by Mia Moore
“Of course.” I lied. The dripping tap caught my attention. Should I have another glass of water?
“I’m not judging you. Have sex with twenty men for all I care. Just be careful. Do a search on these guys in the morning to see if they’re legitimate. Maybe now that they’ve offered you a job, you’ll never need to do what you did tonight—picking up strangers for money. Although I do think they’ll have expectations of a repeat performance as part of that job offer.” She rose and put the carton of orange juice back into the refrigerator.
“I can only hope.” I giggled. Yes, another glass of water was in order. I rose and turned the tap on.
Her hand went around my shoulder pulling me closer and planting a kiss on the side of my forehead. “I love you and worry about you. The offer of a loan of money still stands. Promise me you’ll be careful.”
I set the glass down and turned to hug her close. “I’ve always tried to be like you, y’know. Study hard, dress nice, be sweet and ladylike. I’m gonna’ miss you when you leave.” Was it the champagne that was making me maudlin? A tear rolled down my cheek. We weren’t students anymore. We were entering the real world taking different paths.
Chapter 4 – Nick’s Office
It was ten minutes before noon. Cerise would be here soon. I looked around my office wondering what she would think of it. It was a big corner office with a fabulous view of the city and the bay in the distance. I straightened the architectural plans on my desk and rose to stretch my legs. I missed being onsite, in the fresh air, watching my plans become concrete and steel before my eyes. Dev hadn’t been to the site in a week and had asked to supervise there for a few days. Actually, that would work out. As fun as it had been last night sharing Cerise with him, it would be good to get to know her better, alone.
I took a step down and straightened the leather chairs set next to the low table in the conversation pit of the room. But she wouldn’t be sitting in a chair. No. I smiled as a picture of her long legs, crossed seductively while she reclined on the sofa, flitted across my mind’s eye.
There was a buzz from the telephone. I walked to the large walnut desk and punched a button on the phone.
“Cerise Morgan is here for your twelve o’clock.” It was Annie’s voice, my personal assistant.
“Please show her in.” I eased down to sit on the corner of my desk waiting for her.
A moment later Annie, wearing her usual navy suit appeared at the door, standing back slightly to allow Cerise to walk by her. The green knit dress, accentuated her olive complexion and brown eyes. But where were the flowing dark locks, that had tickled my skin last night? When she turned to thank Annie for showing her in, I noticed that she had pulled her hair up, pinned in a French roll at the back. Well, that would never do. One of the things that had attracted me in the first place had been her long flowing mane of hair.
“Hello Cerise.” I gave a quick look at Annie. “Please bring our lunch in now and hold any calls.”
Cerise walked over to where I sat, her hands clasped together, and looked at the floor between her feet. “Hello Sir.” I glanced over her shoulder. Good. Annie had closed the door and hadn’t heard.
“Cerise, you may call me Nick when we’re in public or in my office. When we’re alone together, like last night, I am Sir.” The poor kid looked so uncomfortable, her fingers playing with a hangnail on her thumb. But calling him Sir, without any prodding had shown promise for later.
Annie returned wheeling a small service and placed two plates topped with a stainless cover on the small table in the pit.
“Will there be anything else you require Mr. Wyndham?” She stood next to the door smiling with closed lips.
“That will be all thanks. Please ensure we aren’t disturbed. I will be leaving the office for a couple of hours after lunch.”
When the door snicked closed, I took Cerise in my arms. She felt so tiny and warm, cuddling into me. Her perfume was fresh and floral today. Her head fell back and her deep chocolate eyes looked up at me, lips parted slightly. I kissed her softly, tasting the sweet red lip gloss as she pressed into me, fingers fisting my suit coat and opened her lips wider. I inhaled her warm scent, our breath becoming stronger as I kissed her lips harder, my tongue lightly touching hers. My mouth trailed kisses to the side of her mouth to her chin. Her head eased back exposing the soft skin of her throat. Alternating between kisses and soft love bites I kissed that intoxicating silkiness until I reached the curve of her neck and shoulder. My mouth pressed into this spot harder when she moaned, sliding her leg between mine.
My hands drifted down to squeeze the mounds of that delectable ass, pulling her tight and rubbing my swollen cock against her. Holding the underside of her thighs I lifted her, spurring her legs to circle my hips. I turned and set her ass on the desk. Her skirt had risen to her hips, revealing a strip of satin fabric between her spread legs. She leaned back on the desk, resting on her elbows watching me as I loosened my belt and trousers. The tip of my cock drizzled against the fabric of my shorts as I pulled it free.
My fingers clawed into the fabric of her panties pulling it to the side while my other hand guided me between her full pussy lips. She was wet and slippery already. I ached to drive it deep within her but instead ran the tip of my meat over her clit, in slow circles.
“Ahhh…you’ve got me so wet. Please Sir, put it inside. I need it inside.” Her hips rolled upward so that her opening was close to the tip of my cock.
My hand left her panties and slide up her stomach to the voluptuous breast encased in the wool dress. I thrust my hand inside the scooped neck line, past the confining lace bra and pinched her nipple hard.
Her half closed eyes opened wide at the bolt of pain that shot through her. Her hips bucked against me trying to capture my cock inside her velvet hole.
“Cerise, you may not come until I allow you. I know you’re almost there. But, I’m going to tease you a little. It’s part of your training. Your body is mine and will do as I command. Do you understand?”
She wasn’t the only one undergoing sweet torture. My cock was drizzling. If I didn’t keep teasing her to allow myself to cool down a bit I would explode inside her at the first deep thrust.
In answer to my direction, she laid flat on the desk, one arm over her eyes, moaning. She was spread out like a banquet before me. I lifted her ass and slid the panties over her legs and feet. I bunched them up and slid them into the pocket of my coat.
I spread her legs wider and looked at her pussy. The lips were swollen and parted, glistening while her dark clit beckoned. I lifted her and pushed her farther up on the desk. Bending, I kissed the spot on her inner thigh where her leg and pussy met. My lips trailed softly over her lips until my mouth was just above that hard little bud. She arched upward, seeking my kiss on her womanhood. Instead I blew softly on it.
“Please Sir.” Her voice was a whimper.
I lowered my mouth and touched her softly with just the tip of my tongue. Her body jerked at the soft touch and pushed upward, wanting more. Her scent was musk and the perfume of soap combining in a heady mix. I sucked her clit into my lips and licked it with my tongue. Her hips were thrusting my face and her hands gripped the back of my head. She was close.
I pulled away and stepped closer guiding my cock between her wet folds. Slowly I inched into her, savoring the sensation, prolonging my release. Her breathing was becoming faster as she rolled her hips, striving for all of it. Again with deliberate control I pulled all of the way out of her. Her muscles were locked on my cock forcing me to push harder. God, the little vixen was tight.
My finger ran between her slippery lips and rubbed her clit once more. Her writhing and moaning along with the pressure she was applying to my cock was exquisite. Last night had been great but seeing her like this was too much. My thrusts became hard and fast. She wanted my cock; well I was going to give it to her. Her head rolled from side to side and her tits bounced from the pounding I was giving her. She was so hot. I gr
oaned as my cock drove deep, spilling myself in her. She cried out and her legs gripped me tight, pulling me in a vise as she orgasmed.
I panted looking down at her. Even though I had just came, my cock stirred weakly once more. Smiling, I pulled her up into a sitting position. There was business I needed to speak with her about now.
More play time with this kitten would have to wait.
Chapter 5 – Eros Inc.
His hands gripped mine and pulled me into a sitting position on his desk. My arms and legs were trembling, weak from the mind blowing orgasm. A lock of damp hair rested on Nick’s forehead as he looked at me with eyes that were half closed, and lips curled up at the corners smiling. I lowered my chin, looking up at him, returning his smile. His arms went around me lifting me from the desk and carrying me across the room to a sofa. I was tiny in his embrace, snuggling into his neck once more, inhaling his spicy cologne mixed with his own body chemistry. I could lie like this for hours.
His fingers pulled my chin up and his lips were on mine kissing me softly while his other hand stroked my hair. He pulled back and his smile was broad. Such perfect white teeth.
“Much as I’d love to stay like this for the rest of the afternoon, I’m afraid we have things to do.” He lifted me and set me beside him on the sofa. I tugged at the hem of my dress and looked toward his desk. Where were my panties?
“Looking for these?” His hand held my white satin panties and he smiled mischievously.
“Oh. Thanks.” I reached for them but he raised his arm quickly, holding them high above my reach.
“No. I like the thought of you being naked under that dress. Besides, I want to keep them as a souvenir.” He held them to his face and inhaled deeply, closing his eyes. His hand bunched them and slipped them into his pocket, before leaning forward to lift the tops from the plates.
I was incredibly wet from our episode on the desk and he expected me to be panty-less! “May I use your washroom before we eat?” When I stood up, I felt a soft tickling sensation of our combined pleasure oozing down the inside of my thigh.
“Certainly. He pointed to a closed door next to the entrance to his office.” As I crossed the room I noticed many certificates of accreditation hanging on the walls, and the sun shining through a floor to ceiling window behind his desk. To have an office downtown, with that kind of view and a private washroom—Nick was doing pretty well. It confirmed the Google search results I had found that morning.
My eyes opened wide when I entered the washroom. Instead of a two piece powder room, the room was equipped with a shower as well. I plucked a personal wipe from a box on the marble countertop and cleaned and dried my still swollen pussy. I rinsed my hands under the brushed silver faucet, conscious of the coolness between my legs. A chill ran down my spine and there was a pleasant tingle in my stomach. I had never gone out in public without panties.
When I returned to his office, I noticed a glass of white wine sitting next to a plate of salad topped with slices of chicken. My stomach growled in response.
“That looks yummy. I’m starving. So far, the fringe benefits of this job exceed anything I could’ve ever imagined. ” I took a seat next to him on the sofa.
“I’m going to bring you with me to the club and show you around. Introduce you to the staff working there today. The top floor of the building is a self contained two bedroom apartment where you will live.” He took a bite of his salad.
I could feel my jaw dropping and my eyes widen. Wow. With Maddy leaving to go back home I had planned on finding another place to live. Now, not only a job but an apartment had just landed in my lap. “Where is this club?”
He wiped his mouth with the linen napkin before speaking. “It’s on the outskirts of the city, on an acre of land. The setting is quite lovely. The building is old but Dev and I have modernized the facilities inside while maintaining the historic charm. I’m confident that you’ll like your accommodations.” His blue eyes sparkled in the natural sunlight streaming into the room.
He looked like a Greek Adonis in that moment. I could hardly stop myself from throwing my arms around him and kissing those sweet lips. He was the answer to not only my prayers, but my secret fantasies.
“What’s the name of this club? I wonder if I’ve ever heard of it?” I took a bite of chicken. It melted in my mouth so tender, with just the right amount of Cajun spice.
“I doubt you’ve heard of it. It’s way above most students’ budget. The clientele by and large are people who have made it, with a healthy amount of disposable income. It’s called Eros Inc.”
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An hour later we were seated in a black, chauffeur driven limousine speeding along the expressway. Nick’s hand rested casually on my thigh as he stared straight ahead. From the corner of my eye I glanced at his profile, the strong jaw line and full lips that had thrilled me earlier. I couldn’t wait to see my new apartment and this sex club I would be managing.
How would I oversee a staff and environment where sex parties, swinging and darker BDSM activities took place? This was light years away from anything I had ever experienced before and again I had emphasized that fact to Nick. Well, if he thought I could learn this and even like it, I’d have to accept his better judgment. At this point, financially I needed to. And… so far the evening with him and Dev and the episode on his desk earlier had been beyond fun. Picturing it in my mind, my nipples hardened and the sweet spot between my legs tingled. I shifted in the plush leather seat. My breath hitched hoping that his hand would slide up my thigh under my skirt. Oh God. What was happening to me? That handsome god beside me was turning me into some kind of nymphomaniac. Enough Cerise. Focus on this job opportunity.
The car slowed and turned off the highway, winding its way through tree lined streets. I strained forward in my seat when we turned in a driveway past wrought iron gates. The building was large, three stories tall and built of brick. A tower with large glass windows was perched on top of the copper mansard roof. Over each window was a stained glass transom, each one glinting in the afternoon sunshine. Four wide granite stone steps led up to a golden oak door framed by white, sculpted woodwork.
When the car stopped Nick got out and opened the door for me. I could hardly breathe taking in the stately mansion. Ohmygod. I would be running this place! Living in this castle? This must be how Cinderella felt when she went to the ball.
We walked up the stairs and Nick rang the bell. Why couldn’t he just walk in? He owned the place.
He must have sensed my curiosity about this because he turned to face me. “The building is kept locked at all times, security is tight. We have client information in what will be your new office. Confidentiality and our clients’ privacy are valued above anything else. A big part of your job will be to ensure that this is strictly enforced with the staff.” He turned and smiled when the door was opened by a pretty Asian woman.
I followed him inside and watched as he scooped the woman up and hugged her tight. Her eyes were closed when she planted a lingering kiss on his mouth. My lips drew tight watching this display of affection. Who was this woman and what was she to Nick? Had she been treated to a fuck on his desk as well? My face grew warm, deciding I hated her.
He released her and still with his arm around her narrow shoulders he turned her to face me.
“This is Cerise Morgan. She will be the new manager of Eros Inc. Cerise, this is Lotus who has been the acting manager up until now.”
I watched as the welcoming smile dropped from her face. For just a second there was a flash of anger in her dark eyes before she composed herself and stepped forward to shake my hand. I managed a smile, while noticing the short brocade dress, the bare skin above her breasts topped with a fabric collar. Yeah, she had great legs in the stiletto heels but a little flat in the chest. Not nearly as endowed as me, which made me feel better.
“Pleased to meet you Cerise. But you seem so young to have experience in managing a club like this. You must have an excellent business
background and credentials.” Her smile was sweet despite the icy malice of her words.
She was about five years older than me. I could tell she resented the hell out of me coming in, a newbie, no experience and her new boss. “My major wasn’t in business. However I graduated Magna Cum Laude. I’m sure I’ll be able to learn the operations quickly with your help, of course.”
“I am going to leave Cerise’s orientation to you Lotus. I want to show her the apartment. You’ve had housekeeping freshen it up, I presume?” Nick placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me out of the wide marble entranceway, past a set of curved oak stair to the far wall where I noticed the doors of an elevator.
While we waited for it to descend I turned slowly taking in the high ceilings, the sparkling crystal chandelier and gleaming woodwork. This place was a palace.
There was a ding as the elevator arrived and we entered. No sooner were we inside that Nick’s arms were around me pushing me against the mirrored wall. His hand ran up my thigh pushing my dress up, curving in to cup my pussy. He slipped a finger between my cleft. I gasped when it circled my clit and sighed when he pushed two fingers deep inside me. I opened my legs and raised my leg pulling him into me. His cock was hard again, rubbing the softness of my inner thigh. His lips were hot on mine, tongue rough thrusting into my mouth.
The elevator door opened and we slowly separated. Did my eyes show the disappointment and lust that his did? We stepped out onto deep burgundy plush carpeting in a hallway. Directly across from us was a dark wooden door. I watched Nick fish in his pocket for something and then slide a key into the lock. He pushed the door open and raised his arm to stop me from entering.
A giggle escaped my mouth when his arms scooped around my thighs and back, lifting me if the air, holding me tight to his body. He walked into the room carrying me and slammed the door shut behind him. I glanced around as he carried me across the room through another doorway. Ahhh…a king sized bed with a rose colored satin spread.
