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Off Schedule 4

Summary: Slow burn. Brad Pitt is your boss and he is going through a divorce. Smut in later chapters. Warning this is really fucking long(sorry), Kissing, fingering

Brad Pitt x Reader, Keanu Reeves x Reader

Any critiques to make me better are more than welcome.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Jonah asked Brad to come to his office to give him an update on the divorce proceedings. He arrived there late that evening, the mood in the room was solemn. Brad had a feeling that whatever Jonah had to say wouldn't be good. Taking the seat across from Jonah's desk Brad saw the grim look on his attorney's face.

"So you have news on the trial." Brad spoke first.

"The judge agreed to the expedition" Jonah said defeated. He had tried to call in favors to get the date of the divorce proceedings delayed and to stop the expedition, but he failed in the end. He called this meeting with Brad to discuss a strategy on how to proceed.

"I'm not surprised when she wants something she would be hard pressed not to get it." Brad half-heartily laughed.

"The text messages" Jonah continued with more bad news. "They came from your phone or at least your iPad. The devices are linked to your account therefore if presented as evidence it will look as if you sent them." Jonah was in the works to getting the messages thrown out, but after receiving the technical data of the origins of the texts he knew that would be hopeless.

Brad furrowed his brow. "How I always have my phone. You don't think I wouldn't have notice strange text coming off my phone" he was becoming agitated.

"While you were in the shower, while you slept it could've happened anytime. She must've texted from the ipad and deleted it after. That’s why you didn't see them or notice. The other number could've come from a $40 burner phone or a friend." Jonah tried to explain. "Which would be hard to prove without the other phone."

Brad got up, threw his hands in the air in frustration and paced Jonah's office fuming.

His life was being up rooted and there was nothing he could do. He wasn't sleeping barely eating. The only bit of normalcy he had in is life was work. Once through those doors he drifted into work letting that consume him. He had even taken up a habit of sleeping in his office.

Angelina was staying at the house. He was barely allowed access to his children. The stress was weighing down on him.

"This doesn't make any sense to me. I give her any and everything she could ask for" he lamented.

"Look I know the deck is stacked against us. Jen's baby, the text messages and the past history of impropriety." Jonah exhaled. "The date is set for the end of the month. Which doesn't give us much time to prepare."

"The bright side is we can more than likely get you partial custody, but you won't be the primary parent." Jonah said

"In regards to the company issue we might need to bring Keanu into the conversation." Jonah finished.

Brad knew he was right. He didn't like the idea of bringing Keanu into this mess. But it seemed he had no choice. "Your right. I'll have something setup." With that the two men rose and shook hands before departing.

The day started with a heavy down pour of rain. You hadn't checked the weather before leaving the house that day so you had quite the sprint from the bus stop to the office building.

The velocity of the wind decimated your hair, the rain soaked your outfit making it unflatteringly clingy. Your makeup you were sure was probably bleeding.

Once you get up stairs you hoped that you could salvage yourself before you started your day in the office.

When you got into the building you saw the lobby elevator doors were about to close. Squinting you couldn't make out who got in, but you called to them anyway.

"Wait hold the elevator please!" You shout as you carefully scurried to the closing doors.

A hand reaches out to hold them allowing you to shuffle inside. "Thank you" your words almost die in your mouth when you saw him.

It was Mr. Pitt, bone dry clutching his umbrella. He was smart enough to prepare for the day ahead. He took one look at you an immediately frowned.

Out of all the people to be alone in an elevator with it had to be him. You lowered your chin and walked to the back corner opposite him. He kept his distance and stayed quietly along the opposite wall. You looked like a drowning victim while he looked perfect.

Great another reason to hate you.

The tension was so thick that time had come to an agonizingly slow crawl.

Looking up through your lashes you debate if you should say something. Maybe you just needed to be the one to reach out first. To get things back to normal. Maybe apologize?

You took a deep breath and exhaled. This was it now or never.

"Um Mr. Pitt" your voice cut through the tension like a dull knife. You turn to face him, but he didn't move.

"Congratulations!" the words came out a bit louder than you anticipated.

His jaw clinched and a vein popped out of the side of his head. He was seething. You regretted speaking at all in that moment.

Oh gawd they were keeping it secret? Of course, shit. What were you thinking? Saying something about it without him telling you first, you dumb bitch.

"I-I am sorry I .. I didn't know you weren't telling people yet" You immediately try to correct your overstep.

"What goes on in that fucking head of yours?" He was curt still unwilling to face you.

Water started to prickle in your eyes. Every interaction you've had with this man has gone belly up. What made you think today would be any different.

"I didn't mean to pry I was looking up Jenn's..." You stopped. As soon as Jennifer's name slipped out of your mouth he boxed you in the corner of the elevator. Your spine pushed against the hand rail of the box car.

It was hard to look at his eyes they burned with a fury that you had never seen. His eyes bore through to your soul.There was a darkness there you never saw before and never wanted to see again.

You yearned for the indifferent glances now or to be ignored by him. You had his full attention and you quivered in it.

"You think its funny" he said. He lifted his arms and slammed his palms against the wall. His arms were level beside your head. You wanted to crumble. As the elevator climbed up you hoped someone would get on to grant you reprieve.

"I'm so sorry I hadn't told anyone" you started to sob, but he was unmoved.

He tsk’d at that. His lips parted to speak again, but you pushed through first.

You shakily try to continue. "It was an accident your wife's name came up under my 'Suggested Names' in the search bar when I was looking for Jen's baby registry. I'm so sorry I shouldn't have looked" inhaling loudly and powering forward again "I was just curious to see what she had on her registry." Your vision was so blurred from your tears that you hadn't notice his arms drop as he stepped back.

His eyes widened. Wheels were turning in his head.

"What did you say?" You couldn't hear the venom in his voice anymore. Though it was hard to focus as you tried to fight back the tears that begun to trickle down your cheek.

"Shit, shit" stroking his beard he cursed himself.

"I'm sorry" you stuttered and bawled.

"Hey hey" he spoke softly holding up his hands in retreat. Looking at you trembling and crying in the corner. He tried stepping forward again reaching his arms out in an attempt to embrace you. The sudden movement made you wince.

When the doors opened behind him you swerved him, high tailing it to the restroom. You weren't even sure it was your floor. You just needed to get out of there.

Once inside you tried to stop crying, but you couldn't. The rain had ruined your makeup already and the tears only served to make it worse. You lost count of how long you were there. You scalded yourself for speaking to him. You wished that you would've kept your mouth shut and let him keep his indifference towards you.

Staring in the mirror you start to try and save your makeup and fix your hair. Your clothes had begun to dry a bit within a hour or two you were sure you be dried completely.

Giving yourself one last look over you hear the door open.

He wouldn't come into the Ladies room right?

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" It was Sarah, you must've gotten off on her floor in your haste. "Well you look like shit." She said matter of factly.

"Ugh I know.. I got caught in the rain. I didn't want Mr.Pitt seeing me like this" you lied as you fiddled with your appearance. You thought about telling her about your ordeal in the lift, but you didn't need office gossip floating around.

"Well that explains why you weren't answering your phone or emails. I thought you might be out of the office today or something." She walked over to examined the state of you.

"Sorry I was just about to head there now" you apologize as you walk out to the door and Sarah followed.

"Well are you excited" Sarah asked

"About what?"

"Admin day duh. The one day a year we get recognition for all are hard work" Sarah reminded you as she walked you to the elevator.

"Oh yeah can't wait" you lied again feigning excitement.

"Me too! Kea is taking me out to lunch. I don't mind telling you that there will be enough left overs to feed me for a week on his dime" she said excitedly.

You both chuckled at her blatantness.

"Look I gotta get back to my desk. I will hit you up for lunch or something later ok" you tell her as you depart through the lift doors.

When the doors open you scan the hall. His door was closed and the coast was clear. You walked carefully as to not have your heels slap against the floor.

Making it to your desk unscathed you gingerly sit and open up your computer to check his schedule. He was going to be in a meeting soon and you didn't want to see him leave his office so you ducked back into the supply closet to wait him out. It continued like that for the rest of the day. When you knew he was getting out of a meeting you hid in the supply closet. When you estimated that he would be leaving for another you hid in the restroom. Thankfully he hadn't bother to email you or call. You just wanted the day to be over. To go home, forget, relax with wine and Netflix.

Brad fucked up and jumped to conclusions with you in the elevator. He had assumed that you too were accusing him of cheating with Jen. So he exploded on you. Of course you had no clue as to what was going on in his personal life he realized too late.

You hadn't even known how much of a revelation you bestowed on him.

Throughout the day he looked for you but seemed to just miss you somehow. Brad needed to find you to apologize for earlier and for how he had been treating you through his drama. He let his personal life affect his work.

Thoughts of your eyes looking up at him pleading flashed through his head. His dick twitched. Another reason he had been so distant was due to something much more primal.

He had hoped to salvage the relationship with his wife, but she had been making it frustratingly difficult and now with this news Brad knew that it was futile. Whenever he was on the edge of anger you seemed to inject yourself into the narrative. Calling him, emailing him, walking past his office.

It took no time at all for his mind associate you with his frustration. Eventually he couldn't even glance in your direction without his dick taking control. To calm down he would clinch his jaw and push thoughts of you back.

Thoughts of you bent over his desk in place of his wife. Spanking your ass raw as you beg for forgiveness. Thoughts of you riding his cock, impaling your tight hole. Thoughts of you on all fours looking up at him with those pleading eyes wiping his cum from your lips.

He desperately needed a release, he needed you. But he knew he couldn't cross that line. Especially now with the accusations of infidelity.

Pushing you to the back of his mind again. He resigned himself in his office. Brad needed to call Jonah and let him know that his soon to be ex-wife was pregnant. That he had not touched her in months. You had given him the key to fix the catastrophe that was his life.

Digging his cell out of his pocket he made the call to Jonah.

Today's administrative assistant appreciation day. One of your most favorite days of the year. Every year you would get flowers, lunch with Mr. Pitt and generous gift card. These days it would've come in handy.

You normally would be looking forward to it, but not today. Staying home was more appealing than going back to work and seeing him. Reluctantly you got up and got ready for work.

In the building you thought it best not to take the elevator. A nice jaunt up the stairs to clear your head was more appealing. By the time you made it to your floor your legs burned and your feet were screaming at you. Going up the stairs with heels will be a mistake you never make again. Sweating and panting from the stairwell you scanned the hall.

His door was closed. You thought about taking your laptop and hiding in a small meeting room all day.

*Ring You looked at the I.D. it was Sarah. You sighed in relief.

"Soooo what did you get this year?" Sarah excitedly asked over the phone.

He hadn't gotten you anything. Why would he? He hated you. It was only a matter of time before he finally pulled the trigger and fired you.

You sighed "Nothing.... I walked in expecting to see a bright colorful bouquet like every year, but nothing." You lied faking disappointment.

You failed to tell Sarah about the issues you were having with your boss. She was Mr. Reeves assistant and they were close really close. You didn't want her to try to get him to resolve the problem for you. Or possibly make things worse.

"Aw that sucks Y/N." She consoled you.

"Its ok... I think he seems like he has a-lot going on so it might have slipped his mind." you tried making up an excuse. It felt kind of true, you had assumed something was going on with so you tried treading lightly. But after yesterday you didn't care to know what he was going through. You didn't deserve to be treated the way he had treated you.

"You might be right... Um hold on a sec." Sarah placed you on a brief hold while you got to your daily task.

"Y/N?"

"I'm still here" you answered back.

"OK so I just spoke with Kea" Sarah always called Mr.Reeves that you used to be so envious of their closeness.

"We normally do lunch together on admin day, but since Mr.Pitt has neglected his duties he is treating you, me and Zoe to a long ladies only lunch anywhere we want."

"What? Really?" you perked up.

"Yea. Oooh lets get mimosas. I'm sending a group text now so we can coordinate."

"Your the best!" You say before telling her goodbye. At least you have a free lunch to still look forward to. *Click

All three of you indulged in bottomless mimosa throughout lunch. By the time you got back to the office all of you were a giggling mess. Tumbling into the elevator laughing and gossiping all while trying to compose yourselves and sober up. Riding up the elevator Zoe got off first and then Sarah. You gave them both departing hugs and rode the rest of the way alone.

When you finally made it to your floor you hopped off the elevator and was greeted with the sight of a huge rainbow bouquet. The monstrous bushel sat atop your desk and you squealed. Your heels click clacked against the marble tiles as you dashed to your desk with excitement. You had such a good time you totally forgot about the tumultuous relationship with your boss.

You rounded the desk, leaning down smelling the beautiful aroma. Grabbing the card you read it and your heart hurt slightly. It was from Mr. Reeves. No doubt pity flowers. 'Thanks Sarah' you thought sarcastically. It was a nice gesture but you were hoping maybe Mr.Pitt sent them to apologize. You flopped in your chair and pouted. Trying to sober up and get back to work.

Before you started you thought it best to Thank Mr. Reeves for his wonderful gift.

✉️ To: Mr. Reeves Subject: Thank you! Mr. Reeves thank you so much! The flowers are so beautiful and made my day. Also thanks for lunch it was amazing. I don't think I've ever had anything as delicious in all my life.☺️

Thanks again, Y/F/N

✉️ He replied quickly ✉️ To: Y/N Subject:Re: Thank you!

No problem at all Y/N. Just wanted to make sure you knew how much we appreciate you here.

I'm glad you ladies had great lunch. The food at La Tour d’Argent is OK, but I know a few other spots around town that are way better. I might have to take you there sometime. 😉 ✉️

As you read your thoughts drifted back to the foot massage he gave you a few days ago. If you didn't know any better you would think he was flirting. Compose yourself this man is not interested in you. He is just super nice.

You didn't reply back. Pushing thoughts of him out of your head as you try to focus on work.

"What's the occasion? Its not your birthday I know." His voice came from behind. You went rigid

He knew when your birthday was? Maybe he just had a calendar reminder. You shook it off.

"No its for administrative day" you responded timidly. It was getting harder to speak to him without thinking he would chew you out.

"I'm sorry I forgot"

The apology stunned you. That was the last thing you thought he would say to you. You figured he hadn't forgotten about Admin Day. Just that you didn't deserve it, but he had actually forgotten.

"It's ok Mr. Reeves bought the admins lunch and flowers" turning to him you say forcing a smile. Taking a whiff of the bouquet. He frowned at that and your nerves shot through the roof. He was going to yell at you again. You could feel it.

"Can I see you in my office?" He held the door open.

You were nervous. Were you about to get chewed out for taking a late lunch? Gawd could he tell you were drunk? Fuck!

Rising from your chair he ushers you in.

As you walked passed he caught your wrist and spun you shutting the door behind you. Moving in close, lifting your chin with one hand to look at him. There was a softness there that you hadn't seen in a while. A softness that you missed.

"I'm sorry" there was sincerity in his eyes and a hurt there you couldn't understand. This man was going through something in his mind that his mouth refused to give up. But his eyes were pleading.

You parted your lips to speak, but he leaned and captured your lips with his own. He started off soft but swiftly grew hungrier. Your eyes went wild as his tongue invaded your mouth. You shut your eyes tightly.

You had to be dreaming. Who was this man before you? Kissing you? Surely not the man that had been so mean and distant.

His arm snuck behind your back and his hand lowered itself on to your ass. Palming it he squeezed it lightly causing you to moan into his mouth. You could feel the warmth building in-between your legs. You kissed him back taking his blazer in your hand you pulled him into your chest.

He bit your bottom lip, pulling it lightly with his teeth before releasing it. Brad started peppering kisses along your jaw finding his way to your neck. There was a wetness pooling between your legs. You closed them tightly as if to prevent your juices from soaking through your panties and down your leg.

"I'm sorry" kissing your neck. His beard tickled your skin sending goosebumps down your spine "I'm sorry" he kissed again traveling further down your neck to your color bone. Sucking and kissing on your exposed flesh. Brad's fingers grazed the hem of your skirt before he began pushing it up your thighs.

Brad's hand danced along the edge of your panties before moving past your waistband. Methodically pushing a thick digit inside you making you pant. Pushing into his hand you urged him to do more. Taking his thumb he grazed your clit rubbing circles around it. His name quietly slipped from your lips.

Your juices coat his finger as he pulls out. Pushing in again he adds in another. Curling them inside you as he put his lips to yours again. Swallowing your moans as an orgasm peaked your core.

His other hand crept up your stomach until he found your breast. Cupping one through the fabric of your blouse.

Your back arched and you fell backwards, losing your balance he lost hold of you. The back of your head hit the door with a thud. You hissed on impact. Reaching one hand behind your head to coddle the pain.

Brad stepped closer.

"Wait wait wait!... I'm really confused sir." you screeched. You were stone cold sober now.

The bump had brought you back to reality. The reality were your boss had been so mean to you. Your MARRIED boss. Your thoughts went to Angelina and Jennifer. The weight of them had you panicking. It all felt so wrong.

When he and Jennifer ended you knew she thought you were sleeping with her husband. You didn't want to make her past speculation turn to a premonition. Or for his current wife to accuse you of being some Jezebel.

Shifting your skirt down you moved backwards to grab the handle to his door behind you and turned it. He looked as if he was at a loss for words of what to say. You were too.

When the door opened you backed out without looking. Hands grabbed your shoulders halting your movement. Turning swiftly your eyes fell on Mr.Reeves. You knew that this room was sound proof but the unease you felt of him almost walking in on you made you queasy.

"Whoa" Mr.Reeves exclaimed as he tried to stop you from bumping into him.

"Sorry Mr.Reeves"

"Please call me Keanu or Kea" he corrected you.

"Um yes sure. Um sorry I have to go" you pivoted and walked off down the hall. To a destination you hadn't quite figured out.

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