The mistaken identity 2 episode 10

*THE MISTAKEN IDENTITY
*SEASON TWO*
*EPISODE TEN
*WRITTEN BY: Author George Haman
She just grabbed my collar and gave me a deep k-ss then sat on my laps, took my right hand and began pressing it against her left b-ob. I pulled off my hand then said;
“Silvia stop your madness! This is an office we are in and not a bedroom.” I said as I got her off my laps.
I knew Mwikali would think of visiting me in the office since we rarely met each other and if she met me with Sly, we both would be dead meat.
“Am I not beautiful Sir?” She asked as she sat back on the desk and placed her legs a bit more apart.
“I never said you are not beautiful dear. Actually you are more than beautiful.” I said politely.
“Then why don’t you want me?” She asked.
“Sly, we are at work. Let us talk about this after work please.” I said to end all the drama.
Sly just became emotional all of a sudden and began shedding tears. I could smell alcohol in her breath but she was an amazing secretary, I could not let her ruin her job just like that. I got up then took her hands and said;
“Sly, you are an amazing girl and any man would desire to have a girl like you in his life including me. Right now you are not sobber and if Mwikali finds out that you came to work drunk, she will fire you immediately. Go home and I will see you on Monday; we shall talk about this when you are sobber.”
“Sir please don’t fire me.” She said desperately as she sobbed.
“I am not going to have you fired Sly but let this be the last time you are coming to work drunk because not everyone here in this company is your friend, they might set you up and you are the best sec I ever had.” I said calmly.
“I did not come to work drunk sir, I had some in my desk and I could not handle the many thoughts in my head, I just took a little to clear out my head.” She said.
“What is bothering you dear?” I asked curiously.
“You changed all of a sudden sir. You are never friendly to me anymore.” She replied then leaned on my shoulder.
I took her and placed her on my chest then began to stroke her back.
“Let us go I take you home Sly, I will do the remaining work.
Tomorrow, take a day off and on Monday we shall go out for lunch together we talk about this.” I said and took her arm.
She was not staggering since she was just tipsy so we walked out of the office like people going to attend to an urgent matter then we went to the car and I drove her home. That was my first time to get to her house; I did not know where she lived.
I gave her a peck then left her in,side the house and drove back to the office. I found Mwikali had left together with Teyie so I decided to end my shift earlier than the stipulated time; I just missed hanging out with Viola.
At around 3pm, I locked my office and left, I was headed home. The following day I was off as well so the remaining work, I carried it to complete it in the house since I had given Sly a day off.
While driving home, I got a call from Silvia telling me that she was not feeling well. From the tone she used, I heard like someone who was in need of fast medical attention.
I quickly turned the car and took the route heading towards her house. It was about twenty minutes away with low traffic, I managed to get there in fifteen minutes since the traffic was clear. I quickly parked the car outside her apartment then rushed towards her room. The door was unlocked so I pushed it open and rushed in.
When I got to the sitting room, there was nobody there, I began calling out her name. The first two times I called out, there was no response then I heard some noises in the bedroom. I rushed to the bedroom only to find Sly lying on the floor motionless; I could not believe my eyes.
I quickly knelt beside her and felt her pulse, it was normal. I then turned her to face upwards and tried to wake her up but all she could do was just make noises like a drunk person. I assumed that it was a blackout after over-drinking so I took her in my arms and carried her to bed.
While I was putting her on the bed, she held tightly on to my neck pulling me to the bed as well. She then went for my l-ips and began k-ssing me hungrily. I pushed her away then got up but she grabbed my hand and pulled me back; she was still drunk.
“Silvia what is the meaning of this?” I asked with a deep tone.
“Ham, you gave an excuse that we were in the office, now we are in the bedroom, am I not good enough for you?” She asked.
I stared at her for a while saying nothing. The reason why I was avoiding to sleep with her was because it would affect our relationsh¡p at work and I did not want that.
On one hand, Sly was way too beautiful, she was a hundred percent t-rn on. On the other hand, she was my secretary and already I had a secret affair with my boss, engaging into another affair with a workmate, more so my secretary, would land me into trouble.
I tried to cook up an excuse to avoid sleeping with her but she was so determined and had me all cornered; not to forget that she was a professional k-sser. I decided to just give her a short rom-nce then dare her to a drinking contest so that she could blackout, but little did I know, I was setting up a trap for us both…