Dr Anderson's POV
I stepped out of the ward where children were placed in medical tanks, and shut the door. Recalling Mr Crawford's stern warning, I locked the door with my key, and double-checked to be sure.
A whole lot has changed since I began working full-time for Mr Crawford. For instance I have a personal key to the secret ward, and to the private elevator, I'm no longer subjected to scrutiny at every of my arrival, plus I am fully in charge of Mr Crawford's so called medical team. They all consisted of self proclaimed scientists who knew nothing about science.
Once I stepped out of the private elevator downstairs, I headed straight to Mr Crawford's office, even though I knew he was not in.
"Good afternoon, Dr Anderson." Michelle greeted me, once I got close enough.
With a slight nod I acknowledged her greeting, and continued my walk towards Mr Crawford's office.
"Mr Crawford is not in." Michelle informed me, and I couldn't help but notice the edge in her voice.
Not sure what it was, I headed to her desk instead to find out.
"What am I supposed to do now? I need to see him." I mused
"Is there a problem?" Michelle asked, concerned.
"No, there's not. I just don't feel up to going back home. It can be very lonely." I explained, baiting her. Since I was introduced to Mitchelle, I have fantasized about having sex with her so that I imagine Sonia to be her each time we had sex.
"You can sit with me." Michelle offered, and I looked sharply at her. There was a tingling sweetness in her voice.
"If you want, that is." She quickly added. She must have misinterpreted my look to be disapproving.
"Of course I want to." I replied, breaking the awkward silence which now hovered.
I eased into the chair she offered me, and watched as a pleased smile crept up her lips.
"How did it go today?" Michelle asked, striking a conversation.
"Not bad." I answered briefly. Even though she was Mr Crawford's personal assistant, I wasn't sure how much she knew about what went on upstairs.
Speaking of upstairs, today was hectic. Whatever Dr Sofia did to Stuart is working, and working very well.
She sensed my reluctance in discussing work with her, and she dropped the topic immediately, and I couldn't be more relieved.
"You keep looking out as though you are expecting someone." She pointed out after a few minutes of silence.
"I'm not sure how Mr Crawford will react if he sees me here. I explained.
"Me neither, but Mr Crawford has gone for the day, so you need not worry." She assured me.
"How about I buy you a drink after work. You are doing a great job here." I offered cautiously, not sure of her response.
"I don't mix work with pleasure." She answered weakly, giving me a chance to press further.
"Come on, Michelle, all work and no play isn't good for you." I corrected at the end when she fixed me a hard stare.
"Please." I continued when she said nothing.
"Okay fine." She said, agreeing at last.
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Hand in hand, Michelle and I walked to the entrance of my house. It turned out she was not difficult to convince after all.
"You have a nice place." She commented beside me, and I nodded even though it was too dark for her to see it.
While I unlocked the entrance, a thought suddenly crept into me.
What if Sonia is inside?
Although, we had no arrangement to meet today, one can never know with Sonia.
"You are most welcome to my abode." I said in a voice that was way too loud.
"Please make yourself comfortable." I added, heading for the stairs. I needed to be sure we were alone, without giving Michelle a clue.
I stepped into my bedroom, and the breath I was holding released with a whooshing sound when I met it empty. I checked my bathroom, and kitchen to be sure Sonia was not lurking around somewhere.
Although our relationship was clearly undefined, I still very much enjoyed having sex with her, and I intend to keep it going for as long as possible.
"Ànderson." I heard in a voice that sounded so much like Sonia's outside of my bedroom door, and my heart raced.
Mustering enough courage, I stepped outside, only to meet Michelle.
"Michelle." I called weakly, sighing in relief, but she pushed her way past me into the room.
"Is something wrong?" I asked. I could feel her temper rising.
"You left me all by myself down there." She complained.
"Of course I did not. I only wanted to dress up for you." I defended, winking at her.
When she smiled back at me, I knew for certain that she was an easy going lady. Too easy.
"How come you are not dressed yet?" She asked.
"You distracted me." I replied.
"You had more than enough time before I came up here." She pointed out.
"I wasn't sure which outfit would blow your mind." I replied.
"How about we head to the closet, and I tell you what." She offered, leading the way, while I strolled behind.
I stepped into the walk-in closet after her, and lost balance immediately, following Michelle's sudden push which sent my back crashing against the wall.
"Why are you..." I made to ask, but Michelle's mouth pulling mine in a kiss prevented me.
"Come on!" Michelle groaned, pulling away for a split second. Even though I did not stop her from kissing me, I did nothing to urge her on.
I responded to her kiss this time when she pulled my lips back while I wondered within me what was going on.
Having Michelle in my house, and on my bed has been my desire since we were introduced to each other, but the manner with which she threw herself on me worried me. Somehow I felt something fishy was going on but...
A sudden cold on my skin prompted me back to reality as my undershirt joined, and pressed against my suit on the floor.
I suddenly felt sick as I felt Michelle's hands around my waist, trying to get my belt undone.
What is wrong with me?
A few hours ago I would give everything to have this, but now that I have it...
"Is something wrong?" Michelle's voice rang out angrily. She looked disdainfully at me.
"Not at all." I said immediately, lifting her from her feet, not paying attention to my dick which was now hard and bare, and dangling about.
I made a decision just then to flow along with the tide.
I walked out of the closet, carrying Michelle who looked extremely pleased. I was surprised at how not surprised she was at the size of my dick.
Gently, I placed her on the bed, and pushed the thought away, after which I helped her out of her dress, damning her resistance.
"Wow!" I exclaimed, looking at her when I noticed that she was not wearing any panties, and her face flushed in embarrassment.
I pulled out the second drawer in my bedside table, and brought out a pack of condoms.
"Really?" Michelle asked, displeased.