by Hope Stone
“Let’s get as far away from these people as possible,” he muttered as we left. We headed toward the staff bar. I thought it would be empty as it had been the night before, but it was filled with people. We stood at the entrance and looked at each other, knowing that neither of us wanted to be in the crowd.
“Give me a minute, stay here,” he said as he headed towards the bar. I watched as he quietly managed to ease past people to get to the bartender. He handed over some cash and the bartender handed him a bottle of whiskey from the top shelf with two glasses and a broad smile on his face.
“I thought we could go somewhere a little quieter, less… loud,” he said as he walked past me and lead me to the beach. It was pretty deserted. We didn’t have any towels or anything to sit on, but that didn’t seem to bother Finley as he sat down straight on the sand in his designer suit. He then removed his jacket and placed it on the ground next to him so I could sit on it.
We sat down and talked about our lives, friends and family. He told me all about how his brother-in-law had died in a car crash two years ago and he tried his best to be there for his niece and nephew. He knew that raising two kids on her own was hard on his sister and he was lucky that he could afford to support her so she didn’t have to work.
“We weren’t raised wealthy. My dad was an alcoholic and my mom left when we were young. We only have each other. I didn’t study after high school. I started working at a tech company as an assistant and then just sort of picked it up. I learned how to code from a coworker and just sort of became good at it. And then everything just started going right in my career. I couldn’t do anything wrong. And now, I’m just terrified of making a mistake and having it all taken away from me. My luck has to run out sometime…”
Chapter 12: Finley
It was so easy to talk to Ally. Something about her made me want to be as honest about myself and my life as I possibly could. I found myself admitting things to her that I didn’t even understand myself. But she took it all in and genuinely seemed to care and understand where I was coming from.
We watched the sun set and my hand found hers in the sand between us. I knew it was supposed to be wrong, but it felt so incredibly right. She wasn’t really my employee. I didn’t sign her paycheck. That would be done by Henders. And in a few days, we wouldn’t work together at all. But I didn’t want to think about going back to the real world in that moment. I just wanted to enjoy the feeling of her hand in mine.
Eventually, it began to get a little cold out on the beach as it got dark. We slowly got up and took a walk back to the guest house. Her hand was no longer in mine and I realized that was probably because we were likely to walk past other guests. She probably didn’t want anyone thinking that she was using this week as an excuse to get close to a man with money. Or maybe she just didn’t feel the same way I did. As much as I wanted to, I had no idea what she was thinking.
When we got inside the guest house, I suggested we have one last drink before going to bed. I just wanted an excuse to spend more time with her. I didn’t ever want to sleep again if it meant that I would have to spend time away from her. Those kinds of thoughts were fuelled by the booze and I knew that. I wasn’t thinking logically. But I didn’t want to.
I could tell that she didn’t want to go to bed either. She put on some music on her laptop, and I immediately liked her taste. It was a playlist of classic rock, starting with The Rolling Stones, “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction.” I took her hand in mine once again and started dancing.
I hadn’t danced in years. It just wasn’t something I ever did. But with her, I wanted to dance. She made me feel like dancing. It was one way to get her body close to mine in a flirty way. She was smiling and her eyes were shining. Suddenly I couldn’t hold back any more. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her.
The kiss started gently, tentatively wondering whether she would kiss me back. But she did kiss me back and with a whole lot of passion. I think it was a combination of the whiskey and the building feelings between us. I could tell at that moment that she felt the same way. She wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with her.
It was as if some kind of energy was missing from my life and then all of a sudden I was so completely energized by her touch. It started off slowly, her lips on mine, her body in my arms. But soon, it became clear that we needed each other and we were both eager for that to happen.
My hands made their way down her back until they were cupping her perfect ass. I used my strength to lift her up and put her down on the kitchen counter. She leaned down to continue kissing me as her hands started unbuttoning my shirt. I slid my hands up her thighs, underneath her dress… pulling it up as they moved… until she was pulling it over her head.
I took a step back, removing my shirt and taking in the sight of her almost naked body. The sight of her took my breath away. I moved back to her, wrapping my arms around her and feverishly kissing her cleavage. She unclasped her bra and her large breasts were free. I smiled at her, my eyes filled with lust.
I kissed her chest, her breasts and then finally her nipples. I took my time on each one, feeling them harden beneath my flickering tongue. Soft moans were escaping from her lips and I could feel myself getting hard, my cock straining against the restriction of my pants. I ignored the urge to set it free. I wanted to focus on her for a while. I wanted to make her scream from pleasure. I didn’t care who heard us.
I continued flicking my tongue against her nipples as my hand separated her thighs. I pushed aside her pretty red panties and let two of my fingers explore inside her. I smiled as I noted that she was already quite wet. It made me feel wanted. This way I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
She gasped as I slowly started fingering her. Her moans becoming a little louder. I pushed my fingers in a little farther and a little faster. She began biting her lip in anticipation. I kissed her belly as I moved lower and lower, eventually pushing her thighs farther apart to make way for my head.
She tasted sweet, like a freshly picked peach with a little bit of lavender. I flicked my tongue around her clitoris while I continued to finger her. Her moans were only making me work harder. I wanted to see how loud I could get her to be. I started sucking on her clit and her thighs involuntarily squeezed against my head, her body trying to cope with the pleasure.
Chapter 13: Ally
He was driving me crazy. My body was beginning to shake as I felt the build-up of an orgasm. Finley knew exactly what he was doing. Every move he made was intentional. He wanted nothing more than to pleasure me and that turned me on even more. He was thoughtful. He hadn’t even removed his pants yet.
I breathed in and out slowly as I was hit with waves of pleasure, an orgasm about to hit. He continued to finger me and work away at my clitoris with his tongue. It was clear that he wanted this to be a moment I’d remember. My toes were curling and I began to moan louder than I want to, but I couldn’t control it. It was like every muscle in my body was convulsing as an orgasm crashed over me.
After I’d come, he looked up at me, a huge smile on his face that let me know that we weren’t even close to being finished. He stood up and pulled me into his arms as he kissed me deeply and passionately. I was still shuddering as he held me tightly. I decided it was my turn to pleasure him.
I reached down and felt his large cock through his pants. I’d caught a glimpse of its size when he’d been walking around in sweatpants but it was even bigger when it was erect. He groaned as I began to massage him through his suit. I paused, almost breathless, “Take me to the bedroom.”
He lifted me almost effortlessly and carried me through to his bedroom. He threw me down on the bed and got on top of me, separating my thighs once again. He began fiddling with his belt buckle, struggling to undo it in the heat of the moment. I moved his hand to the side and unbuckled it for him, taking the opportunity to unzip his pants at the same time.
“Take them off,” I ordered with a huge smile on my face, excited t
o see what he’d been hiding all this time. He obliged, without once taking his eyes off of me. His cock sprang up as soon as he dropped his underwear. It was big and thick, larger than my ex-boyfriend from college, that was for sure.
I sat up on the edge of the bed and he knelt down and kissed me gently. I was so excited, I couldn’t wait any longer. I took his cock in my hands, massaging it as he groaned into my lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up, throwing me back down on the bed and climbing on top of me.
He used his left hand to separate my thighs while he stroked the side of my face sweetly with the other one. Finley then kissed me as he guided himself inside me. I gasped as I felt him push his cock in, slowly, carefully, lovingly. There was a slight hint of pain, but mostly I was filled with pleasure. It would take some time to get used to the size, but I was excited about what was going to happen next.
He kissed my neck as he built up rhythm, slowly moving in and out, taking care not to be too rough with me. I bit him lightly on the shoulder, teasingly, letting him know he didn’t have to treat me like a porcelain doll. He got the message and started going a little harder, a little faster. I tried to hold back my moans but there was absolutely nothing I could do.
After he’d built up a rhythm in time with his kisses, I could already feel a second orgasm about to hit. My nails dug into his shoulders as I held on tightly. He lovingly nibbled on my earlobe, letting me know it was all right.
Chapter 14: Finley
Part of me liked the way she was digging her nails into my shoulders and part of me loved it. It wasn’t violent or anything and it barely hurt. It was like she couldn’t control herself and that drove me crazy. The tiny bit of pain it caused mixed with the pleasure to make the whole experience all the more intense.
She looked beautiful as her face flushed with excitement. I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock as she came for the second time that night. It made me feel amazing that I could elicit that response from her, that I could make her scream with pleasure. Her breathing sped up and her moans were short but loud. I loved the way she sounded like she was exploding with joy from the inside.
I could feel her body shuddering against mine and it turned me on even more, which I didn’t think was possible. I used my hands to pull her up so that she was straddling me. I thought that I would have to do most of the work as she was already breathless after two orgasms, but that didn’t stop her from moving in time with me.
Our hips met with every thrust and she bit into my shoulder where her nails had been. I kissed her roughly as I felt my whole body preparing to come. I started moving harder and faster, hearing her rising moans once again. She was screaming by the time I came, already climaxing for the third time. We orgasmed together and lay down on the bed trying to catch our breaths.
I was grinning from ear to ear. She let out a little laugh and added a breathless “wow.” I must admit, it was the best sex I’d ever had. She was so into it, so responsive and so excited that it fueled me to try to please her as much as possible. And in the process, I ended up having the most intimate and amazing experience.
We fell asleep soon afterward, wrapped up in each other’s arms. I didn’t need a sleeping pill; I was exhausted. For the first time in years, I hit snooze when my alarm went off at 6 am. But, unfortunately, my phone started ringing at 6:30 am. Ally woke up to answer it, but I stopped her and let her sleep in. We’d gone way past trying to act professional around each other. And, anyway, if someone was calling that early in the morning, it was because it was likely an emergency.
I was right. It was Steve, my managing director. Someone had leaked that there was a possible security risk related to our smartwatches and people were freaking out. Customers were turning off their devices and even destroying them for fear that their personal data would be compromised. It was a PR nightmare and our stocks were plummeting. We needed to sort things out immediately.
The thing is, as soon as we’d noticed the very slight chance that our smartwatches could be open to hacking if there was a particular connectivity issue, we’d fixed it in the space of 30 minutes. Nobody’s personal data had been captured and all the devices were 100% safe. But that wasn’t the information that was anonymously leaked.
I knew that I would have to fly back to New York immediately. There was nothing I could do from this remote island. I would have to cancel my talk at the convention. I looked at Ally in bed next to me and I decided then and there that I wanted her to come back with me.
Chapter 15: Ally
I was wracked with guilt from the moment I saw the look on his face. He kissed me and told me that he wanted me to come back with him. That I didn’t need to worry about my father’s medical bills, that he’d cover them. He just wanted me by his side while he dealt with this crisis at work.
“I don’t get how anyone could have known. All of our emails are heavily encrypted and our phone line is 100% secure. It must have been someone at the company and when I find out who it is, I’m going to make sure they never work in the tech industry ever again. In fact, they’ll be lucky if they find a job at a fast-food restaurant.”
I didn’t respond, I just helped him pack. And then I went and packed my own clothes as quickly as I could. I called the pilot and made sure that he was ready to fly as soon as we got out to the airstrip. I couldn’t look Finley in the eyes.
He held my hand on the plane and squeezed it tightly. I could see the stress in his eyes. This was what he’d been so terrified of happening. All his fears had come to life and it was entirely my fault. Every now and then, he’d kiss me sweetly, but the worry never left him.
It was a three-hour flight and I knew I had to tell him. I didn’t care about the money… from him or from Henders. I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t keep lying to him. I cared about him too much. I didn’t realize that Henders would do it so suddenly and that it could tear down everything that Finley had worked so hard to build. I couldn’t believe how selfish I had been. I had put my own needs above anyone else’s and I felt like the worst person alive.
As we began to land, Finley finally got off of the phone and I knew that I had to tell him. I looked him in the eyes and immediately felt tears welling up in my own. I couldn’t stop sobbing. He looked bewildered and took my hands in his.
“Is this all too much for you? Am I moving too fast? I’m sorry, I should have stopped and asked how you felt about all of this. I shouldn’t have assumed your feelings,” he said quietly. It only made me feel even worse. I definitely had feelings for him, strong ones.
“No, you don’t understand. It was me. I took Steve’s message the other day and I told Henders,” I said between sobs.
“I… I… I don’t understand. Why would you do that? Why would you tell Henders?”
“I wasn’t being paid to be your assistant, I was being paid to gather information about your business and its weaknesses. I’m so sorry. I just wanted to pay my father’s bills. I didn’t know you when I accepted the job. And I know that shouldn’t matter. What I did was wrong. I didn’t know he would try to destroy your whole business. I mean, I should have known, but I didn’t. All I cared about was being able to pay my dad’s medical bills. I’m so sorry. I know you’re going to hate me, but I couldn’t lie to you. I hate myself.”
The plane had landed and he was just sitting there, his mouth open. He had no idea what to say and it was clear on his face. And then, all of a sudden, his features hardened. His eyes went from caring and loving to distant and business-like.
“I think you should get the hell off of my plane.”
I didn’t have a response. I had no leg to stand on. I stood up and walked off of the plane. I wanted to turn around and say something to fix everything… but there was nothing I could say. I had done something truly awful to someone who was more amazing than I could ever imagine.
I got in a cab, tears still streaming down my face. I gave the cab driver my father’s address and went home. At the very least, I could
see my dad, even though I was sure that I was no longer going to be paid by Henders. I didn’t care. If my father had known what I’d done to get that money, he probably wouldn’t have accepted it anyway.
Chapter 16: Finley
I tried to harden myself, to get myself back into business mode. But I couldn’t. I was broken. It was so strange, I’d only met Ally a few days ago and honestly, it seemed insane to have such intense feelings for her already. But I couldn’t deny how she’d made me feel and how I was sure she’d felt the same.
I needed to focus on my company. It needed me more than ever. My driver took me straight to the office and I got into crisis control immediately. I called Steve and my communications officer into the office and told them exactly what had happened. I left out the fact that I’d fallen for Ally and slept with her. And I didn’t mention her name. I didn’t want her to get in trouble for this. As angry with her as I was, I understood what it meant to do whatever you had to for your family.
We got to work on speaking to the press, telling our customers that there was no risk and that when we’d figured out that there was the slightest chance we could be hacked, we’d fixed the loophole in less than half an hour. No one’s personal data was ever really compromised. If we’d thought it was possible, we would have recalled our products. We made it clear that our customers’ trust was the most important thing to us.
We stuck to that message and did every kind of press interview possible. I spoke on camera and let my picture be taken for the first time in years. I just wanted to make sure that our company regained investor and customer trust. The next few days were a blur of journalists and talk show hosts.
