Confessions Chapter One: Off Guard
Timothy came to his supervisor's house to give her papers, but she confessed something that caught him off guard.
“Say something,” Ally said as she looked at me.
“I…” I was still shocked at what she had just confessed.
“While your brain is processing, why don’t you take these out there,” Ally turned to me with a platter of small subs.
“Okay,” I simply nodded.
I walked out of the kitchen and headed into their living room.
The other guys were watching the big game. I looked at Mike with a glance.
“Everything okay buddy?” he looked back at me.
“Yeah, sure,” I answered with a grin.
“You sure you don’t want to watch the game?” Emanuel asked.
“Uh, not really,” I shook my head.
I had come over to talk to Ally about some reports she had problems with, and I got roped into helping her with the food for the big game and her husband’s friends.
“Timothy isn’t into baseball,” Mike nodded. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yeah,” I gathered up some of the empty beer cans and other things and headed back to the kitchen.
Ally stood there next to the stove. “The pizza’s should be ready soon!” she yelled.
“Thanks!” Mike barked back.
“Now,” Ally took the cans from me and threw them in the trash. “You going to speak or has the cat still got your tongue?”
Ally had just told me she had a crush on me, and last night she had a dream about me. Not just some work dream, but a sexual dream.
“I don’t know what to say,” I stared at her.
Ally was curvy, not big, not skinny, but curvy, in all the right spots. Many of the male coworkers said she was the main eye candy of the whole building, from the first floor to the thirteenth.
I had to agree, there were many times I had jerked my cock off to images of Ally bent over the copy machine or her desk, my desk.
She always wore skirts that fell past her knees, and boots, sometimes shoes, but never any expensive clothes or shoes. She was a down-to-earth girl who liked country music as well as hip hop. She wasn’t into screaming rock, but classic rock.
“It was just a dream, right?” I asked.
“Well, it was very intense, and I had to get some release this morning, because well, I haven’t even done that with Mike, ever,” Ally shrugged. She tossed her long brown hair from one side to the other.
“Never?” I gulped.
“Nope, he has begged for it, but that’s always been a no for me,” Ally admitted. “But you, last night in my dream, well you took it!”
Ally had dreamt I had fucked her in the ass. I had bent over the conference table at work. I also had fantasies of doing that, many times over, but hearing her describe every detail made my cock rock hard.
As if on cue, the stove pinged, signaling that the pizzas were done. “Saved by the bell, again!” Ally shook her head and took out the two pizzas and put them on serving platters. “We aren’t done, not by a long shot!” she stared me down.
What could I say? She was a married woman. I didn’t know Mike very well, but he seemed like a good man, hardworking, loving, loyal. It was just a dream, I should just say it was a nice dream that she had, and leave it at that, right?
I asked myself that question as I sat down on one of the chairs and watched the game. Ally sat near her husband, his eyes on the large television.
“Timothy and I have some work to catch up on,” Ally said, standing up.
“Sure,” Mike nodded, not even taking his eyes away.
“Okay,” I stood up and followed Ally down the long hallway.
She opened a door, and I stepped inside.
Ally closed the door to her large office. I had been inside this office many times, but today it felt different. It felt small and enclosed.
“Now,” Ally reached behind her and locked the door. “Speak!”
“It was a nice dream, and I am flattered you thought of me in that light, but you are married,” I started to say as Ally slowly approached me. I kept walking backward, trying to keep a distance between us.
“Timothy,” Ally shook her head and made that disappointing noise with her teeth. “That’s not the answer I was hoping to get from you.”
Ally was my supervisor at work, and I knew that look, the look that most of the people on our floor hated to see from her. It meant she was not happy and that she was going to take matters into her own hands.
I backed all the way to her large wooden desk and stopped as Ally grinned. “What do you want from me?” I asked. “What do you want me to say?”
“I want you to say, yes Ally, I would love to fuck your big ass with my big black cock!” Ally grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me toward her. Our noses touched as she stared at me. “And what I want from you is easy, I want to suck your cock, right here, right now!”
I would say she was joking, or this was some sort of prank, and her husband would burst in and say Surprise! But I knew better. Ally had that determined look, like the look when she bought out our competitor or the time she didn’t take no for an answer on a new contract. Ally was serious.
There was a knock on the door.
“I swear to god!” Ally roared. “It’s like everything is trying to save you from me,” she pushed me back onto the desk. “Stay!” she pointed.
“Just came to drop these off,” Nigel smiled.
‘Thank god!’ I thought as I saw someone else from work. Nigel was our administrative assistant.
“Looks like a work party!” Mike came to the office door. “You guys want some snacks? We got plenty!”
“Sure,” Nigel nodded before Ally could say a word.
“Okay then,” Mike opened the door wider and stared at his wife.
I am sure he wanted the door to remain open. Thankfully, Nigel came inside the office and sat down. “So, what are we going over?” he stared at both of us.
I was saved from Ally, for now.