“Yes, boss.”
I refreshed myself and put on some make-up, wondering what Aiden had up his sleeve.
The elevator doors opened and thankfully Nancy’s attention was on someone else. Unfortunately, that person was Darek. After working at a diner in Cincinnati my whole childhood, I had learned how to greet anyone, no matter how much they rattled my nerves. “Hi, Darek. Good morning, Nancy. Mr. Ford is expecting me--” Before either of them could respond, the door to Aiden’s office opened.
There he was, the most drop dead gorgeous man in New York City. He signaled for me to enter and I brushed past him, sensing Nancy and Darek’s eyes burning into the back of my head. The door closed and he stood casually with a hand in his pocket; his hazel-colored eyes penetrating into me.
“Open the bag.”
I glanced at the chair next to me, noticing a cute, paper bag. I reached my hand in and pulled out a black, button-down Channel blouse. It was the same blouse I showed him at his apartment. I couldn’t believe he found it. “How did you? It’s exactly what I wanted!” I looked across the room at him and everything work related disappeared. He walked towards me with his primal swagger and my heart rate increased.
I leaned onto one hip, trying to keep my composure. Images of his rock hard cock, thrusting into me relentlessly, flashed through my mind. He was about to conquer me and there was nothing I could do about it. My lips parted in anticipation.
“That is the last time you leave my side.”
He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me toward him, claiming me with his lips.
I had never been held by a man the way Aiden held me. My tongue circulated his mouth gently as his fingers clenched the back of my head. It felt so good to be under his touch again. I wrapped my hands around his waist and bit my lip. His eyes burned.
“What do you want?”
I crawled my fingers across his crotch and cupped his busty package with my whole hand. “I want to be your little choo-choo train and let you ride me until I go choo-choo!”
I kissed him again, smiling. “Thank you for the blouse.” I peeled myself off of him. “I need to get back to work now.” I tucked my new Channel blouse in my bag and walked towards the door, sensing Aiden’s eyes on my perky ass. I opened the door, almost knocking over Darek as he fumbled his phone. He walked off, turning the corner with a suspicious air about him.
I walked into the HR department and everyone was staring at me. I guess it had been a long time since I was in the office. I wrapped my arms around Stephanie, hard at work with her ear buds in. She noticed my face and yanked off her headphones, pulling me down by her side. “Did you hear the tape?”
I looked at her, confused. I could sense something was wrong. “What the hell is going on? Why is everyone looking at me?”
She entered a link in her web browser while lowering the volume on her speakers. “Just don’t do anything crazy.” She pulled up an audio file on the company server, posted by someone unknown. I braced myself.
“Just hit play.”
I heard Aiden’s voice, ‘what do you want?...I want to be your little choo-choo train and let you ride me until I go choo-choo.’ The audio ended and my heart sank. Stephanie was kind enough to hold back her laugh; she knew this was incredibly embarrassing for me.
“Do you know who recorded it?” I suddenly realized why Darek ran away from Aiden’s office.
“Yes.” She closed her laptop.
“Darek?” I shook my head in disbelief. “What do you think? He has been out to get me from the beginning. I feel like we’re working in the white house.” She put her hand on my shoulder; I was deflated. “It’s ok, people will forget about it. Just nail the event tomorrow. No pun intended.” I wanted to laugh but I didn’t have it in me.
I was done. I had no more fight left in me. I grabbed my purse and stood up. If I hung around any longer I would crawl under my desk and cry. “I can’t show up at the event tomorrow. Everyone is going to think that I slept with Aiden to get the job.”
I snuck into the stairwell with Stephanie following me from behind. “Everyone knows you are a professional. Who cares what they think of you and Aiden?”
I shook my head. “I should have kept things professional and never crossed that line with Aiden.” I descended towards the lobby with Stephanie blowing me a kiss as I turned the corner.
I walked through the main lobby of Eco-Farming Enterprises for what I hoped would be the last time. The cold air outside disoriented me and I looked around, forgetting which way my subway station was. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I turned around and looked up at a concerned look from Aiden.
“I’m sorry, Gloria.” He was concerned for me. Of course, he had nothing to worry about for himself. He was the CEO.
I pulled myself away from him. “I’m sorry if I’m messing up tomorrow’s event in any way, but I’m quitting. You can hire Luise to take over since he’s feeling better.”
Aiden took my hand into his. “It’s not the event that I’m worried about. I can recreate these events with hard work and willpower, but what I have with you isn’t replaceable. I don’t want to lose you.”
I withdrew my hand from his grip. “We’re in this situation because you kissed me and gave me that blouse in your office. If we had separated business from pleasure then none of this would have happened. Now the whole office building knows about it and I look like a slut.”
Aiden’s voice grew defensive. “That’s not true. Nobody believes that.”
Fuck. Here come the tears. God damn it! My eyes swelled and that old familiar pain from my fiancé returned, pinching my heart. “You made a fool of me…I trusted you.”
He listened to me carefully, even under these circumstances. He was always trying to understand me, and it was his most attractive quality. He ran the back of his index finger over the two small beauty marks, sitting next to my eye. “Remember what the psychic told you. You were going to meet someone with the same mark on your body.”
I wanted to laugh at him. “She was talking about my career!” I closed my eyes for a moment, feeling the soft touch of his hand against my face for what might be the last time.
He lowered his voice. “Exactly, then keep the job.”
I opened my eyes and pulled myself away for the last time. “I’m sorry, Mr. Ford, but I can’t see you anymore… in any capacity.”
It was the first time I had ever seen Aiden vulnerable. There was a sweetness inside his walls that most people didn’t know about. I didn’t want his event to fall apart, but there was no way I could show my face with him again in public. I’m sure he had a backup plan, anyway.
***
I walked up the creaky steps of my brownstone, lit by a dangling fluorescent light. I unlocked my door and stepped into my little safe haven, switching on the light. I threw my keys on the table near my plant and turned on a playlist with my favorite songs from Joni Mitchell’s album ‘Blue’. “Hey Katrina, how was your day? I bet it wasn’t as bad as mine. I hadsort of a sex tape leaked online today… Now, I know how Jennifer Lawrence must have felt. What has our world come to? Can’t anyone get any privacy anymore?”
I laid down on my sofa and played a voice message on my phone. It was the bank; they were calling for the second time this week to remind me that my school loan payment was past due and collecting interest. Shit. The light on my ceiling suddenly flickered and blew out. I curled into a ball. “Katrina…I think we’ve hit rock bottom. At least, it can’t get any worse than this.”
I suddenly heard a faint sound of moaning in the distance. Oh no. The moaning grew louder and turned into a high pitch squealing. It was my neighbor, the hyena, and her boyfriend. I covered my head with a pillow, wanting to die.
I managed to drown out all of the sounds in the room and stared at my plant, lit by a slither of moonlight. I stayed on the couch all night, without falling asleep.
The sun eventually came up, spilling new light into
the room. My eyes, a bit sore and tired, noticed something different about the roots of the plant. I sat up and walked across the room. I bent over my plant and found a tiny bud starting to grow. I couldn’t believe it. The plant was coming back to life. Chuck’s voice played through my head. “They need more than just water, they also need connection.”
I suddenly had an ah-ha moment. It wasn’t the gossip at work I was scared of…it was Aiden’s love for me that scared me the most.
He was the first good thing that had come into my life in a long time and I was pushing him away. And it was killing me. I needed connection just as much as the plants did. My chest expanded and a new sense of hope rose up my body.
There was no way I was giving up because of that weasel, Darek. I took a hot shower and rejuvenated my body. A flood of realizations poured over me as I cleaned myself. After my separation from my fiancé, I convinced myself that I didn’t deserve to be loved anymore. I had somehow blamed myself for all of it.
I dried myself off and twirled around like a ballerina, something I hadn’t done since I was 12 years old. I put on the Channel blouse Aiden had given me and looked at myself in the mirror. I ran my finger over the two, little beauty marks next to my eyes. The thought of seeing my sex trap, Aiden Ford, again made me smile inside.
GLORIA
I arrived outside the trendy, five-star venue by taxi and was greeted by a doorman. I entered the lobby of the private dining hall. I looked the best I had ever looked in my life, and that was without a night of sleep. I’ve got this. It’s already in the bag. The three bitter assistants, checking people in at a side table, glanced up and flashed me dirty looks. Whatever. I was used to their negativity.
I moved towards the large doors and was stopped by Darek, holding a clipboard. “I’m sorry Gloria, but I’ve taken over the position.”
“What happened to Luise?”
He flashed a fake smile at some of the passing guests. “Luise is still sick. He couldn’t make it on such short notice.” I lowered my voice and looked Darek square in the eyes. “I know that your wife cheated on you six years ago. I heard about it from the staff. I’m not the only one people talk about.”
He crossed his arms, not pleased with the direction this was going in. “And honestly, I get it. You have a right to be upset. It sucks. But you need to grow up and become a man because not all women are out to undermine you. In fact, some of us want to help you.”
He dropped his head and averted my eyes. I pulled the clipboard slowly out of his hands. “Now step aside and please let me do my job.” He stepped aside and I entered the massive dining hall, decorated with chandeliers and a giant elephant statue at the back of the room.
I walked through the room, receiving a few more dirty looks from some of the office staff. I brushed them off and walked towards Stephanie, who stuck out like a sore thumb with her bundle of auburn hair.
She gave me a tight hug and whispered, “hey girl, you look sexy as hell. Beautiful blouse.”
“Thanks!” I spotted my prince charming on the other side of the room, surrounded by donors and other admirers. She handed me the latest seating chart and I walked in a straight line towards my man, Aiden Ford.
AIDEN
Her hips swayed as she walked through the crowd, her beautiful, wavy, hair, flowing behind her. She was taking over coordination of the event and I loved every moment of it. I turned away from a couple guests I was making small talk with and took in Gloria’s full appearance from top to bottom. “Nobody has ever made that Channel blouse look so good.”
She blushed like a little girl. I wanted to pick her up and bend her over the banquet table, but she would wake up with her face in all the tabloids and never talk to me again.
She lowered her voice, smiling. “Thank you. You look pretty handsome yourself.”
“I thought you quit.”
She nibbled on the tip of her pen. “I didn’t want to miss this opportunity.”
I glanced around the room. “I’m glad. It looks like you organized a very good event.”
She took a deep breath. “That’s not the opportunity I’m talking about…I’m talking about us.” Her blue eyes sparkled under the chandeliers. “I was lying to you about the psychic.”
“There was no psychic?”
She straightened her face. “No! I did see a cheap psychic on a drunk dare, but when she said I would meet someone important with the same mark on their body, she wasn’t talking about my career…” Gloria blushed, “…she was talking about my heart.”
I wished I could kiss her in that moment.
She scanned some names on the guest list. “Now, before I start crying, or you start groping me in public again, let’s knock this thing out the park.” She walked away and managed some staff members who looked lost. Not only was my cock aching to bury every inch of itself inside of her, but a part of me was also deeply touched by her confession. I never doubted that she was mine, but now she knew it, too. I was the luckiest man in the room.
Darek walked up to the podium and invited all of the guests to sit down for dinner. He gave a short speech that ended with an applause. “There is one last person I would like to thank this evening because, without her, none of this would have been possible. Please put your hands together for the charity’s Head Coordinator, Gloria Haggerty.” Gloria turned around and the whole room, looked at her, applauding. She glanced at me and smiled.
***
After what turned out to be our most successful event so far, I returned to my apartment with the best prize of the night. I opened a bottle of Champaign and poured two glasses; one for me and one for Gloria. We held up our flutes and I made a toast. “I’ve got to admit. You have a lot of potential in two areas; one is in the non-profit sector.”
She smiled unable to wait for me to complete my sentence. “And what’s the other?”
I took her by the hand and led her into my bedroom. “I will show you the other area.”
She fell onto my bed, spilling some Champaign and giggling. I turned on some dance music on my Bose surround sound speakers and she stood up on my bed. She moved her hips to the beat, gradually unbuttoning her blouse. She bent over, revealing her inviting cleavage. She twirled her blouse over her head and threw it onto my head. She undid her bra, slowly unveiling her soft, creamy tits.
I climbed onto the bed and pulled down her panties. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had been waiting to devour her all night. I took off my pants and she reached into my underwear, pulling out the monster between my legs. She wrapped her hand around it and brought it to her mouth. It entered the warm crevice of her mouth. This girl had a way of turning me on that was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. She circled her tongue around it, making me groan. My cock was aching with pleasure. The look of her head bopping up and down drove me crazy.
GLORIA
His manhood filled up my whole mouth as the heat from his gland traveled down my throat and through my whole body. He looked me in the eyes with the gaze of a tiger and growled. “I’m going to fuck your tight little pussy and make you mine.” I held onto his girth with one hand as he lowered me down onto my back.
I smiled. “I am already yours.”
He wrapped himself with a rubber and spread my legs open. He dipped all 9 inches of his strong, hard manhood into my soft, soaking wet nectar. I groaned as my legs trembled. “Oh, Aiden…Take me…Take all of me.” He swerved his hips like a screwdriver while thrusting into me. I felt tension being released from parts of my body that I never knew had tension. His gorgeous, rock-hard abs swayed back and forth over me. My mind and body were captivated by Aiden Ford. He brought out new parts of myself I didn’t know existed.
I felt a sudden impulse to take charge and spun him onto his back. He glanced up, smiling. I held him down by the shoulders and started riding him like a cowgirl. He growled as I swallowed his rod with my tight little pussy. I gyrated my hips faster and faster. His head tilted back an
d his forehead broke into a sweat. We were both at the edge.
His voice grew deep and steady. “Cum for me.”
My head leaned back and my arms flailed. An electric current soared up my spine, converting into a light show in my brain. My eyes locked with Aiden and everything around us became warm and fuzzy. I fell onto my side as the spasms in my legs ran their course. My body finally simmered down and I snuggled my head into Aiden’s arms.
We gradually caught our breath and sat up in bed. He handed me a glass of purified water. “Do you remember I said there was a man who was my mentor in Ghana?”
I sipped the cool water, replenishing my body. “Yeah, you said he changed your whole point of view.”
“Well, he told me that he had a granddaughter in the US who lived in New York. And that…she has two small beauty marks next to her eyes, just like I have.”
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