Anderson

I was way behind on my target at the bank, this was when I was still in business development… A friend of mine had told me about her boss, Mr Anderson, Half Igbo, half dutch business owner… She gave me his number and instructed that i do not mention that we knew each other, According to her, he was the strictest director in their office and he has sacked a lot of people for small offences, including girls who feel they can dress inappropriately or even try to come onto him.. I sent Mr Anderson a text, my words precise and straight to the point, requesting to book an appointment with him.

He didn’t respond until I was home, I saw, I had missed a call from him, so i called back. “Hello Sir, My name is Ada, I sent a text earlier regarding a meet?” “Yes, Hello” – he replied and continued; “how did you get my number”… “Hum, Actually, it was given to me on a marketing list” – I replied, quickly rambling the first thing that came to my mind.. “ok, you can come by the office on Monday, say by 11am”… I had barely said thank you before he hung up… What a Jerk!! … Some people can have really stinking attitudes… I had dinner and fell asleep…

All through the weekend, I did my research on Mr Anderson’s company and also a bit of research on him too, some of the intel was from my friend, but I put his social life together on my own.
I wore a peach coloured midi-length gown and a jacket. Makeup was minimal and i applied a nude colour lipstick… When I got to the office, the front desk exec asked me to wait in the reception area, I found a seat and adjusted all my documents. You see the thing with men like Mr Anderson is that they pride themselves on the fact that they are not easily swayed by women, they protect themselves in dismissive statements and bullying, they do not care about office romance, so they are not bothered if everyone in the office hates them, in fact hating them fuels them.

The only way to get Men like this is ABSOLUTE EFFICIENCY. They are a high breed of Sapiosexuals if you do your work exceedingly well, only then will you catch their attention. They do not appreciate or respect laziness or excuses, just get the work done.

When you are in the presence of men like this, you cannot stutter, you must not be loud, you must know your onion and know it intricately, they make it a point of duty to know something about everything, don’t let them school you especially if you claim to be a professional. When you speak, let your confidence seep through, look them directly in the eyes, argue intelligently if you disagree with what they say, only then do you earn their respect… If you falter, they will have you for dinner. You might even end up hating them. Many of you might even have a Mr Anderson in your place of work.

“Ms Ada, The Director will see you now” – The front desk officer said, breaking my thoughts.
“Thank you” – I said as I followed her to his office
When I got in, I walked with all the sass I could muster to his desk, not too fast and not too slow. Too fast; you are desperate. Too slow; you are not serious. It was a very big office, too big in fact. Mr Anderson was facing the window on a call. I stood close to his desk, almost in a soldier-like manner.

Its professional courtesy to only sit when you are asked to sit, that’s why you always ask “may i have a sit” when you go to someone’s office.

He ended his call and turned around
“Good morning Sir, I’m Ada, We Spoke on Friday” – I said, extending my hands to take his.

“Yes Good Morning” – He said, shook my hands and sat down.
“May I sit please? ” – I asked.

“Yea Sure” – He said, motioning for me to take a seat. I thanked him and sat down, flashing my warmest smile.

This man was a fine ass motherfucker, his blue eyes were dreamy, cute face, probably in his mid-30s, now I see why girls would want to try to seduce him. He was a ticking bomb of seduction. I wanted to fuck him too. Men who are overly confident are usually, always good in bed.

“I wouldn’t want to waste too much of your time” – I began, letting my voice find a smooth sail to his ears, my words were matter-of-factly, clear, precise, without any bogus promises of what and what my company could do.

Before you can sway men like this, you need to earn their respect. I spoke to him about our services, answered his questions promptly, related some of our products to his company’s services and how it would be a mutually benefiting relationship for my bank and his firm.

He seemed impressed, I had done my research. I presented my files in a timely and organised manner, I wasn’t rummaging through my bag for a pen or one document. I was ingratiating, suave. I came prepared. I used the time and opportunity he afforded me, effectively and efficiently.

“Ok Ada, You’ve managed to convince me but I’d need to discuss with some of my partners, you can leave the account opening forms with me, I’ll give you a call before the week runs out” – He said. I thanked him and made for the door.

“Aren’t you going to tell me I won’t regret it, its sorta a Nigerian thing to say that after a deal is closed” – Anderson said. He was baiting me, if I took the hook, it means I wasn’t all that I had portrayed myself to be. Men like him don’t want stories, they like actionable plans but most of all they Love Results.

“No Mr Anderson, my work speaks for itself, Enjoy your day sir”

And I left.

“Hello Ada, can you come to the office on Friday by 1 pm to speak to some of my partners?” – Mr Anderson said on the other end of the line

“Yes I can sir, I’ll be there” – I said

Just in time for him to hang up, it seems like he wasn’t really a goodbye person. On Friday, I wore a navy blue criss-cross bodycon midi dress, I even let a little cleavage show, just a little to get his blood running. I accessorized with small drop earrings and a wristwatch. My hair packed into a bun, baby hairs minimal, lipgloss on my lips so its puckered,
I waited in the conference room and stood up to greet all 3 partners as they arrived… I could tell the scent i sprayed while waiting for them must have enveloped them.. They sat down, one of them smiled a little too long but i waved it off, I had it on good authority that Anderson was the one I needed to impress.. They spoke for a while, i took notes, answering their questions as professionally as i could… At the end of the meeting, they signed the forms and gave me a cheque received from a client as the opening balance of the account… It was more than my entire monthly target… I thanked and shook hands with them as the other partners were leaving.. When I was leaving the conference room, A staff opened the door from outside, hitting me and all the documents i had fell to the ground, I immediately bent down to pick it up and so did Anderson… Okies… Surprise… surprise…

Anderson helped me pick up the documents, i thanked him avoiding his eyes, his star struck eyes.. I thanked him and left ******************************************** He kissed me deeply, running his tongue from my neck, down my chest, grabbing my boobs as he did, kissing my stomach, my pudenda moistened, my legs spread wide open, anticipating, wanting all of him, my nipples peaked, i griped out for him.. “fuck me please daddy” as i stared into his blue eyes… His body looking like thor on asgard, I was ready to be his bitch… “woof, woof, woof” – wait why is Anderson barking like a dog, am i dreaming?? I woke up to see my dogs barking, they slept in my room.. Ohh Gawd, but why me though?? 😥🙄🙄 I got up, opened the door so i could put them in the dog house… When i got back, I went back to sleep *************************************** Monday Morning, I got back to the office and the first call I received was from Mr Anderson, He wanted to move their payroll account to my bank too, which means every staff would have to open an account with us.. He wanted me to bring the forms over.
At first, I was quite happy and I couldn’t believe my luck, I mean, come on! I was good but not that good… Men like him don’t hand out freebies, they want something in return. “what is this man’s aim?” – I thought to myself.
I gathered the documents and went to his office. He ushered me in and paid me a compliment, or a sort of compliment… “You look different” – He said… I had makeup on today, i said Thank you and i showed him where to sign. By the time i was done with everyone in their office, it was almost 2pm..while I was standing at the elevator, waiting to go to the ground floor, Mr Anderson was standing beside me.

We entered the elevator together, i was resting my bag on the wall, carrying some of the forms in my hand… The air was tensed.. “Are you done with everyone” – Mr Anderson asked, breaking the silence.. “Yes sir, just going to drop these ones in the car, will go back up to pick the rest. Thank you” – i replied.. After a few seconds ofsilence, he spoke again “so after you leave here, where are you headed..I was thinking you’d like to join me for lunch”
It sounded more like a statement than a question.. “Ok sir, Let me get the remaining forms and we can leave” – I said as we exited the elevator.
We drove to a very nice restaurant, Mr Anderson seemed to be a regular, We ordered for food, I made sure to order something simple and cheap, its plain professional courtesy, you cannot eat more than your host, since they will be paying.. Before our food arrived, Anderson excused himself to go make a call. I waited until he arrived before I started to eat.. “So tell me, Ms Ada, What do you do when you are not working” – Anderson asked… Yaaay, Ladies and Gentlemen… I have won ooo. This man was interested in my social life… I have crossed the threshold… “Humm, mostly Netflix and chill” – I replied, flashing him a mischievous smile. “I golf, listen to music, sometimes i go kart racing” – He said.. We made small talk and towards the end of the dinner, he said “I’ll love to see you again, Ada… Maybe take you somewhere on Saturday, that’s if you’d be free” – He smiled.
This was the first time i had seen him smile, it was very warm… In my head, I was thinking, Ehh gawd, this man wants to fuck me, anyways me too i want to fuck you too.. “ok no problem, we will work out the deets during the week” – I replied

Saturday couldn’t come any sooner, I dreamt of Anderson twice more during the week… On Friday, he called me: “Hello Ada” – He said, enthusiastically… “Hello Anderson” – it was the first time i didn’t add the Mr in front.. “So I was thinking, that we should meet at my place, I don’t think I’m in the mood to go out, you could come to my place and we could chill” – Anderson said.. I was silent for a few seconds, pondering if this was not another test… Wouldn’t this make me cheap? “Hey I just want to see you tomorrow, i had a very rough day today and i don’t want to be grumpy tomorrow, which is why i suggested that we chill indoors.. Trust me i have no ill intentions” – He continued “Ok, but this is how it will play out.. Come over to my place and I’ll make us dinner, that should be good. No?” – I said… “ok so, will be there say 6pm?” – He asked.. “ok 6 is good” – – – I replied and hung up… *************************************** Saturday arrived and Anderson was at my house wearing a grey sweatpant and a black tshirt.. It had a dragon print in front.. We hugged and he came in.. “Beautiful place you’ve got” – He said
I nodded a thank you, while i switched my Tv to a Netflix. “What would you like to watch?” – – I asked him.. He took the remote and selected a movie, while he was doing that, i went to get the food.. We sat on the rug, while we ate and watched the movie… “You are very beautiful, but importantly very intelligent” – Anderson said amidst eating.. “Thank you” – I said, i needed him to come onto me, that’s the only way i can be truly sure, I’ve gotten through his defences… When we finished eating, I cleared the plates and I joined him. We talked for a while mostly about his work.. For a few minutes, we were silent, We had run out of things to say..

Anderson was staring at me , i could see him from the side of my eyes, I got up, opened a bottle of wine and poured into 2 glasses.
I gave one to him, gently sipping mine.. My eyes locked on his face taking in every feature of his face. He was handsome.
I sat down, watching the movie, intentiionally avoiding his steady gaze. In one swift move, Anderson grabbed me and kissed me.. “Gawd, you are so beautiful… I think I’m in love with you” – He muttered under his breath.. I didn’t respond, I just kissed him back… Our hands smothering each other’s bodies.. Lips locked in sweet embrace.. I enjoyed kissing him.. I got up, slowly taking off my clothes down to my underwear, i never took my eyes off his, letting him revel in my body.. I could see his eyes filled with lust.. He got up, grabbed my boobs and kissed each one. I threw my head back. “Your Turn” – I said
He took off his shirt, his sweatpant and he had no underwear on.. Oh My Gawd!!! What kind of fake dream have i been dreaming all this time.. This proud motherfucker’s dick was the smallest i have ever seen. Pencil thin, uncircumcised and short… It was like a 5 year old penis on a 30 something year old man’s body. My mood dampened, I just laid on my chair; “I am not ready to have sex today, lets just enjoy the moment” – I said, doing my best not to give away my disappointment.. He smiled back.. Coming ontop me

I let him suck on my boobs, moaning all the fake moans i could muster… I swear that was thhe worse 30 minutes of my life… I couldn’t bear the thought of him giving me any type of head.. So i let him stay on my nipples… That was the last time I saw him socially.. Next time, I’ve learnt that confidence can either be born out of insecurity or actual self awareness…