by Mj Fields
“I know but you’re acting like it right now…”
“Fuck you! I’m outta here.” I turned to walk towards the door.
“Hang on. Take this. Your first act as a business man is to be a boss. We’ll start easy. Here’s your first employee. Your assistant. She’ll be working nights with you.”
I took the folder. “An assistant at night?”
“Your mother hired her. Said when you’ve finished up with me then you should meet up with her and go over plans. Apparently she knows social media…”
“I know social media Abe.”
“Well you’re not looking for a party or a hook up. She can help you with the business end.”
I took the folder and walked out of his office and forced myself not to slam the door.
“Goodnight Mr. Steel. See you tomorrow Mr. Steel. Have a good evening Mr. Steel!” As much as I wanted to bang some of those chicks what I really wanted to say right now was ‘go fuck yourselves.’
I walked out of the office and past the waiting car.
“Mr. Steel?”
I waved him off. “All set.”
I took off the jacket and threw it over my shoulder. I would fucking walk home.
I pulled my ringing phone out of my pocket. “Good evening Angel.”
“Where are you at Steel?”
“Just heading home.”
“Hmm. Can I race you there?”
“You need something from me?”
“An orgasm, maybe two. You up for it?”
“Let me think about it.”
“Think about it?” She laughed.
“Had a bad day. I was heading out.”
“How ‘bout you meet me? I’ll get that head on straight.”
“You gonna swallow?”
“That’ll be a surprise.”
“Don’t disappoint or this thing is done.” I laughed.
“This thing?”
“Yep, no fun, I’m done.”
“Good. Ten minutes.”
I looked behind me and the car was a safe distance behind me. “Sounds good.”
I waved to the driver and he sped up. I opened the door and jumped in. “Home James.”
~
I walked into Cyrus’s house and heard the shower running. I kicked off the damn leather loafers and saw a skirt on the floor. “Nice.”
I followed the trail of clothing that led to the bathroom and opened the door.
Angel peeked out and smiled, “Oh hey. Looks like I win.”
I loosened my tie and pulled it over my head, unbuttoned my shirt, and tossed it. “You still looking?” She smiled and nodded. “Don’t look away Angel.”
I unbuttoned and dropped my pants.
“That is one beautiful cock.”
I looked down and wrapped my hand around my dick and stroked it. “This thing?”
She nodded and stepped out of the shower and wrapped her hair in a towel.
“For ten minutes, I’ve been thinking about your hot mouth wrapped around this.” I stroked it again.
“For fifteen I’ve been rubbing my clit thinking of the same damn thing.”
She walked over and knelt down. She grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her lips. She stuck her tongue through the ring on my tip and tugged a bit.
“My phone,” she said between licks up the underside of me.
“What?” I asked as I pulled her hair away from her face so I could get a better look.
“I want a picture of my mouth rapped around your beautiful cock.”
“As interesting as it sounds I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“I’ll finish.”
“You will regardless.” I pushed into her hungry mouth and she moaned.
“Please?” She asked as she sucked on my balls.
“No face shot.”
“Well not of you.” She smiled as she rubbed her tongue up me again.
~
Angel Danoza was a girl I’d hung out with for a couple weeks now. We met at a bar, yeah I know, she and I got to talking about family. Again I know, weird huh? She came from new money too. So she understood the fact that I hated having to think before I acted on sexual desire or need.
No strings, no bullshit, just sex, and that’s just the way we both liked it. She didn’t spend the night and we were not monogamous. Well we wouldn’t be as soon as I found something else of interest.
I didn’t understand my brothers. Why the hell would you want to go and ruin a perfect hook up with a relationship? I had no desire to get blankets pulled off me in the middle of the night. I don’t want to think about planning my life around someone other than myself and my family. If I wanna sleep until noon, I don’t want anyone to tell me I should be up doing something else. If I wanted to take off for the weekend I can. I had no one to tell me what to do and when to do it.
Angel sucked me off, I fucked her and gave her three screaming orgasms and then she was out the door. Fucking perfect.
I got out of the shower and threw on some shorts. I went to the fridge and grabbed some grilled chicken that may or may not be on its last leg and threw it in the microwave. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and looked down at the file Abe had handed me.
Personal assistant. Taelyn Patrick. Cute name, I thought as I opened the file and took a drink.
“What the fuck!” I nearly choked when I saw the picture.
I grabbed my phone and dialed Momma Joe.
She answered after three rings. “Xavier is everything alright?”
“No.”
“Its late here son.”
“It’s five in the morning there Momma.”
“You sound upset.”
“Yeah. Call and cancel this assistant. I don’t need one.”
“You do. This is a not up for discussion.”
“You hired Shawn White’s twin sister Momma!”
“She is qualified Xavier.”
“She’s something that’s for sure.” I looked at the picture of the curly auburn haired girl with glasses and I swear she had braces or buck teeth she was covering with those large lips. She had freckles across her nose and she appeared to have the personality of a fucking rock. “How the hell do you expect me to work with Shawn White?”
“Her name is Taelyn.”
“How the hell old is she? She looks like she’s just hit puberty and it hit her back not all that damn graciously either.”
“She will make a perfect assistant for you. You aren’t supposed to be attracted to her.”
“You picked her on purpose. What the hell Momma?”
“Xavier. I’m going to bed. If when you and Abraham meet her she seems unqualified then we talk about it, until then I am going back to bed. Good night son I love you.”
And she hung up.
You have got to be kidding me.
I spent my weekend the way I liked. I found another piece of ass that interested me on Saturday night at the club and fucked her in the bathroom. Angel came back on Sunday night and I gave her a mouthful and after she begged me to eat her pussy decided fair was fair. I licked her clit and gave her some fake chow action. She fucking loved it.
~
The phone rang and I woke up and grabbed it off the nightstand. Son of a bitch, I was late. I pushed decline on Abe’s call and jumped out of bed. I grabbed a two minute shower and threw on yet another suit and jetted out the door.
James, the driver, must have gotten sick of waiting for my ass because he wasn’t there. I went back in and grabbed the keys to the Jeep and headed to the office.
~
“Good morning Mr. Steel. Have a great day Mr. Steel.”
Fuck off! I screamed in my head.
I got off the elevator and headed into Abe’s office. I felt like I was walking into the damn principal’s office, again.
“Nice you
can make it.” Was all he said.
“Sorry. My alarm didn’t go off.”
“That’s fine. Your assistant is here…”
“I thought she was working evenings?” I threw the folder on the desk.
“Paperwork. You can also take her out to lunch, get to know her…”
“This is so fucked up. I don’t need a damn personal assistant Abe.”
“We all do. They keep shit straight.”
His intercom buzzed. “Yes Teresa.”
“Mr. O’Donnell, Miss Patrick has finished her tour.”
“Thanks give us a minute then send her in.”
“Shawn White,” I murmured.
“What?” Abe chuckled.
“She looks like Shawn White.”
“The Olympic snowboarder?”
“Yeah that one. Okay looking dude but he would make a hideous woman.”
The door opened and Abe quickly closed the file and stood. I couldn’t even turn around.
“Xavier,” he whispered and glared at me.
“She got a snow board?” I whispered back.
“Miss Patrick, thank you for coming in. Have a seat.”
“Thank you Mr. O’Donnell.”
Well, she didn’t sound like a dude. I forced myself to turn around and when I did she had her back to me.
She was about five foot nine in those heels. She wore a skirt that hit above her knees and black stockings. Her hips were narrow and she was on the thin side. Her ass bubbled out a bit; not bad. Her hair was a dark auburn and up in some sort of twist. Her skin was pretty pale. She didn’t look bad at all from behind. She sat down in the chair across from Abe and I decided I may as well get this show on the road.
I walked around the table and sat, careful not to look up. “Thanks for coming in today Miss Patrick.”
“Thank you for the opportunity Mr. Steel.”
“Xavier,” I looked up at her. I immediately started laughing. Abe kicked me under the table, pretty damn hard too. “What the fuck Abe?”
“Sorry Miss Patrick,” Abe rolled his eyes. “Mr. Steel--.”
“Can speak for himself.”
“Oh. Of course, okay.” She looked down.
Damn, she was beautiful. Green eyes, her full lips shaped like a heart, my cock was chubbing up.
“Miss Patrick. You can call me Xavier.”
She looked up and smiled nervously. “Okay.”
“Do you by any chance have ID on you?”
“Of course I do,” she reached in her black purse and Abe kicked me again.
“Okay, cause you don’t look the same in your photo. Not at all. So I’m wondering if this is really you.”
She looked up at the picture and nodded as she tried not to smile. “It is.”
“How is that even humanly--?” Abe kicked me again. “Abe, one more time and I swear--.”
“My boyfriend put it up. It’s from junior high. I apologize. I was applying for waitress jobs. Not this one.” Her face was now pink.
“So you’re not interested in this job?”
“If I wasn’t I wouldn’t be here.” She looked up at me.
“So your boyfriend has no problem with you working nights and weekends?”
“He’s a student at Harvard Medical. Mrs. Steel said it would be alright to have every other weekend off.”
Harvard medical. Probably some pussy.
“So how long will you be able to be with us at Steel Miss Patrick?”
“Until June. I graduate at the end of May.”
“Will work interfere with your schooling?”
“No Mr. Steel, I have two full days of classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”
“The rest of the week?”
Abe kicked me again. Fucker. And she noticed the glare I tossed at him.
“I only ask because if I have to be here she could switch those evenings to days, that way…”
“Let’s stick to the task at hand here.”
Oh I wanted to punch him right in his preppy little nose.
“Taelyn. Let’s me and you head out. Check out a few places and then grab some lunch.”
“Miss Patrick, could you wait outside for just a moment please,” Abe stood.
After she left I looked at Abe. “My show man.”
“With strings Xavier.”
“I could always sell my shares of Steel.”
“You wouldn’t do that to your family X.”
“Maybe I would. I’m going to do this alone.”
“For fuck sake, take some guidance. It won’t kill you. No one here wants you to fail Xavier.”
“I want to do it alone.”
“Fine. You tell your mother.”
“No I’m good thanks. Abe, she has a boyfriend man, a Harvard boy…”
“It doesn’t make it a challenge Xavier.”
“I’m not gonna fuck her. I’m just gonna show her pretentious ass how the other half lives.” I winked and walked out before he could say a word.
Chapter 4
Mr. Steel
“Come on; let’s go check out a few places.” He smiled as he hit the first floor button in the elevator.
I stood in the corner feeling very out of my element. I looked over at him and a smirk played on his lips. I immediately felt uncomfortable and out of place.
“So,” he was still smirking when he opened the folder in his hands. “We have a few places to check out.”
“By places you mean?”
“We need an office, something that can eventually be expanded. You know a place for a recording studio and meetings, things like that.”
“I’m sorry, like I said, I have no idea what this job entails so could you be a little more specific?”
“Right.” He cleared his throat and nodded. “I’m going to start a production company. I want to find undiscovered talent and help make them into the next big thing.”
“And your background?”
He looked at me and his eyebrow slowly lifted. His little smirk gave way to almost a frown. “I’m really not sure what you’re asking.” I had offended him. Good going Taelyn.
“Did you go to school for music, or business, or…” I looked back at him and stopped talking.
He leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms in front of him and looked at me without saying a word. The way he looked at me made me want to look away, say I was sorry, hide, anything but stand there and look at him looking at me and wondering what the hell he was thinking.
“I’m really unsure why my background matters. I know music; I know talent when I hear it.”
“So you didn’t go to college for…”
“No.”
The elevator stopped and he straightened and waved his hand to the door showing me the exit. One that I gladly took. I stopped and waited for him to step off and he ran into the back of me. I nearly fell over and would have if he didn’t grab my waist from behind to stop my fall.
“Sorry,” we both said at the same time.
I looked back at him over my shoulder, uncertain why he was still holding me. The look in his eyes, they were darker than before.
“You alright?” He asked as he released me and stepped back.
“Yes. Thank you.”
“I’ll meet you up front.” His voice was gruff and he seemed annoyed as he walked quickly to the men’s room.
I walked up to the reception area of Steel Incorporated and stood in the corner so I wasn’t in anyone’s way. I kept my focus straight ahead at the four story glass wall.
I overheard the receptionists whispering.
‘How did she get this job?’
‘She must be one of his conquests’, another giggled.
‘The last single Steel. What a shame.’
‘Only one of the others is married. Cyrus and Zandor are still technically availabl
e,’ another whispered.
‘Not really.’
‘If I don’t see a ring it’s still available,’ one giggled.
‘All four of those boy’s eyes ooze sex. Xavier is the only one who doesn’t have those dark Italian eyes. Apparently they’re his father’s. Sexy as hell.’
‘I think I could get off just kneeling in front of him, sucking his dick as long as he was looking at me with those damn blue green eyes.’
‘How about a Xavier and Zandor sandwich? Can you imagine one in the back door and one in the front?’
‘This conversation needs to stop. I swear my panties are getting wet just thinking about them.’
‘I learned to wear a pad by the end of my first week. Jase Steel and Abe O’Donnell were my first fantasy. Could you imagine that?’
And then one moaned, she moaned! ‘Cyrus. I bet he’s an animal.’
And I thought living with three brothers was bad. Women are pigs. What the hell? I laughed to myself.
“You ready?” His hand pressed against my lower back and I jumped. I looked back at him and that smirk was back, “You okay?”
“Yes, I was just…”
“Let’s go.” He pushed me gently to the doors.
“Have a good day Mr. Steel.”
“See you tomorrow Mr. Steel.”
I glanced back to see how he responded and he winked at them, and then as he turned he rolled his eyes ever so slightly.
My face was on fire and I made sure to stay two steps ahead of him so he wouldn’t see. I wonder if he heard them? I wonder if he knew I had heard them? I wonder how long he had been standing behind me listening to me listen to them? Oh my good god, this was incredibly embarrassing.
He stepped in front of me and opened the door to the black town car. “Ladies first.”
I swear I heard humor in his voice and I looked back at him to see if I was correct. His eyebrow raised again. “That means you Miss Patrick. Start with your left foot and then your…”
“Thanks,” I grumbled as I bent to get in.
I didn’t know what the hell was going on. I wasn’t sure if he actually growled from behind me or if I was just worked up from what I had just heard those women say.
Get your shit together Patrick! I scolded myself as I straightened my skirt and sat waiting for Xavier Steel to get in the car. He slammed the door and took his suit coat off, draped it over his arm, and walked to the front of the car.
