Romance: My First Time With The Tycoon

by Ally Nelson

  Blair stared back at Kate in disbelief that was slowly turning into anger. “Excuse me?” she managed to spurt out with her eyes wide open.

  “Oh, Blair. Don’t be silly. Of course I know,” Kate grinned and then stretched out her hand to her, “there’s been many before so it doesn’t surprise me when an attractive girl like you just walks in. Of course he was going to swoop you up.”

  Blair had half a mind to tell her off and tell her she does not know a thing about her and Daniel, her defensive side kicking in. But then she realized the level of confidence Kate uttered the words in and began to think perhaps her words held a little weight; Kate did know Daniel a lot longer than Blair.

  “You say that like you know by experience,” Blair replied, her tone snarky and very much annoyed.

  Kate laughed, “Oh dear. But I do,” she said still grinning, “Hey? Don’t worry about it though. He’s totally non-committal about these things. Just don’t get too invested,” Kate advised her.

  Blair swallowed roughly, “Right.”

  But before Kate had the chance to dish out anymore advice, the door of the clinic swung open and Daniel walked in. He eyed the two of them sitting in such close proximity once over and then cleared his throat to speak.

  “Hello Blair,” he said, sounding warm and friendly, “I did not expect to see you here today? I was under the impression you were occupied for the afternoon,” he remarked.

  Blair stumbled up to her feet at once, “I, um well I only came for a bit. I brought doughnuts,” she said, holding out the box in front of her.

  “Great, doughnuts!” Daniel said with exaggerated enthusiasm, “why don’t you bring those in and I will speak to you inside my office?” he said, pointing his arm in the direction of the room in question.

  “Yeah, okay,” Blair replied slowly and began walking towards it. Normally, she would have been enthused at the first opportunity to be alone with him but as she followed him now, she felt a growing feeling of something she could not yet put her finger on – it made her uncomfortable.

  “Blair,” Daniel turned to her as he finally shut the door behind him, the wooden door shielding them way from all prying eyes, “I didn’t expect to see you here today but I’m so glad you showed up.”

  He had begun to walk over to her and snaked over a sneaky arm along the length of her waist but as he brought his mouth over to hers to peck her on the lips, he realized just now distant and withdrawn she was being by not returning any of this sentiments.

  “Hey,” he said, suddenly flipping her over so she could face him, “is there something wrong?” he asked sweetly.

  Blair shook her head but it was a halfhearted shake. Try as she may, she could not deny that she had taken some of Kate’s words seriously. The sensation that she felt before at the pit of her stomach only seemed to be growing even bigger and she had a ridiculous urge to be removed from his company and spend some time in solitude.

  “Blair,” Daniel said in that slow warning voice of his, “What are you not telling me?” he pressed, his fingers lacing hers as he brought her face to force her to look at him.

  Blair shrugged it off, “It’s nothing – just. I know you won’t like talking about it and frankly, I don’t even know what to say,” she sighed, her mind felt like an impossible crossword she could not even try to begin to solve.

  “You can try,” he said, trying to coax it out of her slowly.

  “I brought you doughnuts,” Blair said in a feeble attempt to change the topic of conversation.

  “Is it something Kate said?” Daniel asked, his eyebrows now furrowed and raised at Blair.

  “She might have mentioned something.”

  “Come on, Blair!” he said and this was exactly the reaction Blair had expected him to have. Each time Blair tried to bring up one of his trysts with woman other than Blair, he was always quick to deflect and never give out too much information. It was always a series of ‘I’m not the type’ or ‘We’ve gone over this already’.

  Blair already knew better than to press for details so instead, she chewed the inside of her lip and decided to take a slightly different approach. If she was going to get any information out of him, it would not be in words. Indeed, he had other specialties.

  “I think she’s really pretty, you know. Kate,” Blair said slowly, trying to gauge Daniel’s reaction to it.

  And indeed, Daniel had a reaction to it. “Well, I can’t deny but I have eyes for you,” he said but Blair knew he was trying to downplay it.

  “You two have probably hooked up a few times, right?” Blair asked him, “I mean, it’s only natural to assume.” She was trying her hardest to seem neutral and unaffected; any sign of emotion now and he should shrivel up, closing himself off from her. Blair knew she had to tread carefully.

  Daniel tried to read her expression, “I wouldn’t deny,” he said finally chuckling a little, “but what has that have to do with anything?” he said, walking forward to her.

  Blair bit down her lip, “Nothing. She’s really pretty though,” she said again, “maybe it’d be fun if she joined along today,” Blair’s word were vague and open to interpretation but she knew Daniel realized exactly what she meant as his eyes darkened and he looked over to her with an expression as if to say this is too good to be true right now.

  “You think so?” he said and Blair nodded – she really wanted to see how far he was willing to go with this.

  “Wow,” Daniel breathed out, “usually I’m the person who on the suggesting end of this spectrum.”

  Blair held back her urge to reply with something unpleasant and her eyes simply trailed him as he reached over to the intercom and pushed the little red button.

  “Miss Kate,” he said through the speaker, “can you step in my office for a moment please?”

  Blair was watching him intently through the entire thing and she could see his lack of reluctance, almost as though he had done this before. And perhaps he had. She gulped loudly and then the door of the clinic opened up and Kate sauntered in.

  “Yes, doctor?” she replied, her accent coming out thick. “What do you want?”

  “Actually, it was all Blair’s idea,” he said and gestured for Blair to walk over to where the two of them were standing.

  “Hey kiddo,” Kate greeted Blair, “what do you want?”

  “Kiss me,” Blair demanded her, boldly. Kate shot her a look as if to say that she had lost her mind but then Daniel quickly squeezed Kate hand encouragingly.

  “You got to be kidding me, right?” Kate replied back, befuddled.

  “Fine – then I’ll do it,” Blair said and then before Kate could protest, Blair leaned on over to plant a steady kiss on her lips. Despite her disagreement, Kate did not push her away. But most of all, Blair could see how happy Daniel was watching the two of them. His eyes were darkened and it seemed as though he was in some sort of a daze as he eyed the two of them.

  Blair gulped, “Like what you see, Daniel?” she told him and he only so eagerly nodded.

  Kate seemed to be more relaxed with the situation now and slowly, her hands encircled Blair’s waist, moving up her body until they found her breasts. Kate squeezed, and Blair gasped- she threw a quick glance at Daniel, and then, making sure he was watching, she lifted the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it off her head. As she stood there in her bra, Kate started to kiss her neck and Blair threw back her head and moaned, tangling her fingers in Kate’s hair.

  Kate left a trail of lipstick smears down her neck and on her collarbone, her tongue was now reaching for Blair’s breasts. Daniel’s hands had reached into his own pants, where he was clearly jerking himself off watching the two women go at each other. Kate straightened up and pulled off the top of her scrubs, revealing large perky breasts nestled in a lacy black bra. Blair ached at the sight of how beautiful Kate was, and she felt ashamed of her own almost child-like figure. Her breasts may not be as big as Kate’s, but they were certainly getting a lot of attention from the other woman. />
  Daniel pulled off his shirt too, and Blair turned to him, leaning towards him to kiss him, hoping to prove to him that she was sexy and adventurous, but to her horror, Daniel completely ignored her, and now he only seemed to have eyes for Kate. The older woman was now moving her hands down Blair’s waist, reaching for the band of her jeans and pulling it down. Blair bit her lip, unsure of what she had gotten herself into- Kate slipped her hand inside Blair’s panties and her fingers found her clit, gently massaging it.

  Blair arched her back, and involuntarily moaned. Kate pulled down the cups of Blair’s bra, revealing her small, erect nipples and Blair quickly glanced at Daniel again. He was jerking himself off faster now, his face screwed up in pleasure, but his eyes were still fixed on Kate’s bouncing chest.

  Suddenly, Blair started to push Kate away, but she didn’t understand and she pushed her mouth against Blair’s until the younger girl parted her lips and let Kate’s tongue enter her mouth. She closed her eyes, feeling Kate’s breasts press against her own. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Daniel was standing behind Kate now, watching as the nurse moved her mouth down to Blair’s nipples. She bit her lip seductively hoping Daniel would notice, but she realized that Daniel was actually admiring Kate’s ass as she bent over Blair.

  Blair’s eyes widened and she pushed Kate off and started to move towards Daniel, but before she could, Daniel had scooped up Kate into his arms and began to make out furiously with her. His hands went straight for Kate’s bra clasp and as he unbuckled her, he watched her breasts spill out with awe, immediately pressing his mouth to them. Kate’s hands reached inside his pants as she bit down on his neck. The way they were devouring each other, Blair knew that they were all too familiar with each other.

  Blair touched Daniel’s shoulder but he shrugged her off and Blair stood there, completely ignored with her mouth open, staring at the two of them go wild on each other.

  She stood there for a long moment, just watching them from a distance. It was as though she was disappeared completely and was equivalent to a fly on the wall. This was all that she had wanted to see – she wanted to see if he would pursue another woman right in the presence of her and now she had found her answer.

  Blair found her world suddenly spinning and she knew she needed to get out of the room as quickly as she could. She grabbed her t-shirt off the floor, pulling it on haphazardly before she spun towards the door. The last thing she saw was his head bending down to trace his tongue down her cleavage, leaving a trail of kisses on Kate’s breasts before she darted out the door, her breathing coming out ragged.

  Heartbreak was the name and Blair just had her first taste of it.

  Chapter 11

  Currently sprawled on the bedroom floor of the same person she had slammed the door on no less than forty-eight hours ago, Blair was the antithesis of the word composed as she blew her nose loudly into yet another Kleenex.

  “Oh I’m such an idiot,” she bawled to her best friend as she ran a reassuring hand through Blair’s hair, “why did I ever think I could be anything to him other than a toy to use and throw away?”

  “It’s really not your fault, B,” Janet said in an effort to sound sympathetic, “how bad was it though?” she asked hesitantly.

  Truth was, Janet did not even know much of the bulk of the story. All she knew was that Blair had shown up to her house randomly unannounced and then proceeded to sit on her floor and cry her eyes out, mumbling out incoherent strings of sentences every now and then.

  “It was bad,” she said through the veil of tears that were freely flowing down her face, “he was all over her – all I needed to say was the word. Oh god, I’m a moron,” Blair exclaimed, yet again bursting into a fresh set of tears.

  “Come on, B,” Janet said again. “Though, do you think they did the deed after you left?” Janet asked, being genuinely curious.

  “Probably,” Blair sniffled, “oh he’s such a pig. All these men – you think they’re different and then-,” another fresh batch of salty water sprinkling down like waterworks before she even had a chance to complete her sentence.

  Janet did not say a word and instead just pat Blair’s back lightly in an effort to calm her down.

  “And to think I totally went off on you because of him,” Blair said in horror, “I don’t know why I even did that. I’m sorry, Janet,” she said, sniffling yet again.

  “Stop B, you know you don’t need to do any of that with me,” Janet scolded her lightly.

  "Anyway, have you decided what you're going to do with him now?" Janet asked. "I mean, he's probably tried to contact you."

  Blair did not say a word but she knew before she even had to look that her cellphone, that was now switched off after fit of rage, had the number (9 missed calls) flashing on its screen. She had not bothered to pick up even a single one.

  When Janet shot her another look, Blair gulped and decided to reply.

  "I don't have a clue," she said slowly, "am I just supposed to not talk to him anymore? I mean, that is the smart thing to do."

  "Do what your heart wants," Janet told her.

  Blair sighed loudly, "I can't. My hearts the one that put me into this situation in the first place."

  "Oh no honey," Janet suddenly said abruptly in that same playful tone of hers. Anything to lighten up the mood. "That wasn't your heart; those were just the hormones talking."

  Blair shook her head in dread, "I can't believe it," she said, "the signs were always too blatant and staring me right in the face. I just didn't want to see them."

  "It's not your fault," Janet said those words for what seemed like the hundredth time that evening.

  Blair pursed her lips together. For one thing, at least her sobs had died down. She shook her head. "What do I do now?" She asked.

  Janet shrugged, "It's honestly just up to you at this point."

  "Can we go out tonight?" Blair said, biting down her lip as she awaited her best friend’s response.

  "Seriously? Do you ever even have to ask with me? Sure we can whatever you want. “Janet replied at once.

  “Good,” Blair replied relieved, “I don’t really think I can bear staying and be alone with my compulsive thoughts right now.”

  “You want me to invite James out?” Janet suggested in one of her slow cautious tones as she was unsure what the brunette’s response would be to such a suggestion. But to her surprise, Blair seemed to be actually entertaining the idea as she took it and turned it over in her head.

  “Hey you know what? That wouldn’t be so bad,” Blair replied, chewing the inner side of her cheek furiously. “Yeah, do that.”

  Janet looked at her relieved, “Oh good! I’ll text him up to meet us tonight.”

  That night seemed like any other night out except Blair could not help but to not feel that constant shitty nagging emotion at the pit of her stomach. Still, she had managed to drag herself out of bed and get dressed, refusing to remain in her perpetual sad state forever.

  The thought of meeting James again evoked in her an omnipresent feeling of dread but she knew even that would be better than being alone.

  Chapter 12

  Blair found herself under the dim fluorescent lights of the tiled bathroom ceiling. Let out a sharp intake of breath, she steadied herself before going out again. In theory, it had seemed like a good idea to invite James out with them but it was going as a complete disaster.

  James had been his usual obstinate self- absorbed self as usual and the first thing he was said to her was about the whole thing with the charity gala and her leaving without him; he didn't buy the whole excuse that Blair had suddenly contracted a stomach flu and so had to leave immediately.

  "Not cool what you did back then, Blair," he had said to her whilst tilting his sunglasses downwards to look at her. Yeah, sunglasses indoors when the sun was nowhere in sight. "You're lucky I even came today - totally wouldn't after you blew me off for that old dude. Like what was even that about man?? You're so lucky you're pretty,"
James had told her.

  And somehow, everything coming out of James' mouth sounded like a backhanded insult even if it was meant to be a compliment. The rest of the time, he had proceeded to chug down whatever liquid with the slightest level of alcohol down land proceeded to get drunk out of his mind - which of course meant he only get ten times more obstinate and obnoxious than he was sober. Blair decided she could not deal with any more of his shenanigans when he fanned his beer breath straight onto her face and asked her for a lap dance.

  The cool of the bathroom tiles hit Blair on the exposed skin of her back as she slid downwards to sit on the floor and it was a welcome sensation.

  The party was far too overcrowded and so far, Blair was feeling even more miserable than she had been before she came. And to add to her list of problems, she was feeling a woozy sensation – the rise of bile in your throat you get before you get sick but she could not get herself to throw up even when she tried.

  She had to stop her herself five times from swooping up her phone and texting Daniel but she knew she had to practice better self-discipline than that.

  Finally, she decided that coming out today was not worth it and she much rather be engulfed in the comfort of her bed - the idea of sleeping off your problems had never been more alluring to her than now.

  She typed up a quick text to Janet telling her she's would be leaving - she didn't want to make a fuss and drag Janet along, even though she offered. And a boring taxi ride and 20 dollars less later, Blair found herself standing in front of her house. Home had never looked so good before.

  But as she fumbled for the keys in her purse, she felt a shadow in her peripheral vision and nearly jumped up in terror as her defense mechanism kicked in and she thought she might be in the presence of a potential burglar.

  "Who's there?" she called out into the darkness and there was a rustle of footstep and a figure stepped out.

  "What are you doing here?" Blair spat out immediately as she realized the familiar face of the person.