His Touch

Isabelle's point of view

I noticed I was getting tipsy so I stopped drinking.

The way my boss touched me made me feel so strange, the burning urge for sex filled my entire organ. His touch made my pussy beat.

What am I thinking? It is probably because I am tipsy.

It suddenly started raining and I just wanted to book a room for the night. I need time to think my head through.

I still couldn't believe everything Raphael said to me, how could he do such a thing to me?

I didn't want to get moody over anything so I shook it off my head.

My boss wanted to book a room for me and promised me he wouldn't touch me or even get any close to him.

Even if I am still getting to know him better, I'm sure he will always keep his word. I trusted him for that.

And with the way I was tipsy, I just wanted to stay where he was, 'cause I'll guarantee my safety.

I agreed and followed him to a good nearby hotel.

We got there and I felt quite sleepy.

My legs were wobbling, I just wanted to get to bed q