by Nella Tyler
As I approached the bar, my usual drink was placed in front of me before I could even ask. I wasn’t sure I liked how well the bartenders knew me and how quick they had my drink ready for me. It might have made me look like I was constantly at the bar, and constantly picked up women; although both of those statements were true.
“Thanks, Sal,” I said as he walked away.
I turned and looked at the striking brunette and raised my glass to her as I took a drink. She didn’t seem to react much but did nod her head in agreement of my air toast.
“How’s your night?” I asked as I glanced at the brunette and then back at the screen.
My attention was pulled toward the television for a moment as I watched the numbers for the end of the day scroll across the screen. It had been a pretty uneventful day on Wall Street and I was ready to wind down.
“It’s good. How about you?”
“I could be better,” I said as I turned to face her. “I’m Evan.”
She politely shook my hand and looked up at me from the bar stool that she sat on. Her eyes were not sad, so I had to assume she was drinking alone because she had a long day.
“I’m Stacey, nice to meet you.”
“What’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this on a Tuesday?”
It was a reasonable question. Not many women liked to drink alone and certainly not the women who worked on wall street. Most of the finance women worked out after work if they didn’t before, and they hurried out to spend time with their friends at the end of the day. Sometimes, if a woman were dedicated to advancing, they would get to bed early so they could get up early and be one of the first into their firm every morning.
“Looking for a guy to keep me company,” she said and then winked at me.
This looked like it was going to be easier than I had expected. She needed company and I needed a fun woman for the night. We were the perfect match.
“That’s convenient. I happen to be excellent company.”
My smile finally coerced her into giving me a grin back. She was beautiful, sexy in a dark and seductive sort of way. Her dark brown hair framed her pale face and made her almond shaped eyes the focus when I looked at her.
“Do you mind an audience?” Stacey asked.
At first I didn’t really understand what she asked me. Did I mind an audience? It didn’t make sense to me. Then as I thought about the situation, I realized she wanted to know if I was alright with someone watching us have sex. It took a lot to shock me and Stacey had been the first one to do it in a very long time.
“I’ve never done that before. Do you have a boyfriend or husband that wants to watch?”
I was in unchartered territory and really had no idea what I was doing. What if the dude was some sort of psycho? What if this was all some sort of set-up by a serial killer?
I must have looked like I had a lot of trepidation because Stacey tried to calm my concerns.
“I’m married. He can’t perform like he used to. It’s nothing crazy or really that weird. At least to us it isn’t. But yes, he likes to watch.”
My brain contemplated the situation. At first my instinct was to say no and turn and walk away. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the situation couldn’t be better. She didn’t want a long-term thing; there would be no issue with her calling me and trying to get a hold of me for a date. Perhaps I had missed the perfect niche woman for what I needed in my life at the time.
The married woman was just what I needed.
“Is he here? Does he know you might bring someone home tonight? I’m sorry I just don’t know how this all works.”
“He’s at home, he does know that I will bring someone home tonight. He’s waiting and I’m sure hoping that I find someone. Have I found someone?”
She smiled at me and raised one eyebrow. I really couldn’t say no, it wasn’t my sort of thing to refuse a new sexual adventure. I liked to experiment with my dates and this would be just one more way of experimenting.
“I’m game if you are,” I said as I threw down some money for our drinks.
The adrenaline rushed through my body as Stacey grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the bar. She took control and hailed a cab and we sat in the vehicle in awkward silence as the driver brought us the twenty blocks or so to her place.
Outside of the building, I stood and looked up at the large tower for just a moment before Stacey pulled me into the entryway.
“So what do you like?” I asked as we got in the elevator and made our way up to her place.
“Don’t worry; think of it like a one night stand. Whatever you would normally do is going to be just right. He’s not going to bark orders at us or anything like that. He might not even decide to stay in the room. Sometimes he just stays for a minute and then leaves.”
“I just want to make sure I put on a good show,” I said slyly.
“I’m sure we will be great together.”
My heart pumped louder than I could ever remember it pumping as we walked into Stacey’s apartment. I didn’t know if I was ready for what was ahead, but I couldn’t wait to give it a try.
We walked in and Stacey left me by the entryway as she went to fetch her husband. I just stood there without moving at all. I really didn’t know what to do, so I slowly took off my suit jacket and then my shoes. I wandered around just the immediate area by the front door and didn’t dare go too much farther away from the door.
“Evan, come this way,” Stacey said as she grabbed my hand again and I followed her.
She led me into a bedroom that was fairly dark. I thought I saw a glimpse of a man sitting in the corner, but I couldn’t tell for sure without being obvious with my gaze.
“What next?” I said as we stood in her bedroom and looked at each other.
“Kiss me.”
I leaned in and let my lips touch hers gently. My hands stroked her cheek as I held her lips pressed against mine. Before I knew it, Stacey had my shirt unbuttoned and she had moved on to getting me out of the rest of my clothes. I didn’t protest. It was exhilarating to think that her husband was just a few feet away. It was erotic to know that but to not have see him fully or talked to him.
Soon I had totally forgotten about her husband and I was fully devoted to Stacey and making her scream. As usual, I wanted to hear the loudest screams she could muster and to do that I would have to deliver some serious pleasure for her.
I moved quickly and took off all of her clothes and let my lips explore the soft skin of her legs. I kept my eyes on Stacey as I moved up and took in the taste of her. The delicious softness of her folds made my cock erect with desire.
Stacey moaned loudly at the first touch of my tongue and she didn’t stop until I had finally stopped. Every stroke, every flick of my tongue had promised her pleasure that she just wasn’t going to refuse. As her moans increased, I wondered what her husband liked about the situation. Why did he want to watch his wife get fucked by some other guy when he could just give her oral and pleasure her that way? It baffled me, but not enough to stop playing with Stacey and her body.
I pulled her clit into my mouth hard and enjoyed the loud moan that left her body. It was heaven to hear the desire she had for me. I moved my fingers up and let two of them slide inside of her as she let out more pleasure sounds. Slowly I stroked my fingers inside of her and stimulated her g-spot. Fast and then slow I alternated between to get the most effect on her pleasure.
Stacey had her hands in my hair and pressed me toward her body hard. She didn’t want me to let go and I didn’t want to either. Faster and faster I moved my fingers and tongue working in time with each other to bring her to the highest pleasure.
“Oh yes,” she screamed. “I want you inside of me.”
Her wish was my command and I slid up and positioned myself over her body. As I was about to slide inside of her, I felt the presence of someone near the bed.
“Let her ride you,” the man’s voice said.
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nbsp; It creeped me out to see him standing near the bed. Instantly I regretted my choice to go home with Stacey. There was probably a really good reason that I had never said yes to a situation like that before.
“Alright, Bernie,” Stacey said as she looked up at him.
I was too far into the situation to turn back now. I slid a condom on and laid back on the bed. It was actually a little better to be laying on the bed because as Stacey slid onto my cock I could no longer see her husband in the corner of the room.
She faced away from me and I had a perfect view of her ass as she slid up and down on my cock. My hands held onto her hips and moved with her to give her some relief from the hard work that she was doing.
I used my thumbs to spread her ass and squeezed her cheeks as she thrust hard against my cock. My usual routine wasn’t to sit back and let the woman take control, but by that point I was fine with it. I liked watching her ass and I loved feeling her thrusting hard on top of my cock.
She started to play with her clit as she bounced on me and I could feel her body tightening around my cock. She slowed down and pressed her pelvis hard against mine as she let me cock fill her up as much as possible.
“Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes.” She released as her body finally gave in to the pleasure.
Normally I would have pulled her down next to me and held onto her for a little bit. Even if I planned to leave shortly, I liked to have a good cuddle before I did.
It was a unique situation and I had to just get out of that apartment as fast as possible. Luckily, Stacey walked me to the restroom and left me there to clean up and get dressed. As I finished up, she walked me to the front door and kissed me. I left and felt so relieved that I couldn’t help but smile.
For the first time in a very long time, I actually regretted sleeping with someone. Not that Stacey was someone to regret. But the situation wasn’t at all something that I wanted to get involved in and I was disappointed in myself for giving into my physical desire. Never had I ever felt so badly after fucking a woman. It was an eye opener for sure and I decided I should be much more cognoscente of the choices in women and sexual situations I made.
I needed to keep my focus on Alicia and building what we had going so I could find out more about her company. In just the last few days, my shares in ALL Warren clothing had grown almost 30%, which was a huge gain. It was the largest growth out of all my investments and I needed to keep that level of growth to build my customer base. If I could keep my portfolio growth at over 30%, I would get a huge boost in my portfolio, which would get me to partner in no time at all.
Being a partner in my firm was the ultimate goal. I had to keep my portfolio growth and that meant I had to figure out what was going on with Alicia’s company.
Chapter Eighteen
My brain couldn’t calm down all night as I thought about all the possibilities with Alicia’s company. My investment in her company could literally make my career, or it could be the end of my career if there were some sort of fraud going on.
I started my day with a renewed focus to figure out what was going on with the financials. There was no reason Alicia should have a hard time getting orders to her customers if everything was as it was supposed to be.
My mother always told me if you feel like something is off then it probably is. We just don’t get those worried feelings about things if there isn’t a reason for it.
At work my first stop was to visit with Rebecca. She had done such a great job researching the company already and I needed her opinion on why Alicia might not be able to deliver her products to the customers.
“Hey pretty lady,” I said as I snuck around the corner to Rebecca’s desk.
“Oh, no; here comes trouble.”
Rebecca lit up as I stood over her desk. She was a beautiful woman and I enjoyed our weekend together very much, especially her tits. Damn I got hard every time I saw them.
She sat at her desk with her huge breasts snug in her business appropriate top. I wanted to reach over her cubical and flick open one of her buttons and just see those beautiful breasts pop out of her top.
“You know it,” I said with a wink.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Gade?”
“I need your help and I can’t go on another weekend getaway.”
“Oh, so I’m supposed to help for free?”
“I think we can arrange something,” I said as I licked my lips.
Luckily the cubicle protected her from seeing my bulging cock as it pressed up against my suit pants. Oh, I would definitely make something work to have another night with Rebecca; it would be a welcomed night, especially after what had just happened with Stacey.
“What’s up? Are we still looking at ALL Warren Clothing?”
“Yeah, I was out with Alicia and she said she is having a hard time fulfilling orders.”
“Hmmm, like is she saying they don’t have inventory, not enough staff? What exactly is the problem?”
“I’m pretty sure she said she didn’t have enough inventory. Which was really weird because I thought they had several warehouses full of product.”
I waited as Rebecca pulled out some files and looked through them. She flipped through several pages and then came across a paper that she had looked for.
“I think I see where the problem might be. They only have two dozen employees according to this paper. There is no way in hell they are managing even a single warehouse with that many employees. I need to see exactly how many employees they have. This form is a year old. Do you know how many she has now?”
I shook my head. I really didn’t know much about her company at all, but I suspected that she had twenty-four employees at the new headquarters office in New York. So she had to have many more employees if you included her warehouses.
“When I was at her office the other day I did see a file box that had payroll information. But I didn’t look at it close enough to see the number of employees.”
“Can you get in there again?”
“I guess, but what exactly do I need to look at?”
“Number of people on the payroll, locations of where they work, those would be great.”
She said it like it would be so simple for me to just waltz back into Alicia’s office and get that information. I really wished I had known what I was looking for when I was in there before. It was going to be much harder to get in there a second time.
“Alright, but before I do this again, give me some ideas of what else I should be looking for. If I run across anything else I want to get that information this time because there is no way I’m going to get in there a third time.”
Rebecca thought about it for a minute and made me a short list of what I financial items might be helpful in our research.
Names of suppliers, addresses of warehouses, the location of employees, shipping company accounts, plus anything that had Bill Yobi’s name on it.
“Just take a picture of the items with your cell and I can zoom in and find what I need. There is something really shady going on there though and I doubt they will have all the information at the office. Most likely Bill or Alicia will have the top secret stuff at their homes.”
That was exactly what I had thought and I knew there was no way I could get into Bill’s house. There was a small possibility that I could eventually get into Alicia’s house, but I really didn’t have much confidence in that either.
At the risk of looking like a total stalker, I made my way back over to Alicia’s office to try and get into the file room again. This time I had no intention of actually talking to Alicia though, I just needed to gain access to the file room for a few minutes.
The sexy front desk woman recognized me immediately. She smiled wildly and picked up the phone to call upstairs to Alicia.
“Wait,” I said as I put my hand out and motioned for her to hang up the phone.
“Don’t you want Alicia?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to bother her. Do you know if she is free right
now or not?”
“I’m sorry, her assistant is the only one who has her schedule. Would you like me to call her?”
“Yes, I think that would be best. I’m going to run to the little boys room,” I said it as I walked passed her.
I didn’t want to give her the opportunity to stop me. I just needed to get into that file room, take a few pictures and then get out of there.
I moved slowly down the familiar hallway and watched for anyone to come out of the offices. It didn’t seem like there was anyone around so I made my way straight to the file room. This time the door was wide open, though.
I looked into the room and saw that all the boxes had been moved. The room was empty. My hopes of finding the information I needed was gone and I was left without even the slightest idea of where I should look from there.
While I made my way back to the front desk, I looked in a couple other offices that were opened, but none had the boxes that I needed.
“Sounds like Alicia is in meetings all afternoon,” the receptionist said. “Would you like me to leave a message for you?”
“No thank you, I’ll just give her a call. I don’t want to bother her.”
Then just like clockwork, Alicia and a group of men walked out of the elevator and straight toward me. I looked like a small child caught in the act of stealing some candy. I knew it looked odd and I had to figure out a good reason to be there and fast.
“Evan, what are you doing here?” Alicia seemed a bit annoyed that I had shown up again at her work.
I knew I couldn’t use the same excuse that I had come for lunch. We certainly had not made a lunch date and she had a group of men with her. I wasn’t about to look like some needy guy who had shown up without being asked.
“I lost my work cell, just thought it might have slipped out when I visited yesterday,” I looked at the receptionist and begged her with my eyes to go along with my plan.
