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Illicit Affair- Chapter 4- Drunk in Lust
Date: 9/25/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: SweetestSins, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories
The lights in Gabriel’s condo illuminated the hall as soon as he flicked on the light switch. He shut the door when Rachel stepped inside, and then helped her out of her coat first before he hung his own in the closet. “Make yourself at home.” The ceiling lights in the living room dimly glowed as Rachel entered Gabriel’s “lair” for the very first time. It felt like uncharted territory. I can’t believe I’m actually in his personal space, she thought, standing in awe, taking in the each second of the experience as if she were admiring timeless paintings at a prestigious art gallery. Based on the square feet of the home, Rachel guessed that it must have been worth millions. She had always loved condominiums that offered an open concept design. Gabriel’s decorative taste was modern and masculine. She especially liked the monochromatic colors in his furniture, the espresso hardwood flooring, and the black spherical fireplace that was mounted on the white washed wall. His collection of abstract art matched the thematic décor of his home. His kitchen was masterfully constructed with all stainless steel appliances, a dark marble-top island with four steel lamps that hung right above it. The dark cabinetry looked custom made, reminding Rachel of something she had once seen in a Home Sense catalogue. She wondered if he ever put this humongous kitchen to good use. Her mother would have (if she was still alive). It was only 10:30, but their time at the theater had seemed longer. Gabriel ... took off his blazer and rested it over his black leather sofa. He was used to wining and dining many women at his home and was accustomed to female company, but it felt different having his intern there. Being around Rachel at work was hard enough, but now that she was standing in his home… with his bedroom so close by… it was hard not to entertain such steamy sexual thoughts. Get your head out of the gutter, he told himself as he headed toward the minibar to fix them both a much needed drink. “I love your place.” “Thanks.” Gabriel poured some Scotch for himself and then fixed a glass of Peach Schnapps and Vodka for Rachel. “How long have you lived here?” she asked, wondering if it was too personal. “Five years.” He walked over to her and handed her the drink. “Thanks.” “Have a seat,” he encouraged. Rachel carefully maneuvered herself to the sofa and sat down. The view of the city was amazing from Gabriel’s living room windows. She was busy admiring the nightlife when the glass coffee table began to glow. A futuristic screen displayed over the glass, featuring a digital playlist of some sort. “Pick a song,” said Gabriel, joining her and seating himself beside her with drink in hand. “It’s motion detecting. You don’t even need to touch it, just hover your fingers like this—see?” He moved two fingers upward as if he were scrolling over a laptop track pad. “Wow! This is amazing! I’ve never seen technology like this before.” “That’s because it’s not on the market yet.” He smiled. ...