Chapter 4 - Personal Business (19)
“Oops, how rude of me. This isn’t the place for this kind of talk. We can continue later.”
Watching him pretend to care about his manners after saying everything on his mind seemed rather hypocritical. He didn’t mean any of the things he said, anyway. I stared at him with an unchanging expression.
Keith answered in my stead, “It doesn’t matter. He doesn’t care about things like this at all.”
Although I did care about it a lot, I didn’t let it show. This sort of treatment was nothing new. As usual, he hurt me like nobody’s business.
“You could try making a move on him, but you’ll regret it. As far as I know, he’s the most boring person in the world.”
“You think so?” Grayson smiled and gazed down at me intently. “I think he’d be fun in bed.”
Keith shrugged and left the room, as if to say it was none of his business. Grayson waved at me lightly and followed after him.
Only after I was left alone did I lean against the desk and let out a shaky breath. Suddenly, I was hit with a sense of wetness down there. I panicked and rushed to the bathroom, and it was just as I thought. It was impossible to expect any consideration from those arrogant people of hiding their pheromones. They never hid the fact that they were Extreme Alphas. If anything, they radiated with their scents like they were showing off. They didn’t ever stop to think about others who suffer from their scents.
“Damn it,” I cursed under my breath.
I sat on the toilet and hastily rubbed my front. It was truly the worst. I hoped that all Extreme Alphas would die.
The area around my eyes began to tingle. I bit my lip.
Just thinking about his scent could make my heat cycle begin. I closed my eyes, my face flushed red, and chewed on his name. When I imagined him coming down on me with his bare body, my member immediately hardened and stood up straight.
I grabbed onto the genitalia that Keith hated so much and frantically rubbed it. My legs spread in reflex, and my behind became soaked. I wanted to insert something, but I couldn’t. The thought of putting something into my body terrified me. I had never even used a toy before, despite it being so common.
But just maybe, if Keith rammed his thick thing in me…
If that ever happened, I’d be so happy that I’d go mad.
“Ah, ahh… hahh.”
Unable to hold it any longer, I let my moans spill out. My behind was now feverishly warm as it oozed slick that dripped in long threads. The secretion that rolled down from the tip of my member made a squelchy noise every time my hand rubbed against my skin. I rubbed desperately, rushing my climax.
As white liquid spurted out, I called out his name. I always did. I thought of him every time I rubbed myself, and I climaxed while calling his name. If Keith ever found out, he would choke me to death.
Still sitting on the toilet, I spaced out and sat there, blinking my eyes. In my cloudy vision, I saw that my discharge had splattered onto the bathroom wall. I had to wipe it, but I didn’t want to move a finger. How long had it been since I last released myself so intensely? I tried counting the days but soon stopped. It was about time for my heat cycle. That was probably the reason why I reacted more sensitively to that man’s pheromone. I mentally noted that I must prepare my meds in advance.
I sighed in exhaustion and finally stood up. My behind was messy with slick, and a mixture of various bodily fluids filled the toilet bowl. I staggered as I flushed the toilet and took off my pants, making sure they weren’t wet.
I called Emma and instructed her to attend the meeting in my place before starting to clean after myself. Keith’s personal bathroom was quite convenient at times like this. Since he was away, this was my own private space. With my lower body completely exposed, I walked into the connected shower room, cleaned myself, and patted myself dry.
I returned to the bathroom and discarded any evidence of my private business. When I put my pants back on, everything in the space was now once again back to its usual order from prior to my vile acts involving my boss as the side dish. Of course, one exception was the scent of my own pheromone.
I loudly sniffed myself, but nothing was amiss. I couldn’t confirm it since I wasn’t able to smell my own scent, but I knew it in my head. No matter how many meds I took, the deepened scent after climaxing would not disappear for a certain amount of time.
I was left with no choice but to skip lunch and stay in the office, waiting for the scent to fade. In any case, cleaning up after climaxing had amplified my exhaustion and I didn’t feel like doing anything at all. When the meeting was over, Keith would leave with Grayson right away to grab lunch together. There was more than enough time.
I locked the office door and set an alarm before lying down on the soft reception couch with my eyes closed. Not five minutes later, I fell into a deep sleep.
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