Kapitel 17: Oh Shit!

"What? Oh my God, what?" Tanaga asked, not realizing his junior swung freely through his open fly like an elephant's trunk between his legs.

"That!" Ashley said as she pointed towards his crotch with her free. Her other hand still covered her face, though her eyes could see through her spread fingers.

"Oh shit!" Tanaga quickly turned around, tucking his big rod, and zipping his fly. He turned and faced Ashley again. Her face was bright red from her neck to her ears, unable to take her mind off what she had just seen. It replayed in her mind over and over again. It's like a broken video that can't advance to the next scene.

"I'm so sorry about that, Ashley! I didn't do it on purpose. Please don't think I'm a pervert or that I'm trying to take advantage of you. I swear, it was unintentional." Tanaga pleaded, thinking to himself I hope she won't be hesitant to sleep together now because she's intimidated by my size.

"I understand, Sir," Ashley replied in a soft voice. Tanaga had no idea that inside, Ashley was giggling.

When he saw her parted fingers and blushing face, the laughter began bubbling in his chest. He decided to tease her. He maintained a stoic expression on his face. "Will you please take your fingers off your eyes now? You wanted to see it anyway, so look…." Ashley's face got even redder hearing these words. "Sorry to tell you, it's back inside my pants now," he added, patting between his legs with pride.

"Get ready. You're coming with me. We need to go somewhere," Tanaga said. Offering no further explanation, he went into the bathroom for a bath.

Ashley sighed. My boss is a bad influence on me, me being so innocent. I should be more careful with my actions from now on, she told herself. She scanned the room for her baggage and things. Her eyes landed on the only door she hadn't opened yet inside the room. She thought it must be like the closets she had back home.

Thinking that her bags must be in there, she opened the door. Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when she laid eyes on Tanaga's wardrobe. This closet was almost as big as the ground floor of her house in the Philippines, which included the kitchen, dining room, bathroom, and her bedroom.

"Wow! This is what you call rich." Ashley exclaimed to herself in amazement. With a massive grin on her face, she did her best imitation of a catwalk along the long aisle and let her fingers glide across the various suits and shirts. She thought to herself that this is what it would feel like to be a model, choosing what clothes she was going to wear for the day.

"Ohh…this is terrible! I don't know which one to choose. This one, or this one. Ugh, it's so hard being rich and having too many clothes to choose from." She giggled as she did her best to mimic a wealthy young model. When she reached the end, she turned around and started her catwalk again. She let her hand glide across the clothing on the opposite side this time, speaking nonsense about needing to buy more. She mused to herself that maybe she should buy a whole shop so she would never lack anything.

When she arrived back at the door, she saw her inexpensive travel bag. It reminded her of a poor, wet bird sitting on a corner. She sighed as she came back to reality.

"Ah, here you are. You poor thing. Do you feel like a misplaced object in the lost and found section being in here among all of these expensive things? Yeah, it's not just you that feels that way, you know. The feeling is mutual…" Realizing she was talking to a piece of luggage, she gasped and shook her head. "I think I'm going crazy. I'm talking to a sad-looking bag." Then she added loudly, "But who could blame me for going crazy? Me in my second-hand and bargain sale clothes, surrounded by this vast display of wealth."

With drooping shoulders, she sat and opened her bag. He told me to change because we're going somewhere, but he didn't give me any clear information about where we're heading. Oh my…" Ashley let out a quick breath and pulled out all of her clothes. She tried to mix and match the most decent clothes she had. She sadly realized she had more fingers on her hands than she did suitable outfits.

After a few minutes of searching, she found her black pants, white blouse, and her matching black jacket. "This will have to do," she said as she settled on an outfit. She glanced down at her feet and wiggled her toes. "Now, where will I get shoes?" She turned around to look at the shoes displayed behind her and bit her lower lip. "Nope, don't even think about it, Ashley," she scolded herself.

She continued to rummage in her bag, hoping to find the shoes her brother, Arman, had given her as a gift before she left their home. "Where are they?" After emptying her bag, she sat exasperated. Her shoes were nowhere to be found. "What am I going to do now? Don't tell me. I'll go with him barefooted."

This was the scene Tanaga walked into when he entered the dressing room. He looked at her puzzled, wondering what the problem was. He thought about asking her but stopped himself when she looked up at him. Her eyes lit up, and her face blushed. Tanaga followed her eyes as she looked at him. She was looking at his body, primarily focusing on his well-formed abs.

Ashley thought to herself, Wow …he's so good-looking. And there's nothing but a towel covering that big… She let her eyes take in his smooth bare skin and his muscular build. Ooh, those muscles. I never thought a man's abs were so enticing. I want to touch them.

Ashley was not an experienced woman when it came to sex. If she was, she just might…[Hehe, what do you think might have happened?]

With such a beautiful woman admiring and lusting over his body, Tanaga's ego was instantly boosted. He found it worthwhile to put on a show, almost as if he were presenting himself to a pretty judge at a bodybuilding competition. He made his abs move, causing his sole audience member to gulp hard.

"If you're done admiring my body, can I change now so we can get going soon?" Tanaga joked, but as usual, his face remained serious. [Can the man not tease and smile at the same time?]

Ashley's daydreaming came to an end. She hastily threw all of the clothes she had sprawled across the floor back in the bag and closed it. She laid it in the furthest corner of the room. "Excuse me," she said, feeling like a guilty thief who'd been caught red-handed for leering at his body, as she ran to the bathroom.

After she dressed, she styled her long black hair into a bun, making sure not a strand was out of place. She finished up by applying a red matte lipstick. She stopped for a moment and posed in front of the mirror. Deciding she was satisfied, she gave herself a thumbs-up and a wink in the mirror before she left the bathroom, smiling to herself.

She stepped out of the bathroom and found that Tanaga had gone ahead. She carefully straightened up the bed to avoid any complaints from the butler. She picked up the same simple flat sandals she had worn the day before. She'd found them on a shoe rack near the door. She put them on and hurried out to find Tanaga.

As she was rushing around looking for her big bad wolf, she remembered her cellphone. She had been there for almost a week and hadn't contacted her family yet. I have to remember to ask him for it when I get a chance, she thought to herself as her eyes filled with sadness at the thought of her family.

She nearly got lost. With the help of the maid who offered to guide her, Ashley found Tanaga eating breakfast at the poolside. She thought about joining him but changed her mind when she reminded herself that he was her boss and she had no right to eat with him.

Ashley felt her stomach as it grumbled. She looked at the maid and was about to ask where the employees dined, but she was interrupted before she could ask.