Nothing that Katie will remember

Katie was in heaven. She felt relaxed but also extremely excited. She felt comfortable, at peace, and very aroused. She pressed her body against Andrew’s as their tongues danced a lustful tango. She loved the feel of his lips, and his moans only fueled her fervor. It felt so wonderful to kiss Andrew. It felt so right.

His hand found the back of her head and pulled her closer. Katie took the cue and redoubled her efforts, trying her best to convey the magnitude of her passion. Her own hands roamed his naked body, feeling his chest, his back, his thigh. She felt his body tense and twitch in response to her caresses, his sizable erection pulsing and straining against her touch. His manhood was perfect. Exquisite.

Her tongue continued to dance around the intruder in her mouth. She loved pleasing him. She loved pleasuring him. Her head bobbed up and down as his hand rested on the back of her head, offering gentle guidance. There was a slight tug on her hairline as he worked to keep her hair out of her face. She had never enjoyed giving a blowjob before, but something about Andrew made it so pleasurable. There was something about serving him, pleasing him, making him feel good, making his life better. It set her body alight with passion. She felt happy kneeling between his legs, hearing him moan in response to her ministrations. It turned her on so much.

“Oh God,” he moaned, “good girl.”

Those two simple words.

Like the flip of a switch, Katie felt her arousal detonate into an explosion of orgasmic bliss. Her toes curled, her butt clenched, and she moaned loudly around his pulsing erection. She sealed her lips around his shaft and felt him release, spurting his salty seed into her mouth. Their simultaneous orgasms intertwined in beautiful ecstasy. She felt blissful. She felt happy. She brought him pleasure. She had been a good employee.

She was a good girl.

She—

She woke up. Katie looked around as reality snapped back around her, the proper reality. She was sitting on a bench outside one of the auditoriums. People walked by, barely paying her any mind. Had she fallen asleep on the bench? She remembered talking with Martin... He showed her a video... Right? Did that make sense? Or was that just a dream too?

Her thoughts felt jumbled, like she was still half asleep. She tried remembering how she fell asleep on the bench, but all she could grasp onto was her dream as Andrew's good... employee. With each second that past, the dream became more and more fleeting, as if it was being stripped from her short-term memory, but it had been so vivid, it almost felt real. An inferno of arousal still consumed her body in response to it. Her stiff nipples strained against the silk of her corset, and she was still flushed with wet arousal between her legs. Her mind was wrapped in a foggy amnesia, unable to recall exactly how she ended up falling asleep on that bench, but amid the haze, one thought resonated with sparkling clarity.

She needed to see Andrew.

**

Katie stood outside Andrew’s hotel room, her hand hovered in mid-air as she prepared to knock. She felt absolutely certain he was in there, though she couldn’t recall him mentioning his plans for the evening. She took a breath as she tried to arrange the words in her head. She’d have to tell him the kiss had been a mistake, and that they’d need to find a way for her to find some pleasure for herself whenever she took care of him. It was simple. Straightforward.

But when the door opened, all the words evaporated from her mind. She felt like a deer caught in the headlights of an incredibly sexy semi truck. Her fist was still raised, poised to knock on his door. Andrew stood there with a pleasantly surprised look. He had changed from his previous charcoal suit into a similarly cut black one. He even changed his shirt and tie, going with a burgundy tie that nearly matched Katie's corset.

His light bkue eyes met hers with a calm intensity that froze her in place and made her weak in the knees at the same time.

"Katie!" he said with a smile, "I was just about to see if you were in your room."

Words completely escaped Katie, but she managed to lower her fist. Seeing the blues of his eyes flooded Katie with memories of the dream she had while she snoozed on the bench. The dream that had left her thong wet and her nipples hard, a feeling that was slowly starting to reemerge.

She heard the words in her mind again, "Good girl." It felt so good to hear him say it, even if only in a fantasy. Her eyes darted to his lips and she imagined them forming the sounds, but her mind quickly remembered kissing them. How they felt upon her own lips. How it made her feel. How good it felt.

And finally how she needed to tell him they couldn't kiss again. She needed to find the words, but her brain searched and found none.

“Katie.” Andrew’s voice broke through her reverie and she snapped back to the present. He smiled, barely addressing her silence, and stepped out the door, letting it close behind him. “Come with me. I've ordered a car to take us to a store. I thought we could shop for those new workout clothes you mentioned.”

Katie managed a nod, and her heart raced as she stepped aside to let him lead.

Katie found herself following Andrew like a lovesick puppy. She found herself pressed snugly against his side, eagerly drinking in every word of his small chat as she followed him down the hallway, into the elevator, through the lobby, and into the waiting taxi. She wanted to tell him that what happened earlier was a mistake and that they shouldn't ever kiss again, but she also didn't want him to stop talking. His words, as mundane as they were, captivated her psyche like an exquisite symphony. Every glance that he sent her way **** butterflies to perform acrobatics in her stomach, but despite longing for the melty, mushy feeling she had any time she looked in his effervescent blue eyes, Katie's gaze was locked on his lips. She watched them move through every syllable and sound, but her mind kept imagining them pressed against her own, moving in tandem as their tongues danced a sweet waltz. Ever since she kissed him, she hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. Whereas earlier she was worried about the consequences of their kiss, now she couldn't stop fantasizing about it.

It had felt so good to kiss him in that moment, like her whole body breathed a sexy sigh of relief. There was passion, there was chemistry, there was electricity. Kissing was something she always took for granted, but it was also something she always thoroughly enjoyed. It felt so good...

Did it feel as good for Andrew?

Like an unexpected intruder, the question **** its way into her fantasy. She had spent all this time worrying about the consequences and what the kiss meant to her, she forgot to wonder what it meant to her boss. He hadn't expected a kiss from her when she went to talk to him in his room. He hadn't tried to kiss her again since then, but...

But he must have enjoyed it. Right? Katie replayed the events in her head. Her hand on his erection, his moans and groans, the way his body moved... It all seemed to shift into overdrive once she started kissing him. His body writhed and squirmed in response. His... his penis strained harder against her hand. And in the throes of it all, he orgasmed. All of his pent-up arousal and frustration released only after she started kissing him.

Of course he enjoyed it. He must have loved it.

Just like she-

"Are you coming?"

Katie blinked and looked around. The car was stopped and parked, and Andrew was standing outside looking in. His cerulean gaze gleamed at her even in the darkness of the evening light and his hand was outstretched to help her out of the backseat. Katie had no recollection of arriving or of Andrew getting out of the car. She must have spaced out again, lost in another... vivid daydream. She wasn't exactly sure if she should be concerned about the frequency of her sexy and steamy daydreams, but her body definitely felt ready for more. She felt a familiar heat between her legs.

Trying to suppress her emotions, she reached out and took Andrew's offered hand. She knew she couldn't let her arousal get the best of her; she needed to be able to tell Andrew that she wouldn't kiss him again. She needed to set the boundary and enforce it. He'd probably be disappointed, but it was necessary if she was going to balance Jake's-fiancé-Katie with Andrew's-employee-Katie.

As they walked away from the taxi, Andrew placed his hand on Katie's butt and she snuggled against his side. She didn't mind having his hand on her butt because she was just doing her job as his employee, but it felt so comfortable and so natural that she wondered if he had done the same thing in the hotel hallway... Or in the lobby... Or as they went out to the taxi. She tried to remember, but she just remembered being lost in a mushy haze. Now, though, she was acutely aware of his hand and its proximity to the bottom of her skirt. How easy it would be for him to flip it up and cop a feel of her bare ass.

"No!" she thought, "Get a hold of yourself. No kissing and definitely no skin-on-skin contact."

He led her to a different shop than where they had purchased their gym clothes before. While the first one was more like a general sporting goods store, this one was like a boutique. They walked in off the street and a bell jingled at the door. Katie was instantly enamoured with the outfits they offered. They had looser fitting tops with cutout backs, tighter tops made of a soft, moisture-wicking material, leggings of every length sporting mesh paneling, and they even had mannequins fitted with jackets and shawls to stay in line with the season.

There were so many wonderful options that Katie immediately started flipping through racks and picking out pieces. She completely forgot about her kissing dilemma as she grabbed numerous tops, leggings and shorts. That is until she saw Andrew out of the corner of her eye. He was watching her with an infatuated grin and when Katie turned her head to meet his gaze, her thoughts once again vacated the present. It made her feel so good knowing that even in a situation like this, where he was treating her to a shopping trip, she could still be a good employee for him by being eye candy and making his life better. She was really starting to love being a good employee for him and she even loved doing everything that it entailed. She wanted to make his life better. She wanted to bring him pleasure. She wanted to kiss him. Why couldn't she kiss him?!

It wasn't fair!

Katie dropped her goofy grin and tore her gaze away from Andrew. She buried her head into the rack of clothes once again, but her mind kept reeling about the kiss. It brought him pleasure, it brought her pleasure, and it didn't take anything away from Jake. How could something so good be considered bad? She knew it was infidelity. She knew it was cheating, but why? Why did it have to be cheating?

"How are you doing today?" came a peppy and eager voice.

"We're doing well!" Andrew replied. Katie looked up to see a woman approach them. She was slightly younger than Katie, with shoulder-length blonde hair and a fit body. Completely adorned in athletic apparel, she looked like she could be a model for one of the brands in the store.

"I think she's just finding a few things and then she'll probably need a fitting room," continued Andrew. Katie gave the girl a curt smile and moved on to the next sack. Normally she could have spoken for herself, but her train of thought was barreling down a different track and she didn't want to derail it. Besides, it was kind of nice to have someone take the lead for her.

"OK! Well, I'm Sasha, come find me whenever you're ready or if you have any questions." With that, the woman left.

Katie knew Andrew would be checking out her ass as she walked away, but she didn't mind. That's what the girl was hired for: to make the clothes look good. Just like Katie was hired to make her boss's life better. At the end of the day, Sasha was hired so people could ogle her and see how hot the clothes looked, and Katie was hired to make her boss's life better by bringing him pleasure.

She really wished she could kiss him again. Not just for her own enjoyment, but to also make her a better employee. It could be such a valuable and simple tool in her arsenal. The idea was moot, however. Kissing her boss would be cheating on Jake. It was just as forbidden as sex or...

Katie blushed as a brief memory of her dream flashed through her mind, eliciting a reaction from her body that was becoming more and more familiar. It all served to snap her from her quiet contemplation just enough to realize how heavy the pile of clothes on her left arm felt. Apparently she liked a lot of the clothes in that store and her absent-minded picking had really piled up. She looked up from the rack and glanced around the small boutique. Andrew had abandoned his position watching her, and was now chatting with Sasha the sales associate. They were clearly discussing some of the clothes on the other side of the store, but they were both smiling and laughing occasionally and Katie couldn't help but feel a small twinge of jealousy. She tried to suppress it, after all Andrew was a free man and could do what he wanted, but Katie knew it was futile to deny her feelings.

She walked over to the two of them, feeling slightly annoyed but also slightly embarrassed by her emotions. They both looked up as she approached.

"Hey!" smiled Andrew, "Sasha says she likes this one." He held up an emerald green crop top with a high neckline and an open back that was adorned with criss crossing strap. "Do you want to try it?"

"Sure!" said Katie, still trying to maintain her cool. She was honestly surprised that Andrew would pick out something that could hide her cleavage, but she wasn't going to turn him down.

"You all ready?" Sasha asked. Her smile stayed radiant as she turned from Andrew to Katie, which gave Katie a smidgen of relief.

Katie grabbed the green top from Andrew and smiled back. "You bet!" Truthfully, despite how distracted her mind was, Katie was very excited to try on some new clothes. After getting a taste of athletic fashion, she couldn't wait to try on some of the things she found.

Sasha led them to a little hallway in the back of the store where there were four separated rooms. Instead of doors, each room had heavy black curtains that could be pulled across. Sasha gently took the pile of clothes from Katie's arm and hung them up around one of the rooms.

"Here you go!" she announced with a smile, "Feel free to let me know if you need any other sizes brought to you." As Katie entered the room and thanked her, Sasha turned and walked back into the main store.

Katie grabbed the curtain and began pulling it across. It certainly didn't offer any security if she wanted to lock someone out, but she trusted Andrew not to barge in. Still... A little flirting couldn't hurt.

"Don't get any funny ideas, Mister," she said as she turned to look at him, a wry smile plastered across her face, "I know it will take a lot of self control, but no peeking." He smirked back as she finished closing the curtain between them. The idea of him peeking in was oddly hot, but she knew he respected her enough not to try. Flirting was fine, kissing was not, and seeing each other naked was definitely off limits.

"I'm actually going to keep looking through the store," he called through the curtain.

Disappointment coursed through Katie. "I thought you'd want to see me model some of these," she called back as she worked on removing her corset.

Andrew chuckled. "It's like you said yesterday, this way I'll have some surprises to look forward to when we do yoga."

She heard him walk away and suddenly felt very alone. Just a confused, anxious, and annoyingly horny woman in a room full of clothes. Naked apart from a burgundy thong, she looked around the room, at all the clothes, and it just seemed daunting. All of her previous excitement had seemingly vanished alongside the departure of her... her boss. Katie grabbed a sports bra and began putting it on, trying her best not to picture Andrew flirting with the sales girl. For some reason, the idea really bothered her. She knew he was a man and he wasn't tied to her romantically, but it was also Katie's job to bring him pleasure and take care of his needs. If he was seeking feminine attention elsewhere, did that mean she was she failing as an employee?

Katie knew it was her responsibility as an employee to be constantly improving and always looking for new and better ways to fulfill her role. The whole reason she had come to the convention was to become a better employee, but had she reached her peak? Was there any more she could offer Andrew? Would he evenrually try to find her replacement if she stopped improving? If she couldn't kiss him... would he try to find someone that could?

Would kissing even be enough?

She hadn't even considered that before, but for some reason the question echoed through her head while she worked the zipper on an outfit. Would he even be satisfied with only kissing and some over the pants action? Sure, it was great, she blushed thinking about their shared passion earlier in his hotel room, but it wasn't sex. Kissing certainly served to increase the passion and the pleasure, but it certainly lacked some important elements. For one, it didn't require genitalia, but it also lacked the same intimacy and connection you'd get from sex. It was also mostly harmless; no one ever got pregnant from a hot make out session. There were no two ways about it; kissing wasn't sex.

But then... Why was it considered cheating?

Katie paused. Her hand had half zipped up the front of the grey bodysuit romper that felt like a second skin on her body. Her fingers clutched onto the pull, but stopped dead alongside the obtrusive thought, leaving her cleavage and bra completely exposed. It seemed like such an alien thought... But why was kissing considered cheating?

What harm could come from it? It wasn't sex. It couldn't lead to pregnancies. It was just something two adults did to... enhance what was already happening. Right? It wasn't cheating.

Sure, some people would still consider it cheating, they couldn't be swayed, but what Jake didn't know...

A grin spread across Katie's face as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hand finished zipping up the front of the bodysuit despite its **** to fasten over her large breasts. Kissing wasn't cheating. Sex was cheating, absolutely, but as long as she didn't let kissing progress that far, Katie could absolutely step up as Andrew's employee.

She looked at herself in the mirror, Andrew's sexy employee. The grey bodysuit hugged her every curve and showed off her hourglass figure. The outline of her bra was unfortunately apparent, but without implants to hold her breasts up it would have to do. The only problem was that the neckline was too high; she knew Andrew loved ogling her chest. She grinned at herself once again and her hand moved back up to the zipper.

**

"Katie? Is everything alright?" came Andrew's voice through the curtain, "Did you need me to get something?"

Katie reached through the curtain and pulled him into the fitting room. The room was cramped to with the two of them in there and all the clothes hanging on the walls, but there was still enough space for him to get an eyeful of her outfit.

"What's going-," his train of thought was completely derailed by the sight of cleavage that Katie offered. She had changed from the supportive sports bra into a slinky top that was hardly more than a piece of cloth wrapped around her chest. It offered less support and coverage than most of the bikinis Katie had ever worn in her life, and over top she still wore the gray bodysuit romper, but it was unzipped until just above her navel. She giggled at the way his dazzling blue eyes glazed over as he took it all in.

"I approve of this," said Andrew once he arose from his stupor. Katie blushed and grinned. She pulled herself close to him and could feel his manhood hardening through his pants. "Is this why you wanted me to come here?" he asked.

"Well, yes..." Katie purred as she looked up at her boss, at his eyes, at his lips. Her breasts pushed firmly against his body and she was sure that he'd be able to feel her diamond hard nipples through the thin cloth. "But I also wanted to ask you if you'd be OK with cutting our shopping trip early."

Andrew looked down at Katie, with a look of mildly amused confusion. "Sure. Do you not like the clothes here?"

"I do," Katie said with a smile as she wrapped her arms wrapped behind his neck, "But I don't want to spend any more time trying them on, when I'd rather be doing this." She pulled Andrew in and placed her lips on his. He tensed up momentarily from the surprise before Katie felt him soften into her embrace and reciprocate her kiss.

Katie felt a great burden lift from her shoulders as their tongues danced. She felt Andrew's enthusiasm match her own. Their bodies pressed into each other and she could feel him begin to harden. His soft moans electrified her, sending frisson to course across her body, because she knew she was the source of his pleasure.

Their kiss felt like a cathartic sigh of relief. She didn't have to worry about letting him down. She didn't have to worry about whether or not she could step up as Andrew's employee. Finally, there was no doubt and no guilt, just the satisfaction of finding pleasure while keeping her boss happy.

Katie felt like a good employee.

Sasha's voice came through the curtain and put an unfortunate end to their tryst. "I hope you're not doing what I think you're doing in there."

Katie and Andrew broke off their kiss and looked at each other with guilty amusement.

"Get changed," whispered Andrew.

Katie nodded and he went through the curtain. "Sorry about that," Katie heard him say, "We were just discussing something and we'll take it all. Do you offer delivery?"