by Ellie Danes
Jamie looked at the drink and nodded. “I’ll have what you’re having,” she said without hesitation.
“So, what did you do with your afternoon? Did you spend it day drinking or did you get something done?”
“A little of both.” Jamie grabbed the drink I had poured and took a small sip, immediately coughing. “This is good,” she said, managing the words through her cough.
“Too much? I can grab something to mix it with, if you want. I prefer to drink it straight. I get used to the burn and sometimes, I even crave it,” I smiled, taking another sip.
I took a seat on the large leather couch that sat in front of the long row of windows, overlooking the city.
“No, it’s good,” Jamie said, joining me on the couch. “So what exactly do you do? I mean, obviously you’re successful and rich.”
“I invest in companies. Usually start-ups that have a great product or service. Sometimes I’ll buy established companies that have been mismanaged. I’ll turn them around and sell them, or maybe take them public. It just depends.”
I eased back into the couch, unable to take my eyes off of Jamie’s legs and her breasts that filled the top of her dress.
“How many have you invested in?” she asked.
“A lot,” I said. “Too many to count. Sometimes it’s a lot of money, sometimes only a few thousand. It depends on what they’re looking for and what I need.”
“So that’s why you’re not teaching anymore? So you can just work here full time?” She took a bigger sip of her drink and forced it down, stifling her cough this time.
“Yes and no. I’m burnt out. It wasn’t just teaching. You may not know this, but I used to take on interns each semester. They’d have their own mentor in the company, but I spent a lot of time with each of them, teaching them things, allowing them in meetings. Between that and the work I actually needed to prepare for class, I was always short on time.” I studied Jamie’s face as I answered her question. After the afternoon talking at lunch, she had never asked about work. “But I won’t be spending much time here. I’ve taken on another project and I’ll dedicate the next few months to it. At least that’s the plan.”
By the time she had finished her glass of bourbon, I had given her a complete explanation of everything I did and how I got started. It was refreshing to have someone so interested in every aspect of my life.
Jamie stood up and teetered on her heels, then fell back into my lap with a laugh. “I guess there’s more to that drink than I thought,” she said with a giggle.
“Maybe we should get some food. There’s a great Thai place across the street.”
She leaned up and kissed me on the mouth as she turned her body to face mine, straddling me on the couch. “Or maybe we can just stay here.”
She kissed me harder as her hands grabbed either side of my face, pulling me closer. She ran her fingers through my hair as our tongues danced together. My hands slid up her thighs as her tight black skirt had already risen well up her legs.
My cock grew hard as I pulled her hips down to me, wanting to feel the weight of her body against mine. I worked my hand up, across her waist and to her breasts, caressing them while still kissing her. She jokingly swatted my hands away and then grabbed them, pulling them over my head as she continued to kiss me on the mouth and then down my neck.
She slowly released my hands as she slid off of my lap and down toward the floor.
“Keep your hands where I can see them,” she said as she kneeled between my legs. Her hands clutched at my chest, eventually making it down to the belt on my pants.
She brushed her hands over the huge bulge in my pants. She firmly squeezed my cock and smiled, licking her lips.
I leaned my head on the back of the couch, my eyes not leaving her gaze as I let out a subtle moan.
In one quick motion, Jamie had opened my pants, revealing my hardness, still contained in the blue Calvin’s I had chosen that morning. She inched closer and I anticipated how the warmth of her mouth would feel.
I closed my eyes for a brief moment, envisioning what was about to happen, her mouth on me, taking me in deep.
She tugged at the elastic waistband, springing the head of my cock free. I could feel her skin on mine and I begged for her mouth.
“Good night, Chase,” someone said, walking past the open door of my office.
As quickly as the blood had rushed to fill me, it exited.
Jamie spun to look at the doorway as I opened my eyes. No one was there, but the voice was familiar. It was Alyssa. I wasn’t sure whether she had seen me or not, but it didn’t matter. For the brief moment I had escaped the office, everything had come crashing back.
I looked at Jamie as our eyes met and we both burst into laughter.
“Maybe we should continue this somewhere else. My place?” I asked.
Jamie eased her way up and kissed my lips. Then she brought her mouth to my ear and whispered, “Maybe tomorrow.”
She kissed me on the cheek and winked, leaving me sitting alone on the couch with my cock and feelings exposed.
She had me.
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Dear Reader,
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Ellie Danes
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