Mistaken Identity by Breah Elise Page A

down a naked and willing woman in their bed.
    Olivia had done her best to hide her true feelings for her boss these last three years.  But he was always so sweet to her, so considerate of her feelings and even if he never commented on whether or not he found her attractive, Olivia felt that she was.  Maybe David thought that it would be unprofessional for him to comment on her appearance and didn’t want to risk a complaint to human resources.
    She wished other people in the office shared that thought.
    Shaking off that negative thought, Olivia returned her focus to David and she sighed.  She examined her reflection a little more closely and had to admit, she didn’t look half bad for being 26.  She was confident, she worked out and did her best to always look professional and well-groomed in hopes that someday David would see her, touch her, and want to make love to her. 
    No such luck.
    No, the only person in the office who seemed to pay any attention to how she looked only did so to make negative comments to her.   Once again Olivia forced herself to not think of the negative and focus on the night ahead.
    Glancing at the clock, she noted that it was just after midnight.  Perfect.  David always went up to bed at eleven.  She was confident that he’d be in bed by now and hopefully not too deeply asleep.  With one last sip of her wine, she straightened her robe, checked her pocket for condoms and gave her long auburn hair a good shake to give it that sexy, mussed up look and headed for the door.
    Tiptoeing down the carpeted hallway, she stopped at the last door on the left.  There were only three bedrooms on this floor – hers, David’s and one that was being used by one of the company’s VP’s and his wife.  Careful not to make any noise, Olivia stopped in front of David’s door and took a deep breath, said a silent prayer and reminded herself that it was now or never. 
    Sleeping with David while working for him would have been a terrible mistake.  Knowing that she was leaving the firm had freed her mind to all of the possibilities of this seduction.  Well, that and her pushy friend pointing it out to her.
    Honestly, Olivia never thought that she would want to leave Slade and Associates, but working in finance had never been her dream.  Being close to David on a daily basis had kept her there.  But, the older she got, the more dissatisfied she became with the job itself and when she thought it through, Olivia convinced herself that nothing could ever happen with David as long as she was his employee.  As she stood with her hand on the doorknob, she realized that there was no turning back.  All of her plans were falling into place perfectly.
    With a trembling hand, she turned the knob silently and slipped into the room, careful to shut the door as quickly and quietly as possible.  Her eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly and she could detect David’s silhouette on the bed and heard the sound of his deep, steady breathing.  So far, he hadn’t noticed her presence and that was good.  She needed a minute to calm her racing heartbeat.  Now that she was here in his room, she knew that it was too late to turn tail and run. 
    There was the chance of rejection – and humiliation – but she hoped that that wasn’t going to be the case.  Olivia just knew that David would feel for her what she had been feeling toward him.  He had to!  Having never been the aggressor in a relationship before, Olivia could only hope that she wasn’t about to make a colossal fool of herself. 
    There was movement on the bed.  As David rolled onto his back, Olivia plastered herself against the door and held her breath.  When he still didn’t acknowledge her presence, she decided to slowly walk toward the bed.
    “You can do this,” she mentally chan ted as she walked the short distance to the bed.  It might have been the length of a football field for all of her nerves. 
    “David,” she whispered.