by Ali Parker
“How’s it going?” I said, walking up behind her.
“Hey,” she said, turning around with a smile. “Good. The interviewers are working on the project right now, and everyone else is waiting for the project to come to them.”
“Good,” I said. “And how are you?”
“I’m okay,” she said, pulling me to the side and lowering her voice. “If you wouldn’t mind, I’d appreciate if you didn’t say anything to anyone about last night. I don’t really want everyone knowing about my mother.”
“Of course,” I said. “I would never dream of it. I just wanted to hop down here and make sure you were doing okay.”
“I am. My son always has a way of cheering me up.” She smiled. “Hey, so I’m pretty sure there’s going to be more work than we can get done by the end of the day. I already set it up so Dalton would take care of Mikey this evening, and I’m going to stay and help you after hours. I know the presentation is due to the client in the morning, and I want to make sure it’s good and tight before we head out tonight. That way, tomorrow isn’t any more stressful than it needs to be. I know waiting on his response is going to keep everyone holding their breaths, so the last thing we need to be is unprepared.”
“That’s great,” I said. “I appreciate it. Maybe they will kill it today, and we won’t need to, but it’s good to know you’ll be there if that doesn’t happen.”
“Of course.”
“I’m going to be in my office, piecing together the virtual presentation as the pieces come in, so if you need me, just grab me from there,” I said.
“No problem.”
Everything was crazy that day, from the interviewers turning in enough to make the project roll to the entire team running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The pieces were flying into my email quicker than I could get them out, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The owner of the company had sent me an email letting me know he wanted to do the presentation in person instead of virtually, which was fine because we were set up for both ways. My biggest issue was the fact that I didn’t want to deal with him, but that was all part of the job. By the time the team was leaving at five, I felt almost out of breath. I sat back in my chair and stared at the screen, hoping everything would fall into place. I looked up as Amanda walked into the door and acted like she was falling asleep against the door frame.
“I know, right?” I laughed. “I don’t think I’ve ever been that busy in this office.”
“I’m really proud of the team, and the technical artists were decent, but I have to say no one really jumped out at me,” she said. “Marcus spoiled us with his expertise.”
“Yeah,” I chuckled. “We’ll figure it out, I’m sure.”
“So,” she said, sitting down in the chair. “How much do we have to do to tie all of this together?”
“Actually, none,” I said, smiling at her. “I just finished up the presentation when you walked in the door, and the printer is working on the boards as we speak. It’s going to be an in-person presentation instead of virtual.”
“Wow, good work,” she said.
“I was actually hoping that since it was all done, we could spend some time together,” I said. “Just here in the office, relaxing, having a glass of the whiskey I stow in the bottom of the drawer, and reveling in the glory of how well our team gets shit done. I didn’t plan it, but since it happened to be done already, I figured why not hang out together instead.”
“I do already have a babysitter for my son,” she said as I pulled the bottle and two glasses from the bottom drawer of my desk. “And there is no use in wasting a perfectly good glass of whiskey. I’m in.”
“Yes,” I said, laughing, pouring us two glasses, and handing her one. “Man, it feels really good being a part of something again. You know? Well, maybe you don’t because you have been all along, but I feel like I did when I first opened this place. Motivated, ready to go every morning, and looking forward to being at work again.”
“Maybe everything with the board was a blessing in disguise,” she said.
“Maybe it was,” I said, staring into her eyes.
“Since we are spilling our feelings on things,” she said, ending the silence. “I have something to admit.”
“Uh-oh.” I laughed. “This is already getting good. Whatcha got? Spill it.”
“Okay.” She sat up in her chair. “There is another reason why I didn’t accept Diamond’s offer, and why I came back here to help you. More than just my family and my future.”
“What is it?”
“You,” she said, taking in a deep breath. “I came back because I have feelings for you. There, I said it.”
I sat there surprised by her revelation, really not knowing what to say. In the back of mind, I always hoped that she had feelings for me, that she didn’t want to leave because of me, but I never thought it could actually be real. Her cheeks blushed as I sat there staring at her.
“You going to say something?” she chuckled nervously.
“No,” I said, putting my glass on the table and walking around the desk.
I reached down and helped her to her feet, taking her whiskey glass and setting it on the desk. I pulled her close to me, staring deeply into her eyes, feeling the passion beginning to ignite between the two of us. She looked at me strangely like she didn’t know what I was going to do.
“There aren’t any words needed,” I said, leaning in and kissing her lips, feeling her body stiffen and then relax into me.
I poured everything I had into that kiss, clutching the back of her neck and sliding my tongue onto hers. She whimpered, her mouth pressed close to mine as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned into me. I could taste the bittersweet whiskey in her mouth and feel her wrapped in my arms. I had been waiting weeks to do that, something I knew at that moment, I should have done long before then. I wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her in even closer, swirling my tongue through her mouth, feeling the heat beginning to build inside of me. She clutched tightly to my neck, rubbing her fingernails lightly beneath the collar of my dress shirt.
I could feel her perfect breasts heaving against me, her breathing intensifying with every stroke of my tongue. Every moment since the first second that we met came flooding together, collecting between our lips. The anger, the sadness, the hurt, and the laughter all culminated into that one passionate embrace where our bodies were melting into each other, our emotions twisting together like our tongues. I wanted Amanda so bad, and not just sexually, but every way that a man could need and want a woman. The office was silent, no one else around, but the passion was ringing loudly in my ears. I wanted to show this woman everything I had been thinking since I met her, I wanted to make her feel just what I was feeling.
Chapter 35
Amanda
The kiss was unexpected but not unwanted, and the feeling of his mouth pressed against mine was more passionate than anything I had ever felt before. He backed me up, pushing the door closed, even though everyone had gone from the office. He pushed me against the door and kissed me, holding my chin with his hands as he ran his tongue over my lips. I clenched my hands into fists, feeling his body pressing hard against mine, the thickness of his cock pulsing through his pants. Slowly, he lowered his hand, his fingertips trailing down my neck and my chest and pulling the buttons open on my blouse. I whimpered into his mouth, feeling him untucking my shirt and opening it up, palming my pink lace bra, and squeezing my breasts.
I moaned, letting my shirt fall to the floor and feeling him as he unclasped my bra, pulling it from my shoulders. As I reached up to his shirt, he reached down, pulling my skirt up to my waist and cupping my mound with his strong hand, rubbing gently against my clit through my satin panties. I gasped, closing my eyes for a moment to focus on the ecstasy erupting between us. I pulled open his shirt, tugged it down his big, muscular arms, and tossed it to the side. He smiled, his lips still touching mine as I unbuckled his belt, undid his zi
pper, and let his pants fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and socks and stepped out of his pants, pulling my panties down to my feet and laying them on the chair. I bit my lip, reaching out and grabbing his huge cock through his boxers, rubbing my hand up and down the fabric. I hooked my fingers in the top of the band and pulled them down, feeling his dick bounce out against me as he pushed me back up against the door again.
His mouth pressed against mine again, his hands running down my sides and reaching back grasping both of my ass cheeks. He bent his legs slightly and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and turning, walking across his office to the floor to ceiling windows. He pushed my back against the cool glass, ravaging my mouth with his. He set me on my feet and grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his pants, ripping it open and sliding it down his huge shaft. He moved quickly back toward me, picking me back up and slamming me against the glass. I moaned out as his lips trailed down my neck and then back up, his cock pressed between us. He leaned back and reached down, grasping his shaft, moving forward, pushing it slowly through my juices and deep inside of me. I screamed out while his huge cock filled me completely.
He pushed deep inside of me and leaned forward, pressing his mouth against mine as he thrust forward and back, my body hitting against the window. I moaned as he buried his face in my neck, his jaw clenched tightly as he fucked me faster and faster. He stepped forward, pressing my ass against the glass and widening his stance, looking deeply into my eyes. He growled, pumping his hips once again, this time pinning me against the window and sinking deep inside of me. I could barely control myself, it felt so good. His body rubbed against my clit with every push, and the heat in my belly ignited. I clenched down on him, breathing deeply, digging my fingernails into his shoulders as he moved fast and hard.
With a twist of his hips, he sent me plunging over the edge, my body tightening in his arms as I climaxed. I groaned, rolling my eyes and pressing my head against the glass. My pussy tightened and released against his shaft as I soaked him with my juices. He grunted, feeling me come, pushing even faster than before. He stepped back, carrying me to his desk and set me down on the floor. He pressed his mouth against mine and kissed me deeply before spinning me around and pushing down on my back. I bent over the desk and flattened myself against it, grabbing the other side to secure myself. He pushed my skirt farther up and gripped my ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly. I turned back and watched as he grabbed his shaft and ran it up and down my pussy, soaking in all of my juices.
He positioned himself and spread his feet, slowly thrusting his hips, sliding carefully inside of me. I screamed, feeling his body completely against me, his dick as far in me that he could muster. He his hands slid up to my waist, and he pulled back, just to thrust again, this time slamming deep and hard into me. I whimpered, wanting more, needing more of him, feeling him pulling back and doing it again. My body jolted forward, a raspy call coming from my throat. Over and over again, he slowly pulled back and then jolted forward, pushing hard against me. I screamed out, grasping the edge of the desk, waiting for another round.
He pulled back again, but this time he pulled out of me, lifting me up and turning me toward him. He grabbed my wrist and walked backward, sitting down his chair. He moved the arms up, and I walked forward, biting my lip and straddling him. I reached down between us and grabbed his shaft, slowly sliding down it and sitting straight up in his lap. I moaned, throwing my head back and grinding against him. He was so deep inside of me that I could feel him near my belly button. I leaned back, holding his shoulders and swirled my hips, the fire in me burning brightly once again.
His hands slid up my body and over my tits, massaging them hard as I moved my body like a wave over his cock. He groaned, watching me lift up slightly and sit back down, his dick pulsing with excitement. I could feel my body pushing for a climax, and I sat up, looking deeply into his eyes as I moved faster and faster over him. He leaned forward, just millimeters from my ear and whispered.
“Come for me.”
“Yes,” I gasped, moving even faster, the pressure building to an explosive point.
He gripped my hips and helped out, moving me back and forth, rubbing my clit against his body. I growled, throwing my head back and thrusting my tits forward, screaming loudly as I reached the edge and fell right over. The waves of pleasure rolling through me were nothing like I had ever felt before.
“Yes,” he grunted, lifting me up and slamming me back down on his cock.
He did it again and again, bouncing up and down in his lap as I came hard, my juices rolling over his shaft like a river. His breathing intensified, and he groaned, biting down on his bottom lip as he pushed me down one last time and held me there. He leaned his head against my chest and pushed hard against my hips. I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me, releasing his hot seed into the condom. He sat barely breathing for several moments until the waves of ecstasy had passed. I could feel his body relaxing beneath me as he pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly. I leaned back and kissed his mouth, smiling as he opened his eyes. He chuckled and shook his head.
“That was not what I had planned,” he said. “But I am not complaining in the least.”
I laughed and sat up, pulling myself off his lap and pulling my skirt back down. I walked over to the pile of clothes on the floor and handed him his things. He smiled, watching me grab my panties and slide them up my body before pulling on my bra and blouse. He pulled the condom off and dropped it in the trash, tying the bag closed. He got dressed and walked over to me as I finished buttoning my blouse. He took my face in his hands and kissed me passionately before rubbing his lips over the tip of my nose.
“That was amazing,” he whispered. “You are amazing.”
“You weren’t too bad yourself,” I said, smiling.
“I want to see you again,” he said. “And I don’t mean during work or on a rendezvous in my office. I want to really see you again. I want to take you out on a date, take you to whatever restaurant you want to go to. I want to spoil you and make you feel special. You deserve more than that, but I figure that’s a start.”
“You mean I’m not just screwing the boss to get ahead?” I laughed.
“You can have any promotion you want,” he joked. “As long as we do that again.”
“I’m not that easy.” I smiled.
“So, let me take you out,” he replied, pulling me close to him again. “Don’t say no, just go with it. It’s obvious from the last time we went to dinner that there’s more here than just business. I have never met anyone like you before, and I don’t want you to get away this time.”
“You do remember that I have a son, a son who expects me to come home at night and be part of his life, right?”
“Then he can come too,” he said, smiling. “Does he like fine dining?”
“I think to him, the Italian joint with the plastic tablecloths is fine dining.” I laughed. “I don’t know if he would know what to do with himself in a fine dining setting. Cloth napkins and fancy tablecloths aren’t really his thing.”
“Then we’ll go to a pizza joint or something,” he said.
“How about this?” I said, backing up and putting on my shoes. “My son is turning eleven, and he’s having a birthday party on Saturday. You know where I live now, and you can come over, and we can start with that. There will be cake and ice cream, too, so very fine dining.”
“That sounds like the best plan you’ve ever offered,” he said. “I love cake and ice cream. Will there be games?”
“If I can get the kids off the Xbox.” I laughed.
“Hey, I can kick some butt on Halo,” he said. “You have no idea.”
“Oh, lord,” I said. “You’re already going to be his best friend.”
“Points for me.” He laughed.
“I had a really good time,” I said walking up and kissing his cheek. “But I have to get going. I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Go home and get a good night’s sleep
. You want to look fresh and ready for the meeting.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said, smiling as I opened the office door and grabbed my purse. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
I left the office and walked down the hall, pressing the button and turning around. He was standing in the doorway watching me getting into the elevator. I stepped inside and pressed the button for the lobby, looking up and smiling as the doors closed. My heart skipped a beat in my chest as he smiled back. The elevator started down the shaft, and I leaned back against the wall. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I hadn’t expected it at all. I barely expected any flirting much less sex. I smoothed down the crazy flyaway on the top of my head and laughed at myself. That had probably been the best sex I had ever had, and on top of that, my feelings for him were growing by the second. I was nervous to have him come to my son’s birthday party. It would be a really big step, but I really hoped he would show up. I didn’t want to get my hopes up, though, because that letdown could really hurt. Either way, the night had turned out better than I had expected, and I couldn’t help wanting to see what happened next.
Chapter 36
Elon
By the time I had gotten home from the office the night before, I had collapsed down on the bed and just passed out. It had been a long and crazy day and had ended in a way that I never thought it could have. I had made love to Amanda, right there in my office, just minutes after everyone had cleared the building. The tension between us had been building and building for weeks, but I didn’t suspect it would come out quite like that. I wasn’t going to complain, though. I had wanted her for what felt like ages. That next morning, I had a little pep in my step, knowing the preliminary presentation was ready, and I would be seeing Amanda.
I got to the office and sat down behind my desk, going through my notes for the client. It was important that I displayed the information with certainty, no bells and whistles, just like Amanda had done when she spoke to the last client at Cartier. Just then, she poked her head in the door and smiled at me. I squinted my eyes at her and smirked, having a genius idea.
