CHARLOTTAAfter that yesterday's incident, I was berating myself for making such a stupid mistake. But now that this happened, I was dreading it and I didn't know how things were going to go with Mr. Ross and I.How could I ever even pretend like nothing had happened? Like I didn't send my nude pictures to my boss's father? Like I didn't get wet when he texted me back and told me that I was sexy?I sat at my desk, shuffling through the endless pile of paperwork that needed to be completed. My mind kept wandering back to yesterday's incident. If I kept thinking about it, I wouldn't get any work done.Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification. I forced myself not to look at it, instead continuing to work. One minute passed, and after a few minutes, I reached for my phone and flipped it over to see Ross Moore's name on the screen.Ross Moore, ‘I look forward to seeing you soon, Charlotta.’I turned back to my desk trying to concentrate on my work. But the words on the page were blur

CHARLOTTA In the evening, I left work and went home. Bella wasn't there, so I made myself pasta and ate quietly while scrolling my phone, watching some comedy. I received a message from Mr. Ross: 'Charlotta come to my house right now.' I hissed and rolled my eyes. I had to do something about Mr. Ross; I couldn't let him take advantage of me. I replied, 'I don't think it's appropriate for us to meet up. I don't want Bruce to suspect anything between us.' He sent an emoji smirk, and I dropped my phone, choosing not to respond. As I was about to fall asleep, he called me. "Hello, why did you call me? I've already told you to stay away from me," I said firmly. He smiled, his voice tinged with annoyance. "I didn't want to repeat myself. Come to the house right now, or else you might regret it." "Send me your address," I replied, hanging up. I got dressed, wearing something revealing. I wanted to seduce him and make him regret threatening me. Instead of going to his house, I went to

CHARLOTTA I turned and leaned over, kissing his thighs and gently touching the inner area of his dick. He moaned in pleasure, holding onto my head. I made sure to moisten him thoroughly by licking his testicles and the tip of his penis, sucking and covering him in saliva as he relaxed on the couch. I then positioned myself to show him my wet vagina and started to move my feet slowly on his large penis. He stroked it while I concentrated on reciprocating the pleasure he was giving me. I teased myself, breathing heavily and seductively moaning. "You're still so fucking seductive," he said as my feet rubbed him more vigorously. "Yeah...keep doing what you're doing good girl!” I was horny as ever after. I carried on playing with him, my well-groomed feet gently brushing across his dick then gently massaging him up and down while holding onto his cock with the sides of both feet. I didn't feel like I had had enough of him because it was the second time in a row we were having a great

CHARLOTTA"Charlotta!" Annabella's voice came through the phone."Bella, I'm sorry to bother you," I began. "But I really need to talk to you about something important.""Is everything okay?""I just need to discuss something with you in person," I replied. “Are you home?""I'm sorry, I'm out, and I'm not sure I would be returning tonight," Annabella said."It's okay!"I ended the call with Annabella. I had hoped to catch her at home, but it seemed she was out on a date with her new guy and wouldn't be returning for the night.Quickly packing up my belongings at work, I made my way to my apartment. I stepped into my apartment, I kicked off my shoes and sank onto the couch, taking a moment to gather my thoughts.I heated up some pizza in the microwave, poured myself a chilled glass of wine, turned off my do not disturb setting, and noticed a few missed calls from Tom.I sat in front of the TV to watch a movie when there was a knock on the door. I set down my drink, paused the movie, an

CHARLOTTAI woke up in a haze and my heart was pounding in my chest. Last night was a blur, but I could remember Tom forcing himself on me.He was gone now, and I was alone.A wave of regret washed over me as I realized what had happened. I had never felt so weak and vulnerable in my life.How could I possibly victimize myself when I was equally at fault? I feel guilty, filled with remorse for last night's actions and how I had rejected Tom.I jumped out of bed, my body feeling sore and tired. I hurried into the bathroom and turned on the shower, trying to wash away the remnants of last night.I got dressed quickly, not caring what I looked like, and rushed out the door. I was already late for work, and I couldn't bear to think about being any later.My mind was racing, and I just wanted to get to the office and lose myself in my work. Anything to take my mind off of last night.I got to work as quickly as I could but met Bruce's anger instead."You're late," Bruce said. "Do you have