This story is part of Tagg After Dark, an erotica collection exclusively for readers 18+.
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“We have a new addition to the team…” Mr. Bryant opened the morning huddle with excitement.
“Please give a warm welcome to our new Chief Marketing Officer, Yatta Stone.”
Dressed smartly in a mock neck and trousers, Yatta flashed a charming, dimpled smile. She wore her light gold shoulder-length dreadlocks half up and half down.
Nova locked eyes with Yatta and fidgeted in her seat. Her new boss was fine AF.
Mr. Bryant’s voice faded into the background. Nova, heartbeat pounding, glanced nervously up from her lap. Yatta teasingly smiled as she looked at Nova and said, “Thank you. I’m excited to jump right in.” There was a subtle look of lust that only Nova seemed to sense. Nova found herself unnerved and surprisingly aroused.
For the next two months, Nova avoided eye contact during meetings and kept her distance. But as Yatta’s direct report, she couldn’t hide for long.
One Friday evening, Yatta entered the parking garage to find Nova standing at her car. As she approached, Nova dropped her purse, causing her key fob to fall into the drain. “Fuck!” she exclaimed, squatting to look into the drain.
“Everything alright?” Yatta asked.
“My car key fell down the drain,” Nova said, embarrassed.
“Do you need to call someone?” Yatta said, helping Nova with her bag.
“Yeah, my cat,” Nova said, leaning on her car.
Yatta chuckled.
“It’s fine; I’ll Uber home to grab my backup.”
“You sure? I can give you a ride. How far are you?”
“No, it’s okay. I can’t have you drive 45 minutes.”
“A 45-minute drive with surge pricing? No way. My car’s right here. If you’re comfortable with that,” Yatta said, unlocking her X6.
During the 45-minute drive to Nova’s house, they chatted about music, siblings, career goals, and astrology. Despite the 10-year age difference, Yatta appreciated Nova’s charming laugh, pretty lips, and dark sense of humor. “I’ll wait out here,” Yatta said as they pulled up.
“You’re really gonna drive me all the way back?” Nova asked nervously.
Yatta touched Nova’s arm and said softly, “Of course.” Nova noticed the same look in Yatta’s eyes that she had seen on her first day and again she was unnerved… and aroused.
The ride back was quiet. Nova struggled not to glance at Yatta’s wrist tattoos as she drove. Yatta bit her lip, trying not to do or say anything inappropriate despite her betraying thoughts. Arriving back at the garage, Nova waited for Yatta to pull off before catching her breath.
The next few weeks were met with awkward exchanges, silent glances, and a few tense elevator rides. Neither woman knew how to approach the other. Nova was flattered by Yatta’s nervous energy but hesitated to draw conclusions and risk her job. Then, one day, an envelope appeared on her desk.
Inside was a note and a room key, “If you’re as intrigued as I am, I’ll see you at 9.”
Surprised by Yatta’s boldness, Nova slipped the envelope into her purse and stared blankly at her computer. The rest of the day blurred by.
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