Cassie Green

by Delta Browning

  “No, since everyone already worked for the City, Mr. Blaylock just wanted to do the informal interviews. It’s not our normal protocol, but I guess we’re fine with it if he is. So you’ll just interview with him this afternoon.”

  “Oh, good. That takes a little pressure off, I hate these things. The formal panel of your peers makes it worse!” Cassie breathed a sigh of relief.

  “I’m sure you’ll do fine. I’ve seen you speak and answer questions from the public before. You handle yourself very well.”

  “Well, thank you. I just try to be thorough and cover all of the bases when I give an answer,” Cassie replied.

  “Well, here we are. Just go in his office and have a seat. He stepped out for a minute and should be back shortly. Since you’re the last one, I’m going to go back to my office and take care of a few things. Do you have any more questions?”

  “No, I don’t think so. Thank you,” said Cassie.

  “Good luck,” Becky said as she turned and walked down the hall to her office.

  Cassie walked into James’s office and had a seat in the chair in front of his desk. She was relieved to not have to go through the formal interview panel and for human resources not to be there. This will hopefully be just like one of their many other meetings, except she’ll be selling her capabilities and her vision of the City more.

  As Cassie waited at his desk, she recalled the last time she was in his office. Their intense fuck session left her exhausted and weak in the knees. She was so wet afterwards; she had to use four tissues to clean her sex from her thighs before she left. She blushed as she walked past his secretary, certain she heard the desk creaking across the floor with his powerful thrusts. Cassie wondered if he still had her panties in his desk drawer, but she was too afraid to look. There’s no way she would be caught snooping through his desk drawers, but the thought gave her an idea nonetheless.

  She glanced towards the door to make sure it was still shut and then stood from her chair. She quickly hiked her knee-length skirt up and pulled her panties off. She wore a black, lacy thong that matched her bra in case he wanted to use his office fuck toy today after her interview. She slid her petite panties into the manila folder that contained copies of her résumé and cover letter. She thought it’d serve as a good icebreaker for some of the questions she had for him.

  Cassie was curious how James would receive the ‘rules’ she discussed with her husband. Everything was so ambiguous, in the moment, and lust-driven before. They were just acting on instinct alone. The opportunity was there, the desires were there, but their new relationship lacked proper boundaries. If Cassie’s marriage was going to survive the crazy road they decided to go down, she’d have to get her shit together. She still hadn’t told Keith about what really happened with Anthony when he was out of town and harbored some guilt about it. She’d find a time, no, she’d make a time to tell him sooner than later. But right now, she just needed to land this promotion.

  Cassie looked down at the folder in her lap and started having second thoughts about handing her panties over to her boss during a job interview. Keith gave her the green light to do what ever she wanted with James as long as she told James that her husband was going to be more involved in their sexual encounters moving forward. That, and Cassie had to tell Keith all of the juicy details about what James did to her when she got home.

  She had just decided to put her panties back on and not risk getting shit-canned when the door flew open and James burst into the room.

  “Sorry I’m late, my hot tub came today and the fucking crane operator’s helper was sick. I had to help guide him to place the hot tub where I wanted it, since he couldn’t see my roof from the street,” James said a little frazzled by the inconvenience.

  Cassie gripped her folder and looked down to make sure her panties were not hanging out of it anywhere. “That sucks, did everything go okay?” James had an athletic build, but it was cultivated in the gym, not from hard work. She could imagine his frustration in trying to direct a heavy equipment operator.

  “Yeah, my arms don’t speak crane operator, so it was a little difficult directing him where to go with hand signals at first. I thought I was going to screw up and have him smash my bar for a little while. We finally got our signals straightened out and the hot tub where it needed to be after a bit though. So, how have you been? It’s been a few days since we’ve talked,” James changed the subject.

  “I’ve been good, just busy working on getting things lined up for the First Street project and chasing kids in the evenings,” Cassie was obliged for his small talk to break the ice.

  James eyed Cassie in her peep toe heels, form-fitting black skirt, and pink button-down shirt, with two too many buttons fastened. Her hair was in a bun with one small curl that draped down the side of her face. She had on more makeup than usual and her bright red lips contrasted her ivory skin in a way that pleased him immensely. Her eyes sparkled like sapphires in the sunlight that crept in through the window. The same window where Keith watched them fuck from inside of his truck a few days earlier.

  “How’s the project coming? James questioned as he continued staring a hole through Cassie’s clothing.

  “It’s moving as fast as city government can. I’ve got the bid sheets together and we’re advertising for bids now. I mailed packets to some of the contractors we like, so hopefully they’ll submit a competitive bid and we don’t have to deal with any of the scum-bags,” Cassie replied, noticing how James’s eyes drifted up and down her body.

  “Why don’t you undo another button on your blouse? I want to see how it looks,” James shifted the conversation again. This time in a direction that took Cassie off guard.

  “What?” Cassie questioned, but instinctively reached for the top button of her shirt and undid it. When her boss told her to do something, she typically jumped into action and thought about it later.

  “That’s better, less formal. You looked so professional, I was almost getting nervous,” James laughed.

  “Oh,” Cassie gave a forced chuckle, but started feeling heat between her legs from his directness.

  “How about one more button?” James pushed further.

  “Uh, okay,” Cassie again followed orders and reached to the next button down to undo it.

  “Perfect,” James said. Now when she moved, the slightest bit of cleavage could be seen if someone was at the right angle. It was still passable as professional attire, but much sexier than just the top button undone. The look exuded confidence and James liked a confident woman.

  “I guess you know, this interview is largely a formality?” James asked.

  “Well, no. I guess I didn’t know that,” Cassie furrowed her eyebrows a little, not knowing exactly where he was going with this.

  “Yeah, we need fresh blood in this position. We need new ideas, someone with some drive and the willingness to do things besides the status quo. We need someone to come in and bust some balls and motivate the people just skating by.”

  “Oh, well I think I can…” Cassie started to try to sell her abilities, thinking maybe they were going to try to recruit harder to find someone from outside the City after rejecting every applicant from within the City.

  James cut her off, “Cassie, I think you’re the right person for the job. The other two applicants were interviewed out of courtesy because of their years of service with the City. I know they just wanted more money and hoped to coast the rest of the way to retirement. I think you have it in you to help lead the city to bigger and better things.”

  “Really? Thank you! I won’t let you down; I have a lot of ideas to help enhance River Bluffs. I think we can really turn the downtown around and bring in new businesses,” Cassie said trying to rein in her excitement.

  “So, I take it that you accept the position then?” James asked, trying to appear somewhat professional as he admired her delicate collarbones.

  “Yes, certainly. Thank you!” Cassie noticed how he was looking at her.
She hoped this job offer was about her work abilities and not about her fucking abilities. She was sure it was, but now that she was Assistant City Manager, there would be a lot more opportunities for fucking in their future.

  “I’ll have HR draft the offer letter with the details on the salary and stuff then. I think this will be about a 50% raise for you,” James said. “There will also be a little more travel with this job. Will that work for you?”

  “Yes, it shouldn’t be a problem,” Cassie replied.

  “Most of it will be with me,” James smirked as he eyed her.

  “That should be fun,” Cassie smirked back.

  “I hope our little agreement is still good,” James said confidently.

  “About that,” Cassie said uneasily. “I spoke with my husband about us the other night and he has a few things he needs from our arrangement too.”

  “Oh, what is that?” James asked curiously. They’d have to be some fucking off-the-wall needs for James to say no. He’d only had Cassie a couple times, but already felt himself getting addicted to her. He was confident he could steal her and have her for his own, if he wanted. Beautiful, smart, driven, great sense of humor, and outstanding fuck, she was quite a prize, that’s for sure.

  “Well, he wants to be more involved in our encounters,” Cassie said hesitantly, not sure how he’d take it.

  “How so?” James asked cautiously.

  “Um, well, he wants to watch us fuck in front of him. And, and maybe join in,” Cassie continued.

  “He doesn’t want to join in on me does he?” James asked, that would be his only deal breaker.

  “Hahaha, no, of course not,” Cassie laughed. “I assure you, my husband is as straight as an arrow. I think he just wants to feel me while I’m being pleased by another man. Maybe have me blow him while I’m being fucked, that kind of stuff.”

  “Thank God,” James sighed. “I’m pretty open sexually, but I draw the line at diddling with another dude.”

  Cassie laughed again. “I’m sure that’s Keith’s line too. We also need to be discreet, we don’t want our friends or family finding out about our sexual intricacies.”

  “Yeah, well City Council doesn’t need to find out about mine,” James replied, so discretion was a given.

  “Agreed,” Cassie replied.

  “I must say, I love how you are dressed today. You usually don’t wear this much make-up, do you?” James questioned.

  “No, I put on a little more than I normally wear,” Cassie replied.

  “Well, you don’t need it, but you look stunning. With your shirt collar opened up like it is now and your hair up like that, you’re every man’s naughty librarian fantasy. Throw on a pair of glasses and I may melt into a puddle right here,” James confessed.

  “I have some reading glasses at my desk if you need that fantasy to come true,” Cassie replied. Her boss’s advances were not going unnoticed and she was beginning to get a bit damp between her legs.

  “Every now and then when you lean forward, I can see the edge of your bra. Do your panties match?” James asked, escalating the situation.

  Cassie didn’t say a word and handed him the folder in her lap.

  James looked a little confused when she handed him the folder. He looked down at it and then back up at her. He opened it as he was looking at her and then looked back down. “Indeed, they do,” he said as calmly as he could. As direct as James was with women, he’d never had one be as direct back as Cassie, while still submitting to his desires.

  Cassie just looked back into his azure eyes and gave him a mischievous half smile.

  “Why don’t you come over here and sit on my lap,” James directed.

  Cassie didn’t hesitate and stood and walked to her boss. Her heels clicked with each tantalizing step, before she turned and placed her sculpted ass in his lap. She could feel his erect cock bulging through is pants and she yearned to feel his girth inside of her again.

  James ran one hand from her knee to the mid-point of her thigh, hiking her skirt up ever-so slightly. He slid his other hand up her slim waist, along her ribs and rested it just below her supple breast.

  Cassie reacted to his touch by spreading her legs slightly and arching her head back and resting it against James’s. She placed her hands on his knees and ran them back along his thighs, admiring the strength of his muscular quads. How lucky was she to be so heavily desired by two studs. One her soul mate who would do anything for her and the other a hard-charging, fuck machine.

  James now moved both of his hands up Cassie’s waist and cupped her breasts with his hands through her shirt. She arced her back further and kissed him below his ear while running her hands down to her knees and then back up her velvety thighs. The sensations of his touch verberated through her body and culminated at her womanhood.

  James kissed her neck softly and then moved one hand back to her inner thigh and slowly glided it up to the cusp of her pussy. He could feel her wetness before he got there and knew her pussy was as good as his.

  “Fuck, it’s five o’clock. I have to go,” Cassie exclaimed.

  “What?” James said, confused by her abrupt outburst.

  “I have to go pick up my kids,” she confirmed. “They’re across town and I get charged $5 for every minute I’m late.” Cassie kissed him on the cheek and then bolted for the door, leaving her panties behind once again.

  Chapter 15:

  On Course

  “Thanks for inviting me to go golfing with you,” Cassie said. “I’d be bored out of my mind in the hotel room, if you hadn’t.”

  “No problem,” James confirmed. “Thanks for clearing your schedule so you could make the conference with me.” This urban development conference usually had some good speakers and case studies on successful projects. James thought it would be good for his new Assistant City Manager to attend.

  The conference had a weird schedule, where there was an opening reception the day before the conference, but most of the official first day was booked for board meetings that didn’t apply to James or Cassie. Thus, they had the majority of a day to fill with something. Cassie wasn’t a golfer, but she loved the outdoors and liked to drink, so she jumped at the chance to ride along with James.

  They’d planned on going golfing beforehand, so Keith wanted to pick out something for his wife to wear on her ‘date’ with her boss. He picked a white, short-sleeved dress made of thin linen that stopped midway down her thighs. It was collared and had buttons that ran midway down her chest. She left it unbuttoned to the level where James liked it.

  James’s stares didn’t go unnoticed and Keith would be happy with how much she was being admired in the dress he picked out. Cassie took ample opportunity to sexually tease her boss as they made their way through the course.

  “These gin and tonics have quite the punch to them,” Cassie said, deep into her second one for the day.

  “Yeah, they’re definitely adding a few strokes to my game,” James admitted.

  Cassie giggled at the innuendo, “Yeah, alcohol can add a few strokes to most men’s games as long as their club can stay straight.”

  James shook his head and smiled at her attempt at humor. He was having a good time on the course, but was really looking forward to that evening after dinner. They booked separate rooms, but they were adjacent to each other and had a door that joined the two from inside. It was a perfect opportunity for some discrete after hours play during the conference.

  Cassie watched from the cart, sipping on her gin, as James made his way to tee off. She liked watching the muscles in his calves work as he walked away from her, but not as much as she liked watching his ass through those thin khaki shorts. She knew he had a strong grip from when he held her by the hips and pistoned her pussy with his stiff cock, but never noticed the individual muscles in his forearms before. His forearms flexed hard as he gripped his golf club right before hitting the ball.

  She admired how his back tapered to a pleasing ‘V’ towards his wais
t and how his biceps strained against the elastic of his short shirt sleeves. He dressed a lot trendier than her husband and she felt a little different sitting at his side when her husband was usually dressed much more rugged.

  “Fuck! In the rough.”

  “Again,” Cassie didn’t need to add, but she did before laughing out loud.

  “I usually play better than this,” James insisted as he walked back to the cart.

  “Do I make you nervous?”

  “No, but you are damn distracting in that dress,” he admitted.

  “Should I take it off?” Cassie naughtily asked.

  James looked around, half interested in the proposition. “There’re too many people around, or I’d say go for it. You’d probably get us kicked off of the course.” James plopped down in the cart next to her and placed his hand on her knee.