The expression on Eva's face was one of nervousness, of shock, of disbelief.
"Sir, I..." she whispered, scared to death, never in her life had she felt the breath of a man so close to her, especially a man like Demetrio Laureti, sexy, beautiful and with that minty strawberry breath.
"Easy, Miss Anderson," Demetrio said, adjusting a button on his suit and sitting down at his huge desk under the gaze of Evangelina, who seemed to have seen a fright. "I wouldn't be able to touch you, you...," he thought a moment and then looked at her, "You're not my type."
Eva clenched her fists, annoyed, she didn't want to be his type? Or did she? She blinked several times and nearly ran out of her boss's office and into her own.
What was that all about? Definitely a lot of emotions in a single day's work.
She sat down at her desk and finished organizing the day's pending tasks, making a detailed report of everything she had done that day, including even the feelings and emotions she felt being around Demetrio.
The next hours of this exhausting workday passed between several meetings, Eva looked like a dog after her boss, writing down everything he told her, but after the incident in the office she hadn't been able to look him in the eye.
"You can retire now, Eva, early tomorrow morning take my suit to the dry cleaners, you have to look for it in the villa, ah, also for you to take my puppies for a walk, please."
Eva looked at him while adjusting her glasses, she was a systems engineer, the best of them all, yes, she had accepted to be a secretary out of necessity, but walking the dogs? Really?
"Sir, I don't think it's my duty to walk your animals," she said annoyed.
And yes, it was, Demetrio had never asked any of his secretaries to walk his dogs, but the reality was that if his grandfather wouldn't let him fire Evangelina Anderson, he would make her resign.
"There, in the contract are the rules for being my secretary," he huffed, "it says you must do whatever I need you to do, on or off the premises," Demetrio spat in annoyance. "If you don't like it, Miss Anderson, I can get someone else," he ugured.
Eva froze, she had lost her first decent job only a day after getting it, she definitely couldn't afford it, besides the money was good.
Demetrio looked at her and waited for an answer from her, in fact he already had in mind who could be his secretary, he would look for her himself, a pretty girl he had met in a restaurant, that same day he had given her a roll in the bathroom, the poor girl earned a pittance as a waitress in that excellent restaurant for being an immigrant.
"I'll be at your house early tomorrow morning, see you later," Eva said, turning around and leaving the office.
On the verge of tears, she grabbed her purse and headed for her little old car, but not before searching the files for the address of the Laurenti mansion and jotting it down in her notebook."
"I can't stand her," Demetrio said as he shared a glass of whiskey with his best friend Antonio in one of the better bars he frequented.
"No bet then?" said Antonio with a smile.
"Of course not, I'd rather spend my entire fortune on a new watch collection than take that ugly woman to bed, have you ever seen her? The only pretty thing she has are her eyes, well, her nose and her little full lips... but her eyebrows, her teeth full of wires, those old fashioned glasses and the way she dresses... definitely not, even if they paid me millions of dollars." Demetrio made an annoyed face and dismissed all that angrily at his friend's derisive laughter.
"I find it fascinating." The Italian's eyes widened.
"Fascinating, you're crazy, bro," he blurted out in amazement as he winked at the girl in front of him.
"Yeah, most of these covered up, no makeup women have amazing bodies down there," Antonio replied smiling. "And yes, yes, I've seen her, and if you go into detail, she's beautiful, very beautiful, bro," he finished smiling as he raised the glass to his mouth, causing Laureti to burst out laughing.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, well, I'll give her to you, she's not my type, and I don't care how much she has under that awful mop she wears," Demetrio said wryly, even though he had seen huge, hard, pink breasts under the thick fabric of his secretary.
"I'd like to, yes, I'd like to take this woman to bed, I assure you she's even a virgin," Antonio said, causing lust to flare in Demetrio's eyes, but as he imagined himself kissing Eva, it made him shudder and he pushed the idea from his mind.
What's the matter with you, no way are you going to put your lips on that ugly one he thought.
"Well, good luck, in the meantime I'll enjoy that gorgeous brunette behind your back." Demetrio got up from the chair and under Antonio's denying gaze went to find the girl who promptly left with him.
"Women," snorted the redhead. It was amazing how many of them were giving themselves away like hot plates.
...
Eva arrived home after nine in the evening, she had to park to change the flat tire on her old car; if it wasn't because it was the only way she had to get there and back, she would have gotten rid of it a long time ago.
He opened the door to his apartment and plopped down on the carpets to answer his mother's call.
"Honey, I've been calling you for hours and your cell phone was off," it was Luisa, her mother, who called her every day at the same time.
"I was at work, Mom, it turns out my new boss is a jerk, he made me work all day," she replied, taking off her black closed heel shoes.
"And you're coming home so late! No, daughter, I've told you a thousand times that you can come live with us, besides you're an engineer, I wouldn't want you to work as a secretary."
"It's temporary, mom, as long as I get a better position, even if I am a secretary, I will be able to move up in this company on my merits. I have never doubted my abilities."
"If you change your appearance a little," Luisa said as usual, suggesting that Evangelina change her appearance to get a better job.
"Is that really important, the best engineers and professionals are not the ones who dress and look the best, mom..."
"Intelligence is in the mind," her mother finished off. "I know, daughter, I just don't want you to get hurt in this company again like what happened to you in high school. I've done some research, most of the employees are extremely beautiful and elegant people."
"Stop reading things on the internet mother, I'm leaving now, I'm starving," Eva replied and hung up the phone without giving her mother time to speak.
She took off her clothes and looked at herself in the bedroom mirror; without clothes she looked like someone else and deep down she knew it, pale skin, big pink breasts, round upturned ass, with long legs.
She let her hair down, and although it was in tatters from always wearing it in a ponytail, it was long enough to go down past her ass.
"I wish you had more self-confidence, Evangelina," she said to her reflection.
She walked around naked, buttocks wiggling, and stepped into the shower. She had her boss's eyes and gaze on her, and that definitely triggered a strange sensation in her body.
She brought her hand to her mons pubis and touched herself, discovering the pleasure of sexuality.
"Oh my God!" she put her hands to her mouth as she realized what she had experienced, feeling abnormal and quickly removed her hand from her crotch.
After eating what she found in the fridge for dinner, she went to bed late and worked on a project she had been organizing for years.
The next morning he got up very early, dressed in his usual clothes and headed for the mansion.
She walked for a few minutes until she reached the large Laurenti mansion.
"Good morning," she greeted the doorman.
Did all the staff have to be tall and elegant, she thought, looking at the tall, muscular man in his fifties.
"Good morning, how can I help you?" the man asked with a friendly smile.
"I am Mr. Laureti's new secretary, may I come in? It's just that I have to walk his dogs and drop the suits off at the dry cleaners," she said from the car, waiting for the pass to enter the huge facility.
"Let me see your ID, you must be Evangelina Anderson." He read from a list, it looked like his boss had it all under control.
Eva held out the credential and after a few seconds he entered his boss's house.
It was huge.
And all these cars are his? she wondered in her mind.
He parked his junk next to one of the many cars there, there was a great variety, between Mercedes, Ferrari and Fortunas, among other new and last generation cars.
She got out of the car, feeling so small in the midst of such beauty. The mansion was surrounded by gardens, there were two huge pools and several employees working.
"Excuse me, the entrance to the house?" she asked a man who was pruning flowers.
"There," the man pointed. Eva walked, afraid of breaking something with her body.
If the outside was beautiful, the inside had to be even more so. The floor gleamed, the walls went from glass to brick, it was a fascinating structure.
"How may I ask to serve the girl?" asked a plump, but quite beautiful and elegant, white-haired woman.
"I'm Evangelina Anderson, I've come to take Mr. Demetrio's clothes to the dry cleaners and walk the puppies," Eva said with a smile as the lady looked at her incredulously.
"He's going to walk the dogs?" the woman asked in astonishment.
"Yes, that's what my boss ordered, that's what I came to do," Eva said passively.
"Well, go get the suit that Mr. Demetrio will wear for the meeting with the Chinese while I look for the animals. His room is on the top floor, take that elevator," the old woman pointed to the elevator on the right, and Eva directed her steps there.
In a few minutes, the elevator opened and Eva marveled at the beautiful shiny black floor at her feet. Everything was extremely elegant and neat; the walls with paintings and statues on the sides gave it a masterful look.
He kept walking until he reached the mahogany door and began to knock.
"Come in," said the seductive, sexy voice of her boss.
Eva swallowed hard, she couldn't deny that her boss aroused strange and unfamiliar feelings in her. She took a deep breath and turned the doorknob, just as she felt the air leave her lungs, so she saw.
Her boss was sitting at a small table with a cup of coffee in his hand. His hair was wet, he was wearing a white towel around his neck, but that wasn't the most impressive thing, the point was that he was wearing boxer briefs, a pronounced bulge was showing, which Eva couldn't help but stare at.
"My God, sir!" stammered Eva at the sight of it. She felt like she was going to faint, her voice trembling as if she had never seen a half-naked man before. And it was true, Eva had never seen a man like that, not even in a magazine or on TV, she had no time for that, she had spent her whole life studying to waste time on vague entertainments.
"For God's sake, Miss Evangelina, I don't think you'll be traumatized to see me like this." Demetrio rose from his chair and paced the huge room in search of the suit. "This is the suit, please have it ready for tonight, we leave for the company at eight o'clock." Eva took the suit in her hands. She was still trembling with fear. She had to control her breathing or she might faint at any moment.
She walked hurriedly, almost running out of the room at the derisive laughter of her boss.
What is wrong with this man, he has no respect for a lady. She thought, trying to calm down, but it seemed that Demetrio wanted her to die at that moment, because the next thing Eva saw left her speechless.
Two dark brown Neapolitan mastiffs were waiting for her.
"Fuck!" exclaimed Eva in amazement as she saw the huge animals standing there, motionless as statues. "They don't bite, do they?" she asked adjusting her glasses.
"Not if they like you, no," said the white-haired woman.
Eva swallowed hard and leaned toward the woman, who immediately began licking her face.
"You're lucky, she likes you," the housekeeper said.
"Yeah, well. Come on, Tony and Tomy." The woman removed their collars, grabbing them by their chains with one hand while holding her boss's suit with the other.
The dogs began to walk quietly, although Evangelina found it difficult to carry them due to their enormous weight, she walked with them to the garage to leave the suit in her car and take the mastiffs for a walk.
Demetrio watched her through the glass window of his room with a big smile on his face. Eva was trying to control the animals that had taken off running, causing her to chase after them in fear. They threw her to the ground and rolled her over, completely damaging the secretary's clothes, which were quite irritated.
"I won't deal with them anymore! Your animals are definitely not well-behaved, sir. They've made a chacha out of me!" she shouted as she entered the dining room where her boss was having breakfast.
"They were just playing with you, Eva, don't exaggerate," Demetrio replied without looking at her, patiently shoveling the morsels into his mouth.
Eva looked at him annoyed, biting her lips so as not to send her boss to hell.Exaggerated! He made her run, sweat, as well as retreat on the floor, and he calls her overreacting!
"Excuse me, I'm not overreacting, Mr. Laurenti, I smell like a dog now, and you still haven't come to the office, where you should be right now, not here running your errands," she said passively, trying to keep her composure.
"Stop being so bitter, didn't you sleep with her last night? You look stressed, Miss Anderson." Demetrio took a sip of coffee, not taking his eyes off the newspaper in his hands.
Eva approached him, catching his attention, and he immediately turned to look at her, so close that although he smelled like a dog, he could also smell an exquisite vanilla perfume, soft but delicate.
"Mr. Demetrio, I don't have a boyfriend, I'm a woman who doesn't have time for such things." Demetrio looked at her with big eyes. Antonio was right, the girl was a virgin! "And now excuse me, I have to pick up your suit, I'll see you at the office."
The Italian stood still, trying to understand Eva's words in his head, what did they mean she was a virgin? Really? He swallowed saliva hard and felt his body start to boil in a strange way, it was as if knowing that Eva had not been with a man caused him a mammoth desire.
"Wait, Miss Anderson!" he followed her into the garage. He wanted to ask her if she was a virgin, but his eyes strayed to the beat-up, faded car next to one of her prized possessions. "What is this junk, whose junk is it? Louis!" cried Demetrius wildly.
"Yes, tell me, sir?" the chauffeur replied at once.
"Whose junk is this?" he shouted furiously.
Eva felt her blood run cold, she felt as if smoke was going to come out of her brain. She took a deep breath to control herself.
"It's mine, sir." Demetrio's gaze fell on Eva's gray eyes, who glared back at him, proud of the big car she owned.
"Really?" he snorted. "This piece of junk is yours?" snorted Demetrio wryly.
"Yes, and if you'll excuse me, I have to go, I won't mess up your precious cars with mine again," Demetrio grinned.
"She's not only ugly, she's proud," he said graciously.
Eva went to the dry cleaners, her clothes still smelled of dog and that made her uncomfortable because people around her noticed it and made gestures in her face that made the secretary a little uncomfortable.
"Thank you," he gestured to the laundry girl, who grimaced at the smell.
A few minutes later, she was in the office, with piles of folders and work to organize waiting for her, so she decided to change and get going.
The watch on her wrist beeped, telling her to take the coffee to her boss's office, so she got up, and under the gaze of the people still glaring at her, she made the coffee and headed for her boss's office.
"What are you doing here, Tamara?" asked Demetrio to the girl who entered without knocking.
"I came to say good morning to you, boss." Demetrio, rolled his eyes, but then his eyes focused on the beautiful blonde who began to unbutton her shirt, exposing her breasts.
Demetrio looked at her with a sideways smile, even though he wanted it, he couldn't help but feel his body burning with passion, yes, he was promiscuous and he knew it.
He grabbed the blonde by the arm and made her bend over to spread her legs and quickly buried himself in her as the receptionist started screaming her head off.
"Sir, I brought you your coffee," Eva said from the other side of the door, but Demetrio seemed so focused that he didn't get to hear her.
No, this time he won't scold me for handing him the blessed cold coffee, he thought and pulled the door open.
Evangelina stood still and watched her boss having sex with the receptionist.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, dropping the coffee cup on the floor and making them both look at her.
"Evangelina!" said Demetrio with a smile as he saw Eva's red face, who looked like she had never seen such a scene in a movie before. Her face was one of terror.
She zipped up and gestured for the receptionist to make herself comfortable and leave. She did so in embarrassment, walking past Eva who stood motionless.
"I told you to knock or you'd find this," he moved closer to her. He liked to feel her tremble when he was near.
"Sir, I... I'm sorry, it won't happen again," she said, adjusting her glasses nervously.
"Tell me, Evangelina, are you a virgin?" he asked, sticking close to her. The Italian's body shuddered. She was eager to find out what was behind the old-fashioned attire his secretary was wearing.
"For God's sake, what a question!".
"Normal," he turned away. "It's just a question," he said, looking out the window. Her body was boiling.
"Well, yes," she whispered, who didn't know why the hell she was saying such intimate things to her boss.
Laureti's eyes lit up, but when he turned to say something to Eva, she simply wasn't there, she was gone.