A Burning Impulse

Chapter 3

Chapter 3.

"No," I woke up with a jolt, feeling a sleekness between my thighs. It mortified me that I was turned on by a dream I had about my brother-in-laws. Ex-brother-in-laws, that is.

"I'm not doing it," I rubbed my thighs but instead of calming me down, the friction from the lace of my night shorts turned me on further. I bit my lips, feeling ashamed as I dwelled two fingers in my cunt and let my imagination guide me.

I imagined their hands caressing my body, their tongue exploring every five of my body, their low grunts in my ears, and their c***s pumping in and out of me.

My imagination brought me to the edge quickly but what threw me over the edge was the image from days before, just this time, I imagined myself in the place of that woman.

"God, what am I doing?" I groaned and hid my face in my palms. I was ashamed, mortified, disgusted, and turned on all at once. I have been having s****l fantasies about men that are out of my reach and are forbidden fruit for me, but man was I tempted to bite into the fruit badly.

“Stop this madness, eclipse,” I whispered to myself. “You are strong enough to do that.” With fake condolences and newfound confidence, I went on about my day.

"This is your schedule for today," Samuel handed me my schedule when I reached my office. He organized in detail my schedule for the day and as usual, I was amazed at his talent for organizing.

"Thank you for simplifying it for me. Can you do me a favor?" I asked him.

"Yeah, what is it?" he said without hesitation. I told him to attend my 8 O'clock meeting in my stead. My current predicament regarding my ex-husband's brothers has drained me so for tonight, I was adamant about getting my sleep schedule back.

"Sure. I will give you a detailed report of the meeting tomorrow," he stated and left my office. Sam has already gone through the document regarding the meeting so I know he can handle it. The only thing I need to worry about is my sleep and the dreams that follow after. Or more than that, I need to stop thinking about them.

*sigh*

I plopped down on my office chair, wondering when this whole thing or rather, thoughts would end. It was hard to concentrate on work when that night was freshly embedded in my mind.

I couldn't forget it no matter how hard I tried. Maybe with time, I will forget about it but for now, I was stuck with the memory and it flooded my panties as I recalled the night in detail.

Oh, great, just what I needed, I groaned to myself, holding my face in my palm.

"Oh, and I forgot to inform you that you should check out the final look for Phoenix Co's annual celebration," Sam popped his head into the office to inform me and left again.

I calmed my raging hormones and went to the Hotel Selene, the banquet hall Phoenix Co. preferred, to look at the preparation. Thanks to the experts working for me, every little detail was flawless and there wasn't much to change, except a few things.

"I like everything except the lighting," I commented. "They are too bright and harsh on the eyes. They wanted a mixture of dark and white, yeah? The decoration is balanced of both so the light shouldn't be too bright. It looks a little tacky. Dim the lights to the point where you can make out every corner of the room without the lights hurting your eyes."

"Use cool-toned lights," I added after a thought. "I'm sure you can handle the rest. I'll be back tomorrow for the final checkup. Thank you for your hard work. You did a marvelous job. Let's wait for the client's review, though I doubt he would have any complaints regarding it. Oh, and let's celebrate the end of this project today. I won't be able to attend but Samuel would be there to pay for it. Enjoy your time."

"Thank you so much, boss," my employees howled, excited for the dinner night.

"Sam, darling, I hate to add it to your schedule but head to the Hotel Selene after the meeting and pay for the dinner," I called Sam when I got out of the banquet hall. Just my luck that I saw my tormentors coming out from the restaurant on the opposite side, making me duck behind my car.

Why am I hiding? I asked myself. There is no reason for me to hide like a thief. I did nothing wrong. I managed to convince myself to not hide but the moment I straightened myself, I met their eyes.

The image from that day rushed to the forefront of my mind, making me dizzy. My legs went weak and a weak sigh escaped my lips.

"This can't be happening," I whispered to myself.

"Boss, are you listening?" Sam said from the other side and I realized I was still on the phone.

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" I asked, turning my head away from their direction.

"I was saying if it's alright with you, can I leave the company card with the employees? I could get late and might not reach them on time," Samuel said.

"Yeah, do that," I hung up the phone after that and got in the car. I stole a look in their direction and thankfully, their attention was on the man beside them. As if feeling my eyes on them, they both turned to look at me. My heartbeat skipped a beat as I averted my eyes.

“This feels so awkward,” I whispered, trying to calm my heartbeat. After a minute or so, my heartbeat turned normal and without glancing their way again, I drove off.

As usual, I spent the rest of my day denying the reality that I saw my ex-brother in laws naked, saw their hard c**k f*****g a woman, and that I badly wanted to be in her place.

At last, I convinced myself again that I would forget about that night after a few days, though I knew deep down that it was something I could never forget. Even if I get into an accident and forget everything else, I would still remember that scene in detail.

And I was right about that. No matter how many times I tried to forget it, I couldn't, and before I knew it weeks passed and it was the day of the event, and the day I was made clear that the tormentors of my dreams desired me too.

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