still work for me." Joe squints.

"I work for the firm, you know. No offence." Alice responds while removing some of the hair pins in her hair. Joe smiles, "None taken."

She continues,"And.. I guess the extra cash doesn't hurt."

"I understand," Joe replies.

"Yeah.. well then why does your face still look like you've seen a ghost.", Alice asks with muffled laughter.

Rising from the dresser, Joe places his hands in his pockets again and says coyly, "Well, miss Alice Mendez, you definitely didn't add this to your résumé.. so I might as well have."

Then Alice smiles again and turns to look at him properly. He is wearing a thick brown leather jacket with a plain black shirt underneath; no doubt, one of his old office shirts. And his buttons are undone up to the third. 'Like seriously?', Alice exclaims within herself. With this level of exposure, no one can look at him without first noticing his broad pecs covered in sprinkles of trimmed chest hair. She can barely take her eyes off the massive front elevation. It's as though a knife were used to carve out the fissure in between. His chest is a damn masterpiece and he obviously seems to know it. As the rays from her bright mirror bulbs kiss several regions of his caramel skin, she appreciates his beauty. She simply cannot get over how the ebony-black stubble on his jaw is always so perfectly carved. It's like a work of art.

She responds, "Is that so?.. Well If I had, would your snobbish bougie law firm have hired me?"

"Maybe," Joe moves closer to her. "I would've." he adds almost sensually, "I'd hire you any day, Alice."

"You had just made partner, Joe. We both know my résumé didn't even pass your desk", Alice whispers, almost breathing on him.

"Hey.. don't forget I'm still your boss. I could fire your ass right here.. right now.", he whispers back boastfully, drawing even closer to her alluring warmth. He just can't help it.

Alice responds wittily, 'Is that so?.."

Joe is amazed by her boldness. And for some reason, it is starting to excite him deep down. As he stares into her defiant eyes, the vascular circuits in his balls begin to tingle and untingle his manhood. His body is throbbing and pulsating in aching pleasure. Then he licks his lips in coy annoyance and gradually closes in, wrapping one arm firmly around Alice's waist and reeling her into his muscular grasp.

Alice is shocked and frankly, so is he. They're both speechless and staring directly into each other's eyes. Joe is not sure what has come over him or what exactly he plans to do next. But he feels that since he has already begun this craziness, it would be a shame to quit now.

Alice on the other hand, tries not to shudder much, as Joe's chest forcefully pushes her boobs in.

'What is he doing?', she wonders. And thank the heavens for the sequins on her dress! If not, he might've been able to already feel her rock-hard nipples. 'Or can he?', she wonders. She feels like she would simply melt if Joe were to discover how much she truly desired him that way; by direct physical evidence from her body. That would be too embarrassing. If he were to know undoubtedly the effect he has on her body and how much she doesn't want him to stop here but do something else to make her feel even more alive, she would feel too vulnerable. She doesn't trust his intentions enough to reveal all that yet. But can she withstand the urge to kiss him any longer? Can she withstand yet another warm breath from his manly nose? Can she withstand the urge to grab the imperial hardness she feels teasing her just below his belt?

This isn't right. He is her boss. And for heaven sakes, someone could walk in at any moment!

But goodness! Alice doesn't want him to let her go. In fact, she wants to pull his head closer and snatch his lips already, and she wants to do it now. But no. Not yet. She'll be damned, if she'll ever make it so easy for Joe. He obviously wants her too. And since he's such a 'Mr. I'm still your boss', she would rather watch him break first.

The sexual tension keeps building up, yet Alice does not move a muscle. She just keeps staring at Joe with an eyebrow slightly raised, in a bid to hide her affection.

Joe is so confused right now. What on earth was he thinking? Or was he even thinking at all? This may have been a terrible idea. 'What if I cross this line and she pulls back, or even worse gets offended? How will I come back from this? This might be a good time to present a consent form.. lol', he thinks to himself. Although, at this point, he has nothing to hide anymore. Alice now knows how much he's into her. She can most likely even feel it. 'Damn!' He is so hard right now that his bulge could mould a permanent depression into her soft skin. 'And shit.. Her stomach is so fucking soooft..', he expresses within, while desperately begging his lips not to moan.

On the outside, he keeps playing it cool and tries to intimidate her with his brutally stern gaze. Then nearly touching her nose with his, as though about to kiss her, he whispers like a casanova. "Do you think, Alice.. that I can't fire you.. if I wanted to?"

Alice does not answer. She simply tilts her head at him like she's unimpressed with his machismo act, and like he could never make her lose control.

This annoys Joe even more. So he moves closer to her rosy lips and whispers again, although nearly hypnotized by the chilling warmth of her breath, "You wanna test me..Is that it?"

"I'm already testing you.", she whispers in return, moving closer to his lips, with her eyes still as sharp as ever. Damn! He underestimated her. This woman before him can't be Alice. Where is all this fire coming from? Now, he definitely feels like he's got something to prove. He wants to show this girl who she's messing with. So throwing caution to the wind, he snatches her lips and kisses her with such delicate passion, that Alice can't help but moan under her breath for more of him.

Joe's entire body swallows her whole in a heated embrace. And he gradually intensifies the vigour of his kiss from the soft limits of delicate to the edges of crude passion. And on they go, licking and nipping and sucking to their hearts' content. My my! If lips were edible, they would've devoured all of theirs by now.

Tens of seconds pass by, yet they're still at it; withdrawing slightly sometimes and then sinking into each other's throats again.

Neither of them is relenting, but now Alice seems a tad hungrier. And Joe is relishing her hunger.

She grabs his head and pushes him in further, to savour the sensation of his nose and his rough bearded cheeks scraping hers. To get more comfortable, he guides Alice to the empty wall beside the mirror and pins her to it, placing both his arms against it, and allowing her to ravage his entire body with her greedy hands from both above and below. And boy, does she feel him up! She makes sure to leave no stone of his hard body unturned. Never has Joe experienced what it's like to be properly fondled by a woman from inch to inch. He loves it so much that he could allow her to do this all day. Damn, Alice is driving him crazy.

As her back keeps grazing the wall, Joe reaches his breaking point and drops his arms off it. He raises one of Alice's thighs above his waist and then grabs her butt. Slowly, he begins to rake over its surface with his ravenous palms. And the moment he feels her thigh slipping down, he jacks it up again, anchoring it just above his belt while he returns to her derriere and keeps squeezing on her.

Goodness! Right now, they both feel like ripping each other's clothes apart and having the romp of a lifetime. But to their utter dismay, they get interrupted by a mortified masculine Latin voice,

"How bout you two get a room, huh??.."

It's Julian; Alice's best friend and part-time co-singer.

Immediately, Joe and Alice turn to look at him simultaneously, before finally parting lips. Julian walks away abruptly, in annoyance and disgust.

After turning back to face each other, Joe and Alice become mortified. What the hell just happened? Their ecstatic experience was abruptly cut short and now, all of a sudden, the frightening aura of fresh acquaintance with cold reality and its gruesome implications starts to seep into the very crevices of their minds. What are they doing? What did they just do? They wonder. More than once, they had both promised themselves that they would never succumb to this dangerous temptation. What if it had happened in the office? Goodness! Aside from Julian, what if someone else saw? The door was wide open.

Joe has got some lipstick on his face, but he doesn't seem to care. Right now, he just can't believe what he did. It felt so good in his dreams and even a few moments ago. But right now, it feels like a grave mistake. It was extremely unprofessional. And he can barely even think of what to say to Alice. Right now, he is annoyed, frustrated and utterly embarrassed at the same time. He initiated this catastrophe and now, he can tell already that he is in for a long ride. Thank goodness it didn't happen in the office, at least.

"I'm.. I'm so sorry, Alice. It.. It'll never happen again.", he earnestly apologizes to her, before quickly exiting the room like a runaway bride.

Alice on the other hand, simply feels dazed at how everything just happened so quickly.

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