Caught

Part 1

Sami walked into the Dimera mansion after a long day of shopping. She was out on errands. During her trip out, she was able to pick up a chai latte, dry leaning, two new packages of men's dress socks and a few new ties. Mentally checking off the checklist, Sami smiled that she was able to get all of the above accomplished. Whistling to herself she set about finding her boss. Feeling her phone vibrate, she had to juggle a couple of the items into one hand and pulled her iPhone out from her purse. Seeing the name EJ D displayed across her screen, Sami answered immediately. She didn't want to get him upset by not answering her phone.

Swiping a finger over the answer button. She was about to greet him, but before she could actually say anything, EJ spoke first.

"Samanthar."

"Yes?"

"Where the devil are you?"

"Um, I just got in. I'm actually looking for you Mr. Dimera."

"How many times have I told you to call me EJ? This is strike two Samanthar."

"Mr d-, I mean EJ, I was looking for you. Where are you?"

"I'm occupied at the moment, I'll be back in the house in about five minutes. I assume that you've gotten everything I've asked for?"

"Yes sir."

"Quit calling me sir, I'm not my father. Stroke three dear Samanthar.

"I'm sorry EJ, I did- I didn't mean to offend." nervous that he would fire her for not addressing him correctly. She heard that the last personal assistant was fired for delivering a cold chai latte.

"We'll talk about it when I get home." EJ stated with a stern tone and disconnected.

Sighing, Sami secretly had a crush on the sexy British Adonis. His accent made her lower lips produce puddles. The way he order her to do things always had Sami tingling within her core, but she couldn't act upon her desires. He would probably fire her ass so fast that her head would spin and probably fall off. Looking at her phone, Sami shivered, remembering his last words on the phone in her mind. "Fuck Sami, grow the fuck up. He wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole let alone fucking date you. Get over it and do what you're paid for." Scolding herself.

Suddenly remembering that she had packages and a luke warm latte in her hand, Sami went up the curvy staircase two steps at a time. "Well, I should at least put his shit away." Sami told herself.

EJ didn't like things out of order. Sami remembered the first day that she started. He told her that he was a busy man, if he wasn't doing work for Dimera Enterprises, he spends his time swimming and practicing MMA, known as mixed martial art. Opening his bedroom door in his wing within the mansion, Sami admired everything inside his room. She loved that it was the size of a master bedroom. There was a huge bathroom located at the end of the room. It was enormous with a his and hers bath and toilet. Within the room there was also a his and hers walkin closets. Sami couldn't understand why there was a "hers" anything in this room, especially with EJ being an eligible bachelor. "He must want to get married some day." Sami thought to herself. "What? You think you can fill that role?" Sami's inner self asked. "Fuck yes." Sami quickly answered herself.

Shaking her head, "Shut up Sami, you're getting in way over your head. Especially fantasizing about a marriage that would only happen in the land of OZ, you're such a loser." Sami chided herself. The room seemed a bit dark due to heavy curtains hiding the room from sunlight. Sami walked over to the side of the one window and flipped the switch for the curtains to automatically open, but that didn't happen. Instead, a compartment from the ceiling automatically opened silently and a leather sex swing slowly descended down. Shocked at what she saw, Sami gasped. "OMG! Mr. D has a sex swing!" Sami spoke out loud. She could picture herself up on that swing as EJ took her from the front and perhaps later from the back. Just thinking about it had Sami's folds ooz body fluid. Afraid that EJ would catch her in his room admiring his swing set. Sami flipped the switch again, but the sex swing just stood there. Flipping it up and down repeatedly, the swing didn't budge. Smacking her head against the wall, Sami decided that she would just tell EJ the truth. She genuinely thought that the switch was for his curtains, she had no idea that a sex swing would be in the middle of the room. Sami blushed at the thought of her daydreaming about them making love.

Walking into his walk in closet, Sami retreated to his tie rack. She hung up the new ties and twirled the spinning rack, admiring the nice colors. She was proud of the patterns she chose. She hoped that he would appreciate her fashion sense. Sami stepped over to his sock drawer and opened the cabinet. Opening the dress sock packages, Sami placed in two socks at a time.. Her hand touched something during her last round. Her curiosity got the best of her, Sami had to find out what kind of goods EJ had within his room. Digging deep into the drawer, Sami was able to uncover a wooden paddle and a leather whip. Surprised with the items she held in her hands. She stood in her spot, frozen. Sami didn't know why she repeatedly chose to torture herself. Her nosy ass is going to get herself in a heap of trouble and her ass shouldn't be writing checks that her ass can't cash.

She snapped out of her trance like state when she heard the bedroom door slam shut. Jumping at the noise, Sami turned to see EJ standing there with his arms crossed, she can see his jaw muscles twitch with anger. "Oooh snap, he looks mad." Sami cried in her mind..

TBC