Amber leaned back in her chair sighing.
“I’m not sure, Ash. I don’t really know what happened between the two of you.”
Rolling my eyes, I decided to give her a brief glimpse into my personal past something I never do with anyone.
“To make a long story short, Amber, Veronica and I were together for two years in graduate school. I enjoyed her company she was and still is a beautiful, smart woman. But she wanted more than I was willing to give at the time.”
“So she wanted a commitment from you?”
I nodded sipping my coffee.
“Yes. She continually professed her love for me, but I couldn’t return the sentiment.”
Amber nodded knowingly.
“It’s simple then, Ash. Tell her just that.”
“You want me to lie to her? I’m not going to do that not even for a deal like this.”
Amber shook her head.
“No. I mean tell her how you feel.”
“I did ten years ago. I told her I cared a lot for her, but that I didn’t love her.”
Amber rolled her eyes at me.
“No wonder she was mad. Look, Ash, I know you’re fantastic with women from what I’ve heard and seen, but I know how she feels.”
“And that is--?”
“That when a woman loves a man and he refuses to commit it says to her she isn’t worthy of his time, his trouble. A woman will think that maybe if she’d done something differently or was more attractive…”
I held my hand up.
“No, Amber, that’s not it at all. Veronica was everything I’d ever wanted at that time I just couldn’t profess a feeling that I didn’t have.”
She sighed.
“Okay, Ash. If she was everything you wanted at the time, you cared a lot about her…then something must’ve been preventing you from loving her.”
I thought for a moment. All of a sudden, a queasy feeling started building in my stomach.
Not now.
Not her.
I closed my eyes briefly and my mother’s beautiful face was looking back at me. I could see how she looked the day she left in that green coat. I remembered finding her in bed with “Uncle Mike.”
“Maybe so.”
“Then figure out what it was and tell her. Explain to her why you couldn’t feel that way. Maybe then she will feel that she’s regained some of her self-respect and confidence back. Basically, if you couldn’t love her and it wasn’t anything to do with her then tell her that.”
“You really think that will work?”
Amber nodded.
“I do. At this point, what’s the harm? You need to get her to sell you her shares or you can kiss Vitalife goodbye.”
“But she bought those shares to spite me, Amber.”
“I know. So you have to make her feelings for vengeance unnecessary. Diffuse the situation.”
I remembered seeing the anger flashing in Veronica’s eyes. But behind them there was something more…
Hurt, desire, need.
I slapped my hands on the desk.
“Amber, you’re a genius. I know just what to do.”
“I’m not a genius. I’m Amber.” She winked at me.
Yes, she was.
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The freezing night air whipped through the streets of Manhattan causing me to grip my long black coat tightly as I walked into the bar at the Plaza Hotel.
It wasn’t as crowded as usual, but I figured that had something to do with the weather. New Yorkers are accustomed to the cold in wintertime, but tonight was colder than normal.
Removing my coat and handing it to the coat check girl, I gazed around looking for her familiar blonde hair.
Just when I thought she may have gone home for the evening, I spied Veronica sitting at a corner booth sipping a glass of wine. There was a huge piece of their famous vanilla torte on the table beside her. She had her glasses on as she poured over documents.
Grabbing a glass of Macallan from the bar, I casually sauntered over to her.
I stopped at her table and waited for her to look up at me.
Finally, she tore her eyes away from her papers and saw me standing directly in front of her smiling.
“Ash! You scared me! What the hell are you doing here?”
I smirked and eased into the booth next to her.
“Just having a drink. I thought I’d come over and say hi.”
Annoyed, she shoved her papers into a folder.
“I was working, Ash. Look, if this is about getting me to sell you the shares, forget it.”
I waved my hand at her.
“Not at all, Ronnie. I was just being friendly.”
She took her glasses off and stared at me. Her full lips turned down.
“You expect me to believe that you don’t want those shares anymore, Ash? I know you. It’s all you can think about.”
“Oh, I didn’t say I didn’t want them, but I heard you loud and clear. You said you can’t sell. I’ll find another way to get Vitalife.”
She leaned back folding her arms beneath her luscious breasts.
“Really? How are you going to do that when we are the majority shareholders?”
I shrugged.
“Look, Ronnie, I don’t want to talk business. I came by here to talk about us.”
“There is no us anymore, Ash.”
“And that’s my fault.” I finished my glass of scotch reaching for her hand.
Surprised, she snatched her hand away. I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume.
“Ash, what the hell is going on with you? Years ago you said you didn’t love me. You insisted we were over. Now you waltz in here claiming there is an ‘us’ after all.” Veronica’s eyes blazed with fury.
I leaned back my eyes drinking in her beauty. I studied her eyes looking for any sign that what I was saying was beginning to resonate with her.
I didn’t see any.
I was going to have to delve deep into myself, open old wounds in order to get her to realize that keeping those shares from me was a mistake. I needed her to know that I was sincere when I said I couldn’t love her not because I didn’t want to, but because of…
“Ash! Haven’t you heard a thing I’ve said?” Veronica smacked her hands on the table. The scotch sloshed in my glass.
“Yes, Ronnie. I’m sorry.”
“Look, Ash, I’ve got a lot of work to do unless you have something to say then I’d appreciate you giving me back my privacy.”
My hand drifted towards hers.
“Ronnie, you know I care a lot about you. There’s never been any question about that and I know I hurt you when I told you I didn’t love you. But what you didn’t understand was it wasn’t because I didn’t have those feelings it’s because I couldn’t have them.”
Veronica’s eyes began to soften. She kept her hand on the table as I covered it with my own.
“Go on.” She whispered.
I took a deep breath. I loathed talking about feelings. I’d managed to avoid this very situation most of my life.
“As you know, my mother left when I was very young. It was devastating to me. I loved her deeply as most children love their mothers, but my love wasn’t enough to keep her with me.”
Veronica seemed to melt before my eyes. Her rigid, angry posture softened and her eyes were limpid pools of desire. All the love she’d felt for me years ago was beginning to resurface I could see it.
Maybe I don’t have to dig any deeper. The pain was already threatening to overtake me like a dam about to burst.
“Ash, I’m so sorry. Yes, of course, I remember you telling me you lost your mother when you were young. But what does that have to do with me?”
I swallowed hard and reached for the rest of my scotch.
“Everything. You see, what you don’t know is that before my mother left me I found her with my “Uncle” Mike. He was a friend of my dad’s. One day I went to her room hoping to get her to play with me as she
was always promising she’d do when he stepped out from the bathroom and kissed her. I was little I didn’t really understand what they were doing, but after she left I put two and two together.”
Tears began to well up her eyes. Her hand moved over my own.
“She was cheating on your father.” Veronica whispered.
I nodded feeling the deep pit in my stomach growing ever larger.
“After I discovered the two of them together, she tried to bribe me not to tell my dad. Can you imagine? She actually went out and bought a vintage train set I’d always wanted and gave it to me with the promise I’d never mention “Uncle” Mike being in her room.” I spat the words out with disgust. I motioned the waitress to bring the entire bottle of Macallan to our table.
“Oh my God.” Veronica shook her head.
I sighed as I poured another glass of scotch.
“So, Ronnie, maybe now you can understand how love is a difficult concept for me. Trust is another one. I’ve never discussed this with anyone before nor do I particularly want to I just thought you should understand why I couldn’t love you then.”
Veronica sipped her scotch.
“I’m so sorry you were hurt. I wish you would’ve told me years ago, Ash. I could’ve helped you through it. I appreciate your honesty, but I need to know one thing, Ash.”
I finished my scotch and helped myself to another. I was going to need to call a cab tonight. Before this conversation ended, I was sure my head would be spinning.
“What’s that?”
“Are you telling me this because something’s changed for you? Have you been able to move past all the hurt your mother caused you? Are you telling me you are free to love me now?” Hope lit up her eyes.
I knew she’d ask that question. I bit my lip before answering. I had to tell her the truth.
“Yes, a few things have changed, Ronnie, but not enough. Not yet. I can’t tell you when or if they ever will. I do know that my feelings for you have grown, but I’m just not sure what I’d call them. You know me, Ronnie. You know how much I hate having conversations like this. That alone should tell you what you mean to me.”
Veronica leaned back. Her lovely blonde hair began to fall out of the clip she’d pinned it back with spilling onto her delicious cleavage.
“Did you tell me all this just to get me to sell those shares to you, Ash? Or do you really want to start something with me again?”
Fuck this, I thought. I was tired of talking about my past and about my feelings. I was sick of everything.
All I wanted right now was to fuck the shit out of her.
Reaching out, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to me. I ran my hand right up her dress and placed it on her silky panties. I felt the heat from her pussy beneath my hand.
She sucked in her breath. Immediately, I felt her panties get wet and her body tense up.
Working my fingers inside her panties, I rubbed her juicy clit. My cock hardened as she parted her legs slightly. Slowly, I slid my finger deep inside her right there at the table in the crowded restaurant. All the noise seemed to fade away as I pumped my finger in and out of her tight pussy.
“Oh my God, Ash.” She whispered. Desperately, she tried to keep a straight face.
“You like that?” I whispered into her ear.
She nodded her hand pushed down on mine as her hips moved slightly. She was going to come I could feel it.
Just as her pussy began to tighten on my finger, I looked up to see a portly older man standing beside our table.
“Veronica! What are you doing here?” It was her father.
Veronica’s face froze. With my finger still inserted deeply into her pussy, she tried to speak.
“Hi, Dad. Um…you remember Ash, right?” She stammered. Veronica’s face flushed bright red and I fought to keep from laughing.
“Obviously, I do, Veronica. We just met the other day about the Vitalife shares. I would hope you’d recall that, Veronica seeing as you were there.”
Veronica managed to nod. I kept sliding my finger in and out ever so slowly. She crossed her legs trying to keep me from moving inside her.
“What are you doing here, Dad? I thought you were meeting with Tom Schwarz.”
“Just finished with him, in fact. I was stopping by the bar to get one more drink when I noticed you sitting here with Ash.”
“Hello, Mr. James. Fine evening isn’t it?” I smiled at him.
“Hello, Ash.” He gazed down at us quizzically. He could tell something was going on, but he probably wasn’t sure he wanted to know.
As I pressed my finger against her pussy trying to push my way back inside her, Veronica squirmed in her seat.
“Is there something wrong, Veronica? Your face is so red. You really should be getting home. It’s late and we have an 8:00 meeting.” He looked down at his phone.
Veronica nodded biting her lip. Her legs parted slightly and my finger slid back inside her. I really started working on her sweet pussy vigorously sliding my finger all the way inside her feeling her G spot. Her pussy was so wet it drenched my fingers.
Spying the delicious vanilla torte on the table topped with a whipped cream frosting, I pulled my finger from her pussy and swiped it across the icing.
“You know, Mr. James, you should really try this vanilla torte.” I slipped my finger wet with her pussy juice and covered in icing into my mouth.
“It’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.” I licked my lips smiling at the astonished look on Veronica’s face.
Chapter Three
“I’m so ready, Ash.” Veronica whispered as we slid into the back of the limo. Grinning, I slipped my hand back up her thighs feeling how wet she still was.
“Please, Ash.” She tried to grab my hand as her breath came hot and fast.
I shook my head lightly teasing her pussy on the outside of her panties.
“Not yet, baby.”
Veronica groaned and inched her hips forward.
“I can’t play your games right now, Ash. I want to come.”
“Not by my hand. Not yet.” With that, I undid my tie.
Veronica stared at me as her own hand drifted down to her aching pussy. Before she could touch herself, I seized both her hands. Quickly, I wrapped my tie around them binding them so tightly her hands turned red.
“Ash! What the hell? I said no games!” Veronica struggled against her bound hands.
I lightly slapped her cheek.
“And I said not yet. You know me well enough to know what I do to you will be worth the wait.”
Just to remind her I knelt on the floor between her legs. I shoved her dress up and yanked off her soaked panties. I brought them to face to inhale her delicate scent. Then I pushed her legs up. I dipped the tip of my tongue against her quivering clit feeling how excited she was. She tasted delicious as she always had. Feeling my rock hard cock throbbing in my pants, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out as long as I normally would.
Veronica moaned loudly as my tongue teased her clit lightly. With my finger, I traced small circles around her pulsating core. Her hips rolled forward groaning with pleasure. I’d never seen her so excited before.
“Please, Ash.” She begged lying on her back helpless with her hands bound by my tie.
“Not yet.” I shook my head pulling my hand away and sitting back. I reached over and poured myself a glass of Macallan watching her squirm.
The limo glided over the city streets on the way back to my apartment building.
Veronica remained quiet for a moment pleading with her eyes as she knew it wouldn’t do her any good to beg. I eyed her spread legs her pussy getting wetter and shinier.
After a long few minutes, I finished my drink.
“Roll over. Now.” I undid my pants releasing my throbbing cock. Awkwardly, she rolled over onto her stomach. Her firm, tight ass was high up in the air. I pushed her dress well up around her waist. I placed my hard cock against her wet dripping pussy.
> With my right hand I delivered a hard smack to her ass. She screamed in surprise. I watched as a large red handprint appeared on her flesh. Then with my left hand I smacked her again. Over and over I spanked her until her ass was bright red. Each time I brought my hand down I felt her pussy pulsate getting my cock harder and harder. I was nearly inside her when I stopped.
Seeing how red her ass was, I caressed her flesh lightly with my hand to remove a bit of the sting. I bent down to kiss her aching flesh.
“Are you enjoying this, Ronnie? In case, you weren’t keeping count I gave you one smack for every year we’ve been apart.”
Lying face down with her hands bound in front of her, Veronica managed to raise her head.
“You’re the one who wanted to break up not me.”
With that, I delivered one final smack to her ass. The sound echoed throughout the car. I wasn’t concerned the driver would stop as he had witnessed enough of my erotic trysts to know better than to question what was going on if he wanted to keep his job.
“Do you want more, Ronnie? Or have you had enough?”
She groaned beneath leaning her ass back trying to capture my cock.
“No more, Ash. I want you inside me. Now!”
I slapped her ass again.
“In case, you didn’t understand me the first time, Ronnie, I make the rules and I asked you if you’d had enough.”
“Yes, Ash, I’ve had enough.” She replied her voice aching with need.
“Are you ready for me, Veronica?” I held her by the waist with one hand in the other I gripped my cock rubbing it on her wet pussy.
“Yes, please. I want you, Ash!” She cried her bound hands smacked the leather seat.
Forcefully, I pulled her back against me sinking my cock into her. She was so unbelievably tight. Her pussy felt like hot silk against me. I had so missed being inside her I almost came immediately. Quickly, I began pounding her vigorously in and out. My balls slapped her wet clit viciously as she cried out.
Suddenly, the limo came to a stop as I realized we were in front of my building. I knew the driver would remain seated awaiting my instructions. I continued churning my cock deep inside her until I felt her pussy begin to contract.
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