For Love or for Revenge?

by Helen Cooper

  “Great, I’ll get the driver to pick us up at the front.” He called down to someone called Marcus and ushered her out of the door.

  As he walked past her he put his hand on the back of her waist to move her forward and she almost jumped at his touch. His hands felt warm and strong and she had the sudden urge to grab his hand and hold it.

  Chapter 3

  He didn’t know why he had asked Becky to have lunch with him. He had never before lunched with any of his assistants. He didn’t think it was a good idea to become too friendly with his employees, in case they started taking advantage of the friendship. But Becky intrigued him; he was impressed with her knowledge and input while helping him write the letters. He was also drawn in by her smile, something he had been surprised to see. It had made her beautiful, very beautiful. Her eyes seemed to pour out light and shone with such sincerity when she smiled. Her lips captivated him: pink and plump. He had thought about biting them when she had reapplied some lip-gloss. He wanted to lick the lip-gloss off and kiss her. He’d had to focus on something else to stop his mind wandering down a bad road. She had already seemed overly concerned that he was going to see her as some sort of high-class escort. He knew she wouldn’t appreciate her reaching over for a kiss. Shoots, she’d be liable to sue him for sexual harassment and that was the last thing he needed. He was still taking care of the drama Gina; his last assistant had put the company through. He didn’t need more drama from his new assistant.

  “I hope Japanese is okay,” he turned to talk to her as she got into his Mercedes sedan. “Marcus you know the way to Maiko’s.”

  “Yes sir.” Marcus nodded and turned back to drive.

  “That’s fine.” She spoke quietly and he checked her face to make sure she was okay. He couldn’t help looking at her legs though, her skirt had ridden up as she had gotten into the car and she was showing a fair amount of thigh. Add to that her bosoms seemed to be wanting to break lose from her tight shirt and he had to resist an urge to just bust the buttons and set them free. He felt himself hardening and he quickly turned away to look out of the window.

  “You’ll like Maiko, it’s a first class restaurant.”

  “Uh, okay. I’m not sure how hungry I am right now.” Becky mumbled to him. He hoped he hadn’t embarrassed her when he said she would be last on his list. He knew women were sensitive about their weight and he certainly didn’t want her to start some diet because he had made her self-conscious. He wasn’t sure if he should make a comment or just let it go.

  “Well you may change your mind when we get there.” He decided to hold back his views, as he didn’t want to get her in a bad mood again.

  “So how old are you Becky?” He hoped she didn’t mind the personal question.

  “I’m 27. You?”

  “35. Though I know people think I look 50.” He laughed.

  “No, no you don’t look 50 at all.” Their eyes met then and something seemed to pass between them. He wanted to reach over and kiss her but Marcus pulled up in front of Maiko before he could talk himself into it.

  “Oh look we’re here.” He waited for Marcus to open the door and then he stood and took her hand to help her out of the car. “Marcus, I’ll call you when we are ready.”

  She gasped as they walked into Maiko. “Oh wow this place looks pretty expensive.” She swallowed hard. “I’m, I’m not feeling hungry at all. Maybe I’ll have some soup.”

  Suddenly it clicked in his head why she was not feeling hungry, “Hey, this is on me Becky. I always buy lunch for my assistants on their first day.” Which was totally a lie.

  “Uh Ok.” He could see her thinking about it before she answered. Most likely she was battling her pride with her hunger.

  “Great, let’s sit.”

  ***

  He paid for the lunch check and was surprised at how much he had enjoyed himself. Becky was a girl with an appetite and they had sampled many different plates. He had to hold back from making a comment about her lack of hunger and had laughed at her stories of her trips vacationing in Japan and China.

  “That was good, thanks.” She smiled at him while licking her lips to demonstrate how much she had enjoyed the meal. He watched her tongue flick over her lips and groaned to himself. Becky was getting under his skin and he didn’t like when anything got under his skin.

  “No problem. I’m glad you enjoyed the meal. Next meal is on you.” He smiled at her jokingly.

  “Hey, as soon as payday comes.” She laughed. “I’m kind of broke.” She laughed some more. The sake they had drunk had obviously gone to her head.

  “Well, it’s a good thing payday is tomorrow then.” He whisked her out of the restaurant and back into the car.

  “Ooh, yay.” She squealed. He looked at her in astonishment; she was acting as though she were drunk. But she had only had 3 glasses of sake. He’d seen girls knock back 10 beers and been more sober than him.

  “Are you drunk Becky?” He asked in concern.

  “Who me? Couldn’t be.” She laughed. “Hehe, I rhymed. But I committed no crime.” She started giggling.

  “Uh, are you a light drinker Becky?”

  “I never drink.”

  “Oh you do know Sake has alcohol right?” He looked at her questioningly.

  “What?? No!!” She looked at him in shock and he didn’t think she was faking it.

  “Hmm, what’s your address Becky?”

  “Why?”

  “I think you need to go home and sleep this off. Take the rest of the day off of work.”

  “Ooh you want to take me to bed huh?” She looked at him batting her eyelashes between giggles. He held back a sigh. She didn’t realize how true her words were. He looked down at her skirt that had ridden halfway up her thigh and stared at the tanned skin. He wanted to move the skirt all the way up her legs to see what kind of panties she had on. She was wearing such drab clothes that he didn’t expect anything sexy but he wondered if he would be surprised. He never would have guessed this giggling woman lay beneath her harsh exterior this morning.

  “I think you need some sleep Becky.” He patted her arm but immediately regret it as she scooted over towards him in the backseat.

  “Yes please.” She laid her head in his lap and smiled up at him. “I’m feeling a little sleepy. Got no sleep last night you know.”

  “No I didn’t.”

  “I was thinking about you all night.” And with that she snuggled her head into his lap and closed her eyes. He tried to adjust himself and move her head further down his legs but she kept snuggling into his crotch. Her skirt had ridden all the way up and it would only take one quick flip to see her underwear; if Marcus hadn’t been there he was not sure if he would have been able to resist. Her bosom was heaving and his arm was very close to feeling them as he was resting it on her waist. He wondered what she had meant by her comments. He would ask her tomorrow, perhaps tease her if she seemed to be in a good mood. He woke her up when they arrived at her home, a cute little cottage but she still seemed drowsy.

  “Marcus, you can leave. I’ll call you when I want you to come back. I better stay with her a while.” He walked Becky to her door and waited as she fumbled to open the front door with her keys.

  “Ooh, you don’t have to come in.” She hiccupped. “It’s a bit messy.”

  “Don’t worry about it. I want to make sure you don’t get sick if this is your first time drunk.”

  “Okies. Thanks.” She stumbled into the house and he was pleasantly surprised as he looked into her living room. It was definitely small but it was really cozy and welcoming. She had obviously made this her home. There were also millions of books everywhere: on bookshelves, in boxes and on the floor. He guessed they must have been from her store. He felt bad for her then. He would have to ask her what had happened.

  “Where is your bedroom?” He asked. He knew the best thing would be for her to take a nap.

  “Up the stairs and to the right.” She sang out to him. He helped her up the
stairs and put her in the bed. She wriggled around a bit in the bed and smiled up at him. “You so sexy,” she purred at him. She then reached up to him and pulled him down to join her on the bed.

  “Sleep with me.” She whispered to him.

  “Huh?” He looked at her in shock. Was she delirious?

  “I want a human pillow. And you are one sexy pillow?” She smiled at him and pulled him closer to her. “Hmm,” She snuggled into him and laid her head on his chest. He wasn’t sure what to do but figured there was no harm in lying there with her for a while. He studied her face and once again wondered about this woman who seemed so soft now but had been so mean and cold this morning.

  She mumbled something under her breath and reached down and pulled her skirt off. “Hot.” She mumbled again. She was half conscious but she was still able to unbutton her shirt as well. He held his breath in as he looked at her lying there in her panties and bra. To his surprise she wasn’t wearing granny panties but a thong and a black lacy bra. He could see her nipples through the lace and he held his breath in. She rolled back over to him and snuggled up into him. Her arm was on his chest and she was moving her hand up and down. He wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or not but he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. The next thing he knew she was undoing his shirt and he quickly pulled it off and threw it on the floor. She then began running her hand up and down his chest, her fingers kept stopping to pinch his nipples. He wasn’t sure what was going on but he loved it. He could feel himself growing hard again. Her hands went all the way down past his stomach and then skimmed over his crotch area. He sighed and knew he needed to feel her touch closer. He quickly unbuttoned his belt and pulled his pants off and threw them on the floor.

  As he lay there in his boxer shorts, he wondered if he had lost her mind. What if she woke up and wondered what the f he was doing in his boxer shorts and accused him of taking advantage of her? He knew there was a slight possibility that she could try and put him as the bad person but he was too turned on to care. He lay back and closed his eyes as he felt her breasts pressing against his chest. Maybe he could just take a quick nap as well. It had been a while since he had been in bed with a woman and she was hypnotizing him.

  Chapter 4

  This was the best dream she had ever had. Connor Dade was in her bed and she was able to touch him all over. She giggled to herself. Ever since meeting him she had felt instantly attracted to him: what would be better than sleeping with him and then exacting her revenge. Becky could not believe how realistic this dream was, she didn’t want to open her eyes and wake up. She could almost believe that it was real flesh beneath her fingers and that Connor was squeezing her nipple. She sighed in pleasure. She wondered if it would feel real if she tried to kiss him.

  She attempted to kiss him but paused when she heard a loud oomph. Her eyes flicked open and she gasped in shock. She was lying on Connor’s arm and was pressed up against him. She looked down and realized she had her hand resting on his stomach, his bare stomach. She looked further down and realized he only had his boxers on. She realized that she hadn’t been having a wonderful dream. She looked down at herself and realized she was only in a bra and panties. She glanced back up to see Connor’s eyes staring at her in amusement.

  “How are you feeling?” He asked her casually. She watched his lips move and realized she still wanted to kiss him.

  “Uh, ok.” She wriggled back and gasped as his hand brushed her breast as he removed his arm from under her.

  “I don’t bite.” He grinned at her. She wished he would.

  “Unless you want me to.” He licked his lips and drew his head in closer to hers until their noses were touching.

  “I don’t know.” She breathed out slowly, captivated by his eyes. She knew that this was a dalliance that she couldn’t afford. She needed to get back at him, not get on him.

  “What don’t you know?” She felt his hands running up and down her back.

  “I don’t know.” She felt his breath on her lips.

  “I see.” He was grinning at her. Their lips were a mere centimeter apart. “How do you feel about this?” She felt him unclip her bra.

  “I don’t know.” He reached in and crushed his lips against hers. She felt him slide her bra off her arms but she was too consumed in his kiss to care. He rolled himself on top of her as he kissed her and she could feel her maleness in between her legs. She unconsciously opened her legs further so that he could press himself against her harder. She pulled him down towards her and pushed her breasts up against his chest. He grinded himself into her and she could feel herself getting wet. She knew she should stop but it had been so long since she had been this turned on and she couldn’t get enough of him. He sighed with pleasure as his mouth left hers and kissed down her neck, he licked in-between her breasts and then around her nipples, making sure to avoid her nipples. She was dying to feel his mouth on her buds.

  “Oh Connor, come on.” She moaned out and wrapped her legs around his waist bringing him in close to her.

  “What do you want Becky?” He drawled, eyes shining up at her.

  “You know.” She whispered.

  “This.” He said and then bent down and sucked on her nipple, gently biting the tip.

  “Oh my gosh.” She groaned, she could feel herself about to burst. She had never had an orgasm from someone licking her nipples before. She thought she was going to come when he reached his hand over to squeeze her nipple as he sucked.

  “Oh Connor.” She ran her hands up and down his back. The pleasure seeping through her body was delicious. She gasped when he took his mouth off of her. The withdrawal felt so depriving.

  “Like that did you?” She could only nod. She was on the brink of an orgasm.

  “What shall we do next?” He questioned her and she wanted to groan. What was his game?

  “Touch me,” she said softly.

  “Where?”

  “You know.”

  He grinned at her and kissed his way down her stomach. She gasped as he continued going further and came quickly when he reached her sweet spot and sucked on her clit before sticking his tongue in her. He kept his tongue in her as she came and she felt herself body clenching in on his face. She had never had someone going down on her as she came and she couldn’t believe how great it felt. She lay back with pleasure and was surprised when he continued to lick and suck her down there. He bit into her thong and then pulled it down her legs.

  “Oh.” She gasped. She couldn’t quite believe that she was starting to feel wet and ready again so quickly.

  “Like that did you?”

  “Yes.” She couldn’t lie. She had never felt this way before. Never felt her nerves stand on end, eager in anticipation for the next move.

  “Get on top of me.” He rolled onto his back and moved her on top of him centering her pussy on top of him. Only his boxers acting as a barrier. She started moving her hips back and forth and grind her pussy against him. He felt massive beneath her. He looked up at her and reached his hands up to squeeze her breasts. She leaned down and pushed her breasts in his face. She wanted him to take them in his mouth. He obliged and put his hands on her hips, pushing her back and forth on him,

  “Hold on,” She whispered and quickly pulled his boxers down. His cock sprang to life happy to be released. She kissed down his chest and paused. He was watching her keenly and she held his gaze for as long as possible as she took him in her mouth. He gasped as she sucked him, he tasted like sin. She bobbed her head up and down and she felt his hands in her hair.

  “Oh shit Becky. I’m going to cum. Stop.” He pulled her up off of him.

  “You didn’t have to do that.” She pouted at him. She was sitting on his legs. And he pulled her up on him so he could kiss her.

  “I didn’t want to come in your mouth.” He grinned as he kissed her.

  “I wouldn’t mind.” She kissed him back, shocking herself at her words. She’d never let a man come on her mouth before. She didn’t k
now what she was thinking.

  “I want to come in other places.” His eyes sparkled up at her.

  “Oh, “ she looked down on him suddenly aware that her naked pussy was lying flat on his cock. She could feel his hardness between her legs. She started rubbing her clit on his dick.

  “Oh shit Becky, I don’t think you should do that?”

  “Why?” She grinned down at him rubbing herself back and forth on him faster and faster.

  “Because I want to stick my cock in you and I don’t have a rubber.” He groaned.

  She grinned at him, “Then it’s your lucky day.” She hopped off of him and laughed as he groaned. She went to her drawer and took out a condom. “I was a girl scout I’m always prepared.”