"Just A Dream Series: Don't Quit Your Day Job "

By: Crystal

I had been working as Dwayne Johnson's maid for the past 6 months. There was another maid that worked here with me, and we lived here with Mr. Johnson and Dany. The other maid, Rachel, was off today, and so she was at the mall. Me on the other hand...I'm here at the house, taking clothes out of the dryer as we speak. Dany is at work right now. I get along great with her, and she's almost like a second mother to me. There are times when we just sit and have these long lengthy talks about all kinds of things...it's like we're best friends. Mr. Johnson, on the other hand...he's in a class all by himself. I think he's extremely attractive, and okay, I have a small crush on him (I'm lying...more like, huge!). But, he's got a great sense of humor, and he's really good at making fun of bad situations, as a way of making you feel better. I talk to him a lot whenever Dany's not around, so that I can have someone to talk to. He's like a big kid overall. But, on days like these, when he's attending to business in his office, I don't bother him. I think he said something yesterday about him having to sit down and get all the bills together so that he could pay them, and that he had some important phone calls to make. So, I'm gonna stay out of his hair today, since I know he needs his privacy.

One of the great things about working for Mr. Johnson is, we get to dress casually. We're not restricted to the usual maid's black and white dress and white apron. He gives us the freedom to wear whatever we want, just as long as we get the job done. Rachel tends to go overboard sometimes, and she'll wear little things to try and get Mr. Johnson's attention when Dany isn't home. (In case you haven't guessed it, my girl Rachel also has a thing for Mr. Johnson too! LOL!) Like, last week she had on this black mini and low-neckline red shirt. Mr. Johnson was REALLY caught off guard when she came in his room to serve him coffee and was wearing that. I heard him yell at her "Get some damn clothes on, girl!" all the way down here in the basement! Now you KNOW that's loud! She makes for some interesting moments in this house, I'll tell you that. In a sense, I guess you could say that, in a way, she's sort of "provoked" to dress that way almost. Mr. Johnson, although he's married, is a HUGE flirt! Some of the things he says to Rachel and me (ESPECIALLY ME!)are unbelievable! I won't lie and say that I don't flirt back, because I do. I do A LOT, in fact. So does Rachel. She flirts her ass off more than me! Now I'm sitting here at the table in the basement, and am folding up these clothes. Dany's got a really good taste in fashion. And Lord knows she has the money to show for it, too! I know she be stylin' and high-profilin' in her office! I'm finished folding up these clothes, so now I'm gonna go put them away. Is Mr. Johnson calling me? Hold on a minute peoples.....

"Crystal!"

Yeah, that's me. I gotta go and see what he wants.

I'm walking down the stairs, am turning a few corners (did I mention that this house is incredibly HUGE?!), and here I am. Mr. Johnson's private office. I knock on the door a few times, and speak up. "Mr. Johnson, it's me!"

I didn't wanna barge in, because he had a strict rule about his office. You weren't allowed to be in there unless he told you to go in there, and that's how it was. Rachel and I had to go by that rule, and as hard as it may seem to believe, DANY too! He loved her, but when it came to business matters, he was all about being serious. "Come on in, honey." Dwayne said.

I walked in his office, and I was amazed at what I saw. True, I knew where his office WAS, but in my 6 months of working here, I had never actually been INSIDE to see it before. It was spacious, and everything just looked really nice and decorative. "Is there something that you need, Mr. Johnson?" I asked.

"Crystal, I thought I told you to call me Dwayne...when you call me Mr. Johnson it makes me feel OLD, girl! And I'm not old, am I?" Dwayne said, laughing. "No, Mr.-Dwayne. You're definitely not old in my eyes." I said, smiling.

"I believe you're flirting with your boss, Crystal..." He said. "I am not! The only reason why I came in here was to see if you needed anything, because I heard you calling my name." I said. "Calling your name, huh?" Dwayne said, chuckling.

You see what I'm talking about? Up here doing some heavy flirting with me! I didn't even mean it like that! "What's funny?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.

"Don't get indignant with me, Miss Thang! I just wanted to see what you were doing." Dwayne said, laughing. I laughed. He could be so dumb sometimes!

"Folding up you and Dany's clothes, and putting them away. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other things to do." I said, turning towards the door. "Wait a minute!" Dwayne said, stopping me in my tracks.

"Sit down a minute, girl! Let me get a good look at you!" Dwayne said, signaling for me to sit down.

I walked over to the chair that was in front of his desk. Hmm...this was really comfy! It was made out of leather too, which meant it was extra comfy! "What? I'm not wearing a mini like Rachel did last week, and my boobs aren't hanging out my shirt, so..." I said.

"They're not, BUT..." Dwayne said, raising his eyebrow.

"I bet you wish they were so you could yell at me like you did Rachel, huh?" I asked.

"Not exactly...I only yelled at Rachel because, to put it bluntly, she dresses like a ho. I'm not gonna have people working for me that dress like they just came off the streets of Vegas." Dwayne said. "So you wouldn't yell at me if I wore a shirt like Rachel's?" I asked, finding this interesting.

"No, unless Dany was around. You can't be showing up the wife, you know that right?" Dwayne asked, laughing.

"Mr. Johnson, I DO believe you're picking favorites! Rachel is my friend, and you just called her a ho! That's messed up!" I said, laughing. "I call it like I see it. But I trust that, as your boss, anything that is said or done between us stays between us, right?" Dwayne asked. Okay, the talking part I get...where's he getting at with us doing anything? I'm confused now!

"Um...sure. I won't tell a soul." I said.

You KNOW I'll tell you guys though, right? He doesn't know about you all, so that's cool. So you know...what goes on between us STAYS between us, okay? Alrighty then. "Good. I know I can trust you." Dwayne said.

"You sure you don't want anything? I just made some lemonade out in the kitchen this morning after I got up, so I could go get you some if you want. I'm kind of thirsty myself, anyway." I said. "Um...yeah, that sounds good." Dwayne said.

I walked out to the kitchen, and reached into the refrigerator to get the lemonade I had made earlier that morning. I grabbed two glasses out the cabinet, filled them with some ice, and poured the lemonade into them. I put the lemonade back into the refrigerator, and made my way back to Mr. Johnson-I mean Dwayne's office. I walked over to Dwayne, and he backed up in his swivel chair so that I could make my way in front of him. I leaned over to place his glass of lemonade on the desk, not knowing that he was staring at my butt the whole time. I accidentally trip, sending me backwards and landing right in his lap. I go to get up, but Dwayne keeps me there. Hmm, what a compromising position I've gotten myself into now? "You okay?" Dwayne asks in a rough voice, with his breath hitting my neck in all the right places.

"Um...yeah. I just, uh..." I was getting lost in the feeling that was overtaking me.

"You tripped." Dwayne said, completing my phrase for me.

"Yeah." I said, lifting my glass of lemonade up to my lips and drinking from it. Dwayne took the glass from my lips and set it next to his on his desk. I looked at him, wondering what he was about to do next.

He brought my face closer to his, and kissed me. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was scared, nervous, and anxious all at the same time. (I hope that makes sense to you all...) I knew Dany was getting off of work late tonight, but sometimes on days where she's supposed to get off late, she's been known to come home early if she has a good day at work and isn't drowning in papers. "You sure..." ------me

*kiss*

"we should be doing this..." ------me

*kiss*

"Damn right..." ------Dwayne

*kiss*

"we should..." ------Dwayne

*LONG KISS*

"Why? But Dany..." ------me

*kiss*

"Who cares about her...I want you..." ------Dwayne

*Passionate kiss*

I have no words now. We're madly kissing now, and I'm not even gonna do anything to try and interrupt him. He wants me, and Lord knows I'm not gonna stop him from getting what he wants. (Would you?)

Dwayne and me are still going at it. I'm still in his lap, but I am now facing him. He stands up, wrapping my legs around his waist and is continuing to kiss me. He sets me down on the desk in front of us, making sure to clear everything (and I DO mean everything) off. This feels so good, and I don't wanna stop.

"You want this, don't you honey?" Dwayne whispers in my ear.

I'm quiet at first, because I'm still a little in shock about the fact that, after all, I was with my MARRIED boss, on his desk, in his office, IN HIS HOUSE! Damn, I'm bad! I was so occupied in my thoughts that I didn't notice what Dwayne was doing. His hand was outlining the trim of my baby blue lace thong as we speak. With his free hand, he was running it through my long black hair, and all the while kissing my neck. Before I could even blink, his hand was inside my panties, feeling his way around my spot.

"You want this, don't you?" Dwayne whispers again, this time inserting two fingers into me.

"Yes..." I moan.

"I knew I wasn't the only one feeling this way, baby." Dwayne said, moving his fingers in and out of me.

"Damn DJ...right there...right there..." I moan, shutting my eyes.

"There?" Dwayne asks, gently biting on my ear with his teeth, and feeling on me at the same time.

"Ohhh...yes, DJ." I moan in response. "You sure?" Dwayne asks, this time getting off the desk, kneeling on the floor and pulling my jeans and thong down, replacing his fingers with his mouth.

"Oh my god, D........!" I moan as my body jerks at his change in movement.

Dwayne continues working his tongue in between my legs, switching his pace up. I'm moaning uncontrollably, about to cum, and am grabbing the edges of the desk. I feel my nails digging into the wood of the desk too, because it's chipping off and getting into my finger nails. I don't care though. And from the way things are going between us, I know Dwayne won't either. Shit...those nail scrapings will be a sign that he KNOWS how to do a woman right.

"Dwayne....Dwayne!!!!!!" I moan, finally cumming.

Dwayne smiles and makes his way back up my body, kissing my neck and then my lips. He whispers a few things in my ear, making my hormones jump just a little. He picks me up off the table, and carries me out his office.

"Where are we going?" I ask, looking to see that he's now carrying me upstairs.

"We're going to my bedroom, honey." Dwayne whispered, kissing me afterward.

The only time I had been in his and Dany's bedroom was when I was putting away clothes or dusting. I never went in there very much. And for us to do what we were about to be doing in THEIR bed made me feel extremely nervous. Dwayne carries me up the remaining steps (their staircase was long by the way) and walks down the hall, and enters his and Dany's bedroom. He drops me on the bed, and I immediately go to take my shirt off. Now all I had on was my baby blue bra & thong. I look at Dwayne, and he's removing his shirt and pants, leaving his silk black Calvin Klein boxers. They look REALLY sexy on him, let me tell you. Dwayne climbs over top of my body, and his hands touch every inch of me. I'm loving all of this, as thoughts of us ever being caught drift away from my mind. He starts to take off my bra, and then throws it somewhere in the room. Kisses follow, as he makes sure to cover my entire chest. I reach down and feel on Dwayne, making him slightly moan just a bit. He takes off my thong, so now I'm completely naked. Okay, he's taking off his boxers now, and they're off.

"You know...we can do this again. This doesn't have to be the first or last time..." Dwayne whispered in my ear. So here I am, weighing out the pros and cons of having an affair with my boss. Why the hell am I thinking about this now? Well...he wants me to answer him I take it, but- My thoughts were interrupted by Dwayne's sudden movement. He enters without saying anything to me. Fortunately for him, that's all it takes for me to make up my mind completely.

"Dwayne...." I moan, arching my back just a little.

Dwayne chuckles a little bit. "I take that as a yes?"

Dwayne enters me again, and this time he's more forceful, causing me to hold on to the back of his head.

"Yes..." I moan, closing my eyes.

"Baby, open your eyes." Dwayne says, looking down at me.

"Okay." I reply....(what else am I gonna say to him?)

Dwayne quickens his pace, going up and down on me even faster. I just have one word for you all to describe this:

HEAVENLY!

"Dwayne...Harder baby....harder....ohhh....." I moan.

"You want me to give it to you harder?" Dwayne moaned, doing exactly as I asked.

"Yes...Yes, Dwayne..."I moan.

"Ooh...damn, Crystal...." Dwayne moaned.

"Dwayne..." I moan.

~*~*~*~*~

"Hi Honey. How was your day?" Dwayne says, kissing Dany.

I'm trying so hard not to look Dwayne in his eyes. It was official now...we were secret lovers, you could say. We had got finished just in time, because Dany got home 5 minutes later. Talk about perfect timing! "Hectic as usual...I'm lucky to have even got out early today. People are always fucking paperwork up, and I'm the one to have to clean up after them. Anyways, I'm just glad to be home. What's up, Crystal?" Dany asked, smiling. I looked at her and thought to myself, 'Girl, if you only knew what I just did with your husband...' I could not help myself! But nevertheless, I didn't want her suspecting anything. "Nothing much...um, the day was interesting, I'll just say that." I said, going back to dusting off Dwayne's desk in his office. (LOL!) Dany just insisted on being inquisitive, though. "Really? How so? After my boring day at work, I NEED to hear an enlightening story. So come on. Do tell." "Oh well, um...I was in the basement, folding up clothes and singing, and Dwayne walked in on me. I thought that I was by myself, so I was dancing around and whatnot, and...here comes Dwayne! He has been making jokes about it all day, and I know he'll never let me forget it. I was so embarrassed." I lied.

"Oh, that's all? Dwayne, don't make fun of my girl like that! When she starts attacking you and eventually gets you in wrestling match of your own, I won't be there to help you." Dany said to Dwayne. Dwayne looked at me while Dany wasn't paying attention and raised both his eyebrows a couple of times at Dany's suggestion of him and I having a wrestling match of our own. I shot him a flirtatious look right back, and then stopped when I saw Dany looking at me. "So what do you think? You think you can handle The Rock? Dwayne thinks he's so tough. But I know you could whip his ass. You're tough, aren't you Crissy?" Dany asked. "Yeah, you're a little feisty thing, aren't you Crissy?" Dwayne added, awaiting my response.
"I don't think you wanna take the time to find out..." I said, eyeing Dwayne. "Oh really?" Dwayne asked, giving me that sexy look he had given me just hours before in this office of his while Dany was gone. Dany was somewhere off in her thoughts, not paying attention to Dwayne's glances again, thank God.

"Dany, I can take him. Don't worry." I said, smirking at Dwayne and then giving Dany reassuring eyes.

~THE END~