Starr Fated (55 page)

Wear stockings
today.

What?
Obviously this was part of his special dress code for me. Part of
me shivered in excited anticipation of what he had planned, but
part of me was affronted. I texted back.

Stockings?
How predictable and clichéd of you
.

Almost
immediately he replied.

Just wear
them or deal with the consequences
.

I sighed to
myself. What should I do? Wearing stockings under an evening dress
was one thing, but I didn't want to go to the office feeling like a
tart in a short skirt and stockings, especially not on my first
day.

But I did have
some nice patterned hold ups that could be classified as stockings,
and I had a black dress that was knee length, fairly conservative,
and wouldn’t flash any stocking tops. With my black ankle boots
that would have to do. I twisted my hair into an updo to try and
look more like the professional I was supposed to be, but I wore my
favourite angel wing earrings as my lucky charm, because once again
as I headed for the offices of Starr Capital Ventures, I was pretty
sure I was going to need all the luck I could get. I certainly
wasn’t up to dealing with any ‘consequences’ that Liam might have
in mind, so I decided it was easier to go along with what he wanted
for now.

All morning I
wondered what Liam had planned, and Tom noticed my distracted mood
and general nervousness as he went through all the projects that
were planned for us to work together on, but he put it down to
being worried about having to deal with the boss by myself later
on.

“Look, I know
The Boss said I didn't need to come with you, but if you don't feel
very confident about your meeting with him, I’m more than happy to
come along for moral support, just until you get to know him a bit
better,” he offered, as he made me a cup of tea to buck me up.
Everyone knows that a nice cuppa always solves everything.

“No, it’s
fine. Thanks anyway, Tom, but I just have to get on and deal with
him, don’t I?”

Then I
received a text from Liam.

Take your
knickers off before you come to my office

I nearly spat
my tea all over my keyboard as I read it.

“Sorry, it
went down the wrong way,” I spluttered, as Tom looked over at me. I
hastily deleted the offending text before he could catch a glimpse
of it.

“I think you
need to stand up to him from the beginning, so don't take any
unfair criticism from him lying down, Sera,” Tom advised.

I just about
managed to stop myself from spewing my tea again. I was pretty
certain that I was going to be lying down for Liam in one way or
another, but I had to try and look as cool as cucumber if I was
ever going to be able to pull off working here and dealing with the
boss.

“I’ll bear
that in mind,” I smiled.

~*~

“Miss Jones.
If you could arrange your paperwork over here on my desk so that we
can go through it?” Liam said, as he ushered me into his large and
airy office for our first meeting, quietly locking the door behind
him. He obviously intended us to use our formal titles with each
other all the time at work, even in private, which was fine by me.
I’d noticed as I walked through that Joy, his miserable but highly
efficient PA, was not at her desk, she was out to lunch as
expected.

Liam looked
divine of course, wearing a crisp white shirt complete with silver
cuff links, grey tie and his dark charcoal grey suit trousers. His
suit jacket was slung over the back of his chair. I hadn't seen him
since yesterday, and it was all I could do not to launch myself at
him, to make up for all those hours I’d been without him.

“Yes, Mr.
Starr,” I said as calmly as I could, while trying to ignore the
thumping of my heart, and not even daring to look at him directly.
As I spread the papers out on his huge beech and chrome desk, Liam
stood right behind me.

“Talk me
through your thoughts for Evergreen, as I want you to concentrate
on their rebranding initially.” He pointed to the sheet of paper
furthest away.

“Well, there’s
nothing whatsoever about the current branding that makes Evergreen
stand out from the competitors…” I started to explain, as I leant
over the desk to point to the current logo, but then stopped as
Liam lightly ran his hand up the back of my leg, stopping as he
reached the top of my stocking. He lent down to whisper in my
ear.

“Just checking
that you followed my instructions. I like these unusual stockings,
they’re rather quirky and therefore very you. Now, please carry on
with what you were saying, Miss Jones.”

I took a deep
breath to regain my scattered wits, but that meant I also breathed
in his wonderful smell, the mixture of masculinity and cleanliness
that was just so Liam.

“So, I think
we need to…” I lost my train of thought as Liam kissed me just
behind my ear, and ran his hand all the way under my dress until he
reached the bare cheek of my bottom, and then softly squeezed it.
I’d stopped off in the ladies on my way to his office to remove my
knickers as he’d ordered. My heart was now pounding loudly in my
ears, as I felt Liam pressed right up against me, pushing me
against the edge of his large desk.

I could feel
him grin as he nipped and nuzzled my neck.

“I’m glad you
followed all of my instructions, Miss Jones.”

“To the
letter, Mr. Starr. I’m a very conscientious employee.”

“I’m pleased
to hear it. Now, what were you saying about Evergreen? Can you
point out which logo you were referring to?”

As I reached
out over the desk, Liam pushed me down and lent on top of me, so
that I ended up with my face turned to one side with my arms
splayed across his desk, trapped in place by his weight. He kicked
my legs apart, and then I felt his hand snake down to start
touching me between my legs. My dress had ridden right up of
course, leaving me exposed to him.

“I think what
you were trying to say, Miss Jones, is that we need to come up with
a new unique logo to kick off this rebranding exercise, hmm?”

His fingers
were circling and rubbing me in such a wonderful way, that I felt
myself drifting as my hips started to move against him, and I could
feel his erection straining against me through his trousers.

“Mmm, yes, Mr.
Starr. A new unique logo…” I stuttered.

“Which is your
particular area of expertise and why I employed you,” he continued.
“So by this time tomorrow, do you think you’ll have some draft
proposals to show me?”

I nearly
screamed as he slid a finger inside me. It felt so good, and then
got even better when he slid two fingers in to expertly finger fuck
me.

“Liam…” I
moaned, which earned me a sharp slap on my bottom, which smarted,
but also increased the arousal that was rapidly building within
me.

“You’ll refer
to me as Mr. Starr or sir at all times in the workplace. I don't
expect to have to remind you again, Miss Jones.”

“Y…yes, Mr.
Starr, sir,” I mumbled, as I pushed my bottom against him to
encourage him to start touching me again.

“So, answer
me. Do you think you’ll have some proposals to show me
tomorrow?”

“Yes, Mr.
Starr, because I already have some ideas roughly drafted,” I
managed to reply.

“Excellent.
You can bring them to our meeting tomorrow.”

Liam finally
started touching me again, gently stroking and teasing me so that I
was literally putty in his hands.

“I know you
had your doubts, but I think this arrangement for us to meet daily
here in my office is going to work very well, don't you? Your
soaking wet pussy seems to think so anyhow.”

His touch was
exquisite, and I closed my eyes in pure bliss. I was totally
surrounded and trapped by Liam, and it was heaven.

“Yes, sir,” I
murmured. “You were right.”

“So you don't
wish me to stop?”

“God, no!”

Liam gave a
deep chuckle, before he removed his hand, shifted back slightly,
and then I heard the sound of his trouser zip being undone.

As I lay face
down pinned over his desk, I suddenly felt Liam thrust very hard
and very deeply into me, making me cry out.

“You are so
ready for me, which proves how much you really needed this, hmm,
Miss Jones?”

He withdrew
and then slammed back into me again. I couldn’t move, I just had to
take the full force as he slammed into me over and over again,
stretching me and filling me perfectly. It felt so good that all I
could do was whimper and moan with pleasure.

“I think we
want the same thing, but I'm more honest about it. You need to get
over your inhibitions, Miss Jones.”

“I think
you’re doing a pretty good job of taking care of that for me, Mr.
Starr,” I groaned, as I relished everything that he was doing to
me. I could feel the tension inside me coiling tighter and tighter
with every delicious stroke of his length. I knew I was on the
verge of coming as my legs trembled, and I started to feel that
unstoppable force building up ready to explode.

“Please, sir,
fuck me harder and make me come,” I begged, beyond caring how crude
that sounded.

“With
pleasure, Miss Jones,” Liam said, and although I couldn’t see his
face, I could tell he was grinning. He pulled me slightly nearer to
the edge of the desk so he could grip my hips to raise them
slightly, before he slammed into me again. The adjustment meant
that now he hit some extra sensitive spot that made me nearly
scream out, almost forgetting that we were in his office, so I had
to bite my lip to stop myself.

“That’s it,
Angel, that’s so fucking good, take all of me now, every last bit
in that tight little pussy of yours,” he growled, as he built up
the satisfyingly good rhythm to such a pitch that I soon exploded
into an intense orgasm, feeling my release clenching around his
cock to reward him for giving me this pleasure.

“Yes!” he
grunted, as he now thrust hard into me to reach his release,
stilling as he gripped me against him. It wasn’t possible to be any
closer, to be any more deeply bonded together than we were at that
moment. This is what I needed, this deep connection, because at
that moment, as he climaxed deep inside me, he was mine, totally
mine, and no other woman’s.

We drifted
together for a few minutes, letting every last drop of orgasmic
pleasure wash over us, until finally Liam moved to release me from
his desk.

“Are you okay,
Miss Jones?” he enquired softly, as he brushed my hair out of my
eyes.

“Yes, I'm
fine, Mr. Starr.”

“I think that
took care of our business rather satisfactorily, wouldn’t you
agree?”

“I would
indeed.”

“You can use
my private bathroom to get cleaned up,” he offered as he indicated
a door in the corner of his office.

I picked up my
bag and headed for his executive bathroom. I retrieved my knickers
from my bag and slipped them on again, then smoothed my dress back
down. As I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t help noticing my very
flushed pink cheeks. A great orgasm was way better than any blusher
I was discovering. Thoughts of Kimberley’s flushed cheeks instantly
came to mind, but hers had been down to blusher I told myself. I
quickly redid my hair, then went back out to rejoin Liam,

“If it’s okay
with you, I’ll head off for my lunch break now,” I smiled sweetly
at him.

“Of course.
I’ll see you later?”

“I’m planning
on going to a yoga class this evening. There’s one at the fitness
centre at seven.”

“I’ll come
down with you. I’ll go for a swim while you take your class. We can
meet up afterwards and then get something to eat,” Liam suggested.
And with the thought of my unpleasant encounter with Scott Franklin
still fresh in my mind, I didn't argue as I might have done before,
instead rather welcoming Liam’s protective presence.

~*~

And so the
pattern was set for our working relationship. Liam organised things
so that he didn't have to go away on business for at least the
first week I was at Starr Capital, and so every day I went up to
his office for our meeting. And they were productive meetings work
wise, much to my surprise. Liam still managed to go over my
suggestions and state what he did and didn’t like, even as we were
having sex in a different position every day. On his desk, in his
chair, against the wall, on the floor. Liam had told me I should
lose my inhibitions, and he was ensuring that I most certainly was.
These trysts were raw sex, fucking rather than love making, but it
was what we both wanted and needed.

In the
evenings when we met up, things were more leisurely and relaxed, so
we could take more time. Any kind of sex between us was wonderful
as far as I was concerned and it seemed to be the same for Liam as
far as I could tell. I tried to convince myself that all this sex
we were having meant that I was beginning to catch up with his
highly experienced previous partners.

All I knew was
that I'd never felt so alive, so exhilarated – or so scared. I’d
never had so much to lose before, and I knew one day before too
long this was all going to come crashing down around me. I buried
my head in the sand and refused to let myself think about how I was
going to cope when this roller coaster ride I was on came to an
end, telling myself to just enjoy it while it lasted.

We often we
went down to the gym together, and I was relieved that I didn't see
Scott around. When I mentioned this to Liam, he scowled as he
informed me that Scott had unexpectedly left at short notice.

“But what
about the formal induction I was supposed to have with him? I
thought that was a membership rule?”

“A new manager
is being recruited, so don't worry about your formal induction for
now. I can go through any of the equipment you’re not sure
about.”