Chapter 2 Episode 2

“You are a big girl. Camila, quit acting like you do not enjoy the way I touch you. “Sir, I'm sorry but I cannot do this with you. Please stop harassing me. You are my boss, and I cannot have an affair with you. "Don't be silly, Camila. You know I will take very good care of you. If you agree to date me, I will spoil you with the good things in life. You will not have to work a day in your life again. Camila was frustrated at this point. She got this job a few months ago to work as Mr. Austin’s secretary but he hasn't stopped harassing her ever since she resumed. “You might as well kiss your job goodbye, Camila, if you refuse to warm my bed. "You cannot do this to me, sir; I've worked diligently ever since I resumed here; you are old enough to be my father; you have four kids who are older than me; how do you expect me to lay with you? "You cheap hoe I'm trying to elevate; you think I don't know you're kind? Always forming “hard to get”. He moved towards her and grabbed her by the buttocks. “Get your hands off me, you old hag! Camila used her right leg to hit him hard on his balls and he fell on the chair and called out loud for his security guards. Camila packed her things and left the office premises. She was disgruntled; she just lost a job that took her two years to get after her university degree; her heart was troubled; she was lost in her thoughts; and she wondered how life would be difficult for her without a job. She couldn't go home to face her mom so she decided to go have a few shots at the bar and clear her head. "Hi driver, can you take me to the cargo bar instead? I will pay the extra charges. The driver made a U-turn and headed to the new destination. It was already 8 p.m. by the time she got to the bar. She sat at the bar and took her tequila shots non stop as she watched people dance in happiness. She wondered if they were genuinely happy or if they were hiding their sadness in alcohol, just like her. "Can I have one more glass of tequila, please? "Ma'am, you've had over six glasses; are you sure you are alright? "I'm fine; I'm just trying to enjoy the moment. After she gulped the seventh glass of tequila, she stood up and started dancing; all her worries were gone. She was dancing in a very sexy way that got people staring at her. She was whining at her waist in a sexy manner. Heads turned when a fine gentleman walked in. His aura and perfume filled the room; his perfume was a mixture of Oud and vanilla scents. Andre walked in alone and everyone was admiring him except for Camila, who was dancing seductively. Andre didn't think of her as a striper because she was decently dressed, but with her dance moves, she has the potential to be a striper. Andre thought to himself as he turned to order his drink. When Andre was served his drink, he collected it and turned to continue watching Camila dance but she was standing in front of him and his drink spilled on her dress because of how he turned his arm. Apparently her seat was beside his. He wasn't expecting anyone to be standing in front of him because of how he turned care free “Hey! Watch it!! Don't you have eyes? "You are such a rude young lady. You lack manners. "How ironic, coming from someone who spilled his drink on my dress and refused to say sorry. "I was going to say sorry but you rudely interrupted me before I could say sorry. "I didn't interrupt you, young man; you waited for my reaction before you said something. "Well, I'm sorry for ruining your dress; how can I make it up to you? Camila collected his drink and gulped everything. “We are even now. "My name is André; what is your name? Andre stretched his hand to shake Camila. "My name is Camila. She said as she reciprocated the gesture. "Beautiful name. Why are you here alone? You are too pretty to be drinking in a bar alone. "A lot has been happening in my life lately; I just needed to clear my head. "I'm also here to clear my head; you dance gracefully; I couldn't help but stare. "Thank you; join me. Camila held Andre by the hand and dragged him softly to the dance floor. They both danced and they conversed calmly, like they were not about to tear each other apart a few minutes ago. Camila was drunk; she couldn't even stand on her own. Andre had to carry her out of the bar and she was barely awake. Andre took her to his Rolls-Royce, which was gracefully parked outside and his driver drove them to a hotel. Andre intended to drop her off at the hotel and go his way but he wanted to be sure she was okay, so he took her up to the room and laid her on the bed. As he was about to move, Camila pulled his tie, and they both locked lips. They kissed for a while and André took total charge. He kissed Camila softly on her neck and slowly kissed every part of her body. He planted his lips on her nipples and rolled his tongue on them in a circular motion; this sent Camila to the moon and back. He slowly kissed her on her stomach and took his lips down to her Virginia area. He gave her a good head and she was everywhere. The pleasure was intense, as she couldn't contain herself. When the mood was finally right, they had sex. The sex was memorable, the pleasure was intense and Camila was moaning nonstop. Even though she was drunk, she knew it was the greatest sex she'd ever had because Andre stroked every soft spot. It was almost as if André had her body manual memorized.