“Me, too. I think he was just jealous that maybe I wanted to be with David instead. I had to reassure him multiple times.” I winked at my best friend and she laughed knowing full well how I would have to convince my caveman.
“David told me about the incident with that bitch at the jewelry store. I heard about her months ago, according to David she has been persistent, but he just keeps telling her no. I am so happy for you. He’s really a great guy.”
I drove home with Paul and all my purchases. When I got in the condo, there was a handsome Sicilian waiting for me. The house was dim and candles were lit. The house smelled delicious. Michael was waiting by the door when I came in, still wearing the kitchen apron.
“Hi beautiful, did you have fun out shopping?”
“Yes I did, but I missed this sexy handsome Sicilian man who…” I smelled the air letting him know whatever it was smelled fantastic as I licked my lips, “cooked for me.”
I walked over and gave my sexy man a quick kiss on his lips. “I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Yes, amore, I can. I enjoy cooking when I can. I live alone and usually am extremely busy, so I order out or just have a sandwich. Please come sit and dinner will be done shortly. I see that you did as I asked and purchased some things.”
“Yes, I did. Do you want me to set the table?”
“No, my love, just relax and I will take care of everything.” He kissed me with a quick peck on the lips and went back into the kitchen.
Fifteen minutes later we were sitting at the dining room table, enjoying a nice dinner.
“So, sweetheart, when are you going to go back to your apartment to pick up the things you wish to bring here?”
“I haven’t said I was staying permanently, yet.” I just like to give him a reason to convince me and just like I thought, he didn’t let me down.
“Oh babe, but you are, even if I have to spend all day and all night to convince you.” He raised his eyebrow and gave me his sexy crooked smile and I melted like butter.
I carried my girl into the bedroom with the intention of making love to her all night, but I had to do something first. So only after one round in bed, I decided I would give her the present I had for her.
While Sarah jumped in the shower I called Paul to bring up the gift I had for her. I wanted to give her the world and one day I would, but for now, just a small token of my affection.
The doorbell rang and I rose to answer the door. She walked out of the shower wearing just a towel around her body and using another to dry her hair I think I wanted to commit murder and poor Paul was going to be my victim if he didn’t stop looking at her.
“Michael, who is here at this hour?”
Both Paul and Michael turned to me as I spoke. Both sets of eyes opened wide then the smile that graced Michael’s face disappeared. “Paul, thank you, and if you want to keep your eyes, I would turn right around and walk out that door.”
“Night, Michael, goodnight, Miss Owen.” Paul hurriedly left out the door. Michael looked at me like I was in serious trouble.
“Sweetheart, do you mind telling me, do you have a habit of walking around in a towel?”
“I am sorry. I really don’t have much to wear and you said we were staying in bed all night.”
“Yes, baby, but I needed Paul to drop something off for you.” He looked down at his feet at the sleeping puppy in the cushioned basket.
“Oh my, Michael, you got a puppy.” I ran up to him, snatching the puppy up from the basket at Michael’s feet and hugging him tight.
“Actually baby, he’s for you." I said, as I watched my girl in her excitement. She looked at the mutt with a super wide grin. He was a small little gray and black husky with sleepy blue eyes. It gave a big yawn and curled up to her bosom. “Hey, that is my spot puppy!”
“Really. Why? I mean I like him, but I haven’t agreed to stay here and well…”
“Well nothing, babe. We have already been over this. Besides, your aunt told me you have always wanted a dog, but your dad was allergic to them and then your new apartment doesn’t allow dogs. So, since you will be living with me, you are living with me and that is not up for debate, you can keep your puppy. He will grow to be a big boy. He can be here when I have to work late.”
“I will not be working for you for long. Then I am going to have to find a job, so I will probably be working just as late as you. Who will watch him then?”
“Who says you are going to be working for someone else? If you want to work, you can work for me.”
“Michael, that isn’t a good idea. What happens when our relationship goes sour? The moment we break up, what happens? You fire me or you keep me on and I will have to tolerate you bringing your whores to your office.”
“First, we aren’t breaking up, so get that out of your pretty little head. Second, I have never brought any of those others to my place of business. Third, I don’t want you to work for someone who will be staring at your sexy ass, like I do, when you are walking back to your desk.”
“Michael, you are just a perv, that’s why. Most men don’t stare at me all day.”
“Sweetheart, you just don’t notice it because you are turned around when they are ogling what’s mine. There is a place for you in my company and if not, I can hire you to sit around all day in my office, to look pretty for me.”
She swatted my arm. “You are a dork. I am going to find a job because despite what you may think, I was not born with money like some.” She tilted her head towards me and I wanted to tell her that I was once poorer than she could have imagined, but not until she was my wife. I know that is wrong, but I don’t give a fuck, I need her.
“No, not everyone can be wealthy. So what are we going to name him?”
“We, you said it was my dog, and I need to think of a name for him. It has to be a good one, so it will take some time. Come on puppy, let’s see what daddy got you.” She took the bag that Paul placed by the door with the treats and other stuff and they walked off into the bedroom. I couldn’t help but smile. She said I was the daddy. One day I wanted her to call me that, but to a sweet little human replica of us.
I followed them into the bedroom with the basket, placing it on the bed. She set the puppy down in it. The little guy was completely asleep. She saw that there was everything the little puppy could need for the next few days at least. She was so excited, she jumped up and down and gave me a big hug and kiss.
“I love you, Michael.” Sarah whispered to me. I don’t think I will ever get tired of hearing her say it.
I laid the basket on the floor near the bed and snatched Sarah’s towel right off her body as she stood next to the bed, breathing deeply. I watched as her breasts rose and fell. She was glowing right now with need. Skipping the preliminaries and on to the main event, I pulled off my shirt and tossed the boxers I slipped on for modesty purposes since I knew Paul was coming and tossed my Sarah on to the bed.
I flipped her over and on to her hands and knees. “Don’t be showing my goodies to anyone else.” Thwack, I hit her on her right cheek, thwack, I got the other one now. Seeking her wetness, my fingers tested her entrance, she was ready. Wasting no time, I entered her all the way to the hilt. I gripped her hair and lifted her body at the waist and into my chest. “You are mine, amore. No one should see your naked body or I might have to kill them. How do you want it? Do you want it rough or do you want me to take you slow, baby?”
“Rough, Michael!” I took my cue as she gushed her excitement onto my cock. I rode her hard from behind, gripping her throat.
“You like that?” I slid in and out fast, leaving most of me in her tight pussy. I felt her coat my cock some more with just my words. Fuck, the woman was going to unman me.
“Michael, yes, please yes.” Sarah moaned and pushed back, getting every inch of me into her. Her cries of release echoed in the condo, prompting my cock to spill every drop of my essence into her pulsating womb.
The next morning we walked the dog b
riefly down Michigan Avenue and headed back inside to get ready for work. Paul promised to check in on the pooch while we were in the office, which eased Sarah’s mind.
Chapter 14:
Everything was good until I called Sarah into my office to take notes for a conference call I had in about five minutes. She had her coat over her clothes this morning, so I had no idea that she would be dressed like a vixen.
She came into my office wearing the sexiest skirt suit I had ever seen. It hugged all the areas in all the right places. The blouse underneath was opened just above the bra line. I started palming my cock and closing my eyes without realizing it.
“Miss Owen, you are a naughty little secretary today. You dressed as though you are here to see your lover and not your boss.”
“Maybe I am.” Damn that woman was saucy as hell. I want her now.
“Really? Come over and show me what was on your agenda for your lover.”
She walked over and around my desk. I was feeling accommodating, so I opened my thighs wide enough for her to fit in between them.
“The thing is, sir. I think my boss is really, really sexy, and I just have a hard time concentrating when I know he has needs that haven’t been met today.” She stuck a finger inside her mouth, closed her lips, and gently sucked it before popping it out. This woman I swear was a menace.
“Well… I want you to be able to concentrate. Can’t have my assistant not performing her duties, well. On your knees, unbutton my pants, and touch him. Now be quiet. I have a call to make.”
I dialed the number or at least tried to. It took three times before I finally got it right. Sarah had her mouth devouring my length.
“Vitale here,” I said, grateful that my voice didn’t crack as I gulped in air.
Thankfully the call was going to be a short one and I was the last to jump on. She bobbed up and down, taking me deep in her throat. I had one hand in her hair and the other holding the phone. Fuck, I tried to concentrate but I was getting close, so I thought it best to mute my speaker and put the receiver down for one minute while I grabbed her hair hard as hell and fucked her mouth using my hips, lifting them off my chair.
“Swallow,” was all the warning she got as streams of come coated her throat. She licked me clean then sat back down on the opposite side of the desk. Acting as though she had not just given the best blowjob in the world, she picked up her pen and paper and started taking notes. Fucking woman was asking for it.
The call lasted another ten minutes. The moment I hung up, I was around the desk and lifting her out of her chair and taking her to the sofa in the corner of my office.
“You have been a bad girl, Sarah. Now I for sure don’t want you working for anyone else.” I took off her panties and ate her out tenderly until she started riding my face. She pushed her pelvis into my face as she was getting closer. Her screams could be heard throughout the floor, just as the head of security for the building came to drop off flowers that had arrived for Sarah.
After making her come, I rose up over her, assumed the position, and entered her once more. I nailed her to the sofa with my massive stake. I wanted to take her on every surface I could. There were a couple of locations I could check off my list, but then again, since I was just starting the list, this will be the only one that counts.
When they were cleaning up she asked, “Is this going to be a habit?”
“I sure hope it is. I want to be inside you as often as possible.” We kissed some more and she returned to her desk.
“Sarah, did you finish…Who the fuck sent you flowers?” I walked out of my office, remembering I needed the Waterman report when I saw a large vase of roses on Sarah’s desk. Instantly my jealousy reared its ugly green head. I know that I hadn’t sent her shit today. I had a fucking feeling who they were from, and I was hoping that I was right. I wanted to put a nail in his coffin. The courts couldn’t ignore his stalking.
“I don’t know. I came out of your office and they were there.”
Michael read the card: I am sorry. I still love you.
What the hell? I knew exactly who it was from and I called the security desk.
“Who brought up the flowers?” I asked with anger tinging my voice.
“I did, sir. They were dropped off about ten minutes ago.”
“You did. Who brought them?”
“There was an unmarked delivery truck. They signed in with the company they were from.” Livid was an understatement. At the moment, I was feeling murderous.
“Please send up the video. I want to know who brought her these.” I wanted to bite someone’s head off. That bastard sent her flowers. He had a lot of fucking balls or had to be fucking stupid.
“Yes, sir.” The security guard was thinking I was going to kill any man that would dare send her something. He just may be right. They all knew about us and my feelings were obvious, considering I didn’t even let females come here to my offices.
“Michael, do you think it is from him?”
“Yes, baby. We will talk to the police after I review the video.”
We got the video cued on Michael’s computer and all that could be seen was a delivery guy from Mad Messenger’s on State and Randolph. He called the company and found out it was a cash delivery and the person used a fake name. Michael called the detectives as I sat there stunned. I was trying not to let this get me down. I had just been in heaven a moment before I got to my desk.
“Detective Marshall here. How can I help you?” Michael put the call on speakerphone so they could hear us both.
“Detective, this is Michael Vitale and Sarah Owen. She just received a bouquet of roses with a card that says, ‘I am sorry. I still love you.’ I know they had to have come Andrews.”
Sarah chimed in with a hint of panic in her voice, “What are we supposed to do?”
“We have to wait until we have all the information before we can strategize a plan, but you can be extra vigilant to make sure that you do not go out without someone with you.”
“Sarah, do you have any other exes that would have a reason to be sorry?”
“No, I haven’t seen any of my exes, except for Jason, in a very long time and definitely not any that would feel they should be sorry.”
“Well then, I want to see that video you have and the card you received. Do you know what floral place it came from?”
“No, there were no markings from any company and the delivery company said that it was sent by a Franklin Lloyd Right. Get this. The bastard spelled the name wrong. It had to have been him.”
“We will be there shortly. Does your office have surveillance outside the building? We could see if he is out there waiting for a reaction.”
“That is a great idea, detective. I will have the tape cued for the last hour.” Michael pulled me in his arms and kissed my forehead.
“It’s going to be all right. I am not going to let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?” I was really frightened for both of us. He could come after us at any time. We weren’t traveling with tons of guards or anything.
“Of course I do, Michael, but it seems like he has a few screws loose now. That can make Jason extremely dangerous.”
We held and kissed each other for, I don’t know how long, until we were interrupted by security. They called up informing us that the detectives had arrived, along with one of their techs to review the footage on Michael’s computer. When it’s high profile victims and suspects, the police are all over it.
They all looked at the video but found no footage of Jason anywhere. It was very frustrating.
“Miss Owen, Mr. Vitale, I am sorry to say that right now there is nothing we can do. Without proof that he actually sent these to you, we can’t do anything.”
“That’s bullshit. What are we supposed to do? Wait until her tries to attack her again.” I was pissed. I didn’t like feeling helpless.
“Calm down Mr. Vitale. Getting angry isn’t going to help.” I wanted to throw those detectives out of my o
ffice, but Sarah squeezed my hand.
“Have there been any other incidents that could have been him?” Detective Turner said.
“Well, the day David stopped by there was a call, and when I answered it, no one said anything and then hung up.”
“Who is David?” The detectives needed to rule out any other potential stalkers.
“He is my best friend.” I wanted them to know that looking into him would be a dead end.
“Okay, well, until he makes contact I am sorry, but there is nothing more for us to do.”
“Thank you, officers.” I walked them to the elevators and asked the question that had been on my mind for a while. “What happens if the bastard tries to attack? Am I within my rights to end his ass?”
“Mr. Vitale, we can only say that if you are in your home self-defense is a plausible excuse, but we would not recommend taking the matters into your own hands.”
“I am not planning to attack him, but I will do anything and everything to protect Sarah.”
“We understand, sir, but please be careful, desperate people do crazy things.” They left with a warning to not be alone, either one of us because Jason may attack me, too.
“Hey baby, how are you feeling?” She put her arms around my waist and her head on my chest.
“I am better with you around, but my love, we have some work to do for the day, and I think I would feel better if we actually got some work done so we can get ready for the benefit tonight.” I squeezed her tight and let her go.
We both had been working on our respective projects and had made the deadline. I stayed later in the office since it would not take me long to get ready, and I had a lot of shit to catch up on. Paul stayed with Sarah as she went to the salon and back to the condo to dress.
I met them without any security at the house, against express orders of the police. Thankfully nothing happened, except I had gotten a flat tire, which my security at the office helped with. I had them look into it, but there was nothing on the underground footage.
Chapter 15:
I got dressed in the spare bedroom because I wanted to be surprised. I waited for her in the living room and when she appeared, I was speechless. Sarah walked into the room with a long black dress that was strapless and looked as though it was painted on. Her curves were accentuated and when she moved, the slit climbed up her leg all the way to her hip, fuck I was going to jail tonight. I am going to warn Paul and David so they will be ready with bail. Her dress was of a silky material that shined as she sashayed over to me. I felt hypnotized by the beauty that was my Sarah.
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