My Enigmatic Boss

“Yes,” she pants. “Please.”
I groan as I grip the base of my dick and guide it to her mouth. She opens wide and engulfs me immediately, sinking low and sliding back up.
“Like that, baby,” I groan as she sets a quick pace. “You look so gorgeous like this.”
She moans lowly, and the vibrations make my cock twitch. It only takes a few minutes of her eagerly blowing me for me to be pushed over the edge. She swallows down every drop, tucks my soft dick back into my boxers, and gets to her feet.
“Jasmine,” I start, but before I can say anything, she turns and bolts out of the restroom.
I sigh as I watch her leave. Now I’ve really gone and fucked things up.

Chapter 3
Jasmine.
If I thought things were bad between Clark and me before, I’d have to come up with a new word to describe how things are now. I show up on the set a few minutes before six, and the crew is already almost done with set up. I plan to head to my trailer and stay lowkey until I get called out, but immediately as I arrive on set, Lydia is on me.
“What the hell happened between you and Mr. Director yesterday?” she whispers to me in a conspiring tone.
“Nothing happened,” I shrug. “He was stressed and anxious about the movie, and we just talked a bit then he left.”
“Right,” she said with a disbelieving tone. “You two ‘talked’.” She makes air quotes with her fingers around the word.
“We did!” I insist, even though it sounds fake to my own ears.
“Okay, girl, keep your secrets,” Lydia says slyly. “Nothing stays hidden from me for too long.”
She winks and walks off, leaving me standing there alone.
Nothing did happen, I try to convince myself. You just gave the director of the movie you’re acting AND the man you have a crush on a blowjob in a men's restroom — no big deal.
“Hey, Jazz.” I turn around and see Declan waving at me enthusiastically. Clark is standing right beside him, and immediately he looks up, and his eyes meet mine. I avert my gaze.
It’s going to be a long day.
Clark
“Just talk to her, man!” Declan cries out in exasperation. “So what if she gave you the best suck of your life and now has your balls in her purse? Stranger things have happened! Today was the most awkward cringe-worthy experience of my life.”
I run my palm over my face with a sigh. “It’s not that easy, Declan. She bolts out of the room every time I so much as look in her direction. She regrets it.”
The set is nearly empty, with only a few crew members hanging around as Declan and I head outside to our cars. All through the day, Jasmine has been avoiding eye contact with me, and we haven’t been within a five-foot radius of each other for longer than two minutes.
“Maybe you just need to get her alone,” Declan suggests, “so she will have nowhere to run.”
“First of all, that sounds incredibly creepy,” I say, to which Declan laughs. “Second, don’t you think it’s a bit inappropriate? Me and her?”
“No.” Declan asks, brows furrowing in confusion, “Why would it be?”
“Besides the obvious age difference, we’re coworkers. We shouldn’t-”
“You are both fully grown adults,” Declan interrupts me. “If you’re into her and she’s into you, there’s absolutely no reason for you not to go for it.”
“The key words there are ‘if she’s into me’,” I reply with a sigh. “With the way she has been avoiding me, I highly doubt it.”
“Only one way to find out,” Declan says with a mischievous tone to his voice. He nudges me and gestures with his head towards our right, and I see Jasmine standing right there on the curb. She has her coat in one hand and is holding her phone with the other, smiling at something on the screen.
“Go talk to her,” Declan whispers to me. “Now is the perfect chance.”
“What?” I whisper back, panicked. “No!”
“Yes!” he replies, pushing me forward slightly.
“Declan, stop!”
“Hey, Jasmine!” he calls out suddenly, and I cringe as she turns to us in surprise.
“Hey,” she calls back warily. Declan starts to head towards her, and I have no choice but to follow.
“What are you doing on set so late?” Declan asks her conversationally. “We finished shooting almost two hours ago.”
“Yeah,” she shrugs sheepishly. “I had a lot on my mind, so I decided to take a walk and lost track of time. I’m trying to get a car to take me home now, but it’s taking longer than it should.”
“Oh!” Declan exclaims like he just thought of the most genius thing. “Where do you live? Clark can drop you off.”
Both Jasmine and I immediately start declining, but Declan speaks over us both. “It will be no problem for him at all,” he continues like I’m not talking. “Of course, I would have offered myself, but I’m in a hurry as it is. Well, you two crazy kids have a good night, okay!” He pats me on the back with a wink and then leaves Jasmine and me in awkward silence.
“Look, you don’t have to-”
“I don’t mind,” I interrupt her. “It’s no problem.”
She seems to think about it for a moment before she finally relents and follows me to my car without speaking a word. The car ride to her house is tense and silent; the only conversation is when she directs me to her apartment complex. We get there in less than fifteen minutes, but when I park my car outside the building, she remains seated in the passenger seat.
“I’m sorry,” she suddenly blurts out. Her eyes are trained downwards to her hands on her lap.
“What for?” I ask,