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I think about how to respond. I thought the handbook covered this but then again, the assistant position is new as I’ve only recently decided to add it after realizing how much paperwork was being neglected amongst other things.
My initial thoughts go immediately to how hot she’d look in a tight dress and heels. Or maybe a pencil skirt. If she can pull off a T-shirt and jeans, she can pull off anything. My cock stirs at the thought of her wearing anything at all. Because it’s not what clothes she puts on that make her attractive. It’s justher.I’m ripped from my daydream when my phone buzzes again in my hand.
Never mind. I’ll figure something out.
She sends before I can produce a response. Now I feel like a dick for not answering.
I can’t seem to stay focused, rereading her texts and wondering how to reply. But all I can think about are her eyes, the way they looked at me, lost but intriguing. The way she touched her arms, like she felt so out of place. And how her skin felt when I grabbed her wrist. Again, my phone buzzes before I can get a chance to answer her question.
I’ll just wear my birthday suit.
What the fuck?I double check to make sure it’s the same number, and it is. Did she really just say that?
And now, my phone is ringing. Sterling is calling. I almost don’t answer, but at this point I’m curious to hear what else she could possibly have to say.
“Hello?” I try to choke down my surprised tone.
“Oh my God. I’m so, so sorry. I did not send you that last message! I’m babysitting, and Sara, she got into my phone because she saw that I was texting someone and she thought maybe it was someone I met, like a boyfriend, and she told me that she sent the message because I need to flirt more often, because I don’t flirt very often and I just, I’m just so, so, so, so, so sorry. It won’t happen again.” She sounds panicked, quick with her words in hopes of fixing what just happened. I almost laugh, because it’s cute how flustered she sounds as she tries to catch her breath.
“WHATEVER, STERLING! YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME!” I hear a small voice yell from the background.
“SARALEE, SHUT UP!” I hear her whisper-yell under a muffled tone.
“Callan, I mean, Mr. David. I’m so, so sorry.” I hear her breathe into the phone, and I should be annoyed. But I’m not. I’m entertained, and honestly, turned on.
“Sterling,” I say into the phone, calm and smooth.
“Yes, sir,” she responds, and the sound of her voice mixed with the wordsyes, sirmakes a certain body part of mine jump.Jesus. She just caught me off guard. I feel a tingle in my cock and immediately sit up from the couch to try to ease the hardness.
“Nice jeans and a blouse will work for now. We can talk more about dress code on Monday,” I keep my voice as controlled as possible. In reality, I’m anything but controlled right now.
Silence falls over the other line.
“Miss Cooper.”
“Yes. Jeans and a blouse. Got it,” she replies.
I’m interrupted by another text coming through.
It’s from Stephanie. She’s one of the many women I’ve fucked around with. Someone who met me at a business event or something, I honestly don’t even remember. She, like all the others, was desperate for my attention. Wanted to go straight to sucking my dick and didn’t care if I gave anything back. It’s the lifestyle. Women like Stephanie, and Trish, and Salem, and Paula, they all just want to be a part of the show: money, power, and sex. It gave them relevance. I don’t do relationships. And most of them are okay with it, others try to have more, none have prevailed. It’s a game for them, and I’m just a player. The funny thing about most games though, is that the player always has control.
Hey sexy, are you free tonight?
I’m immediately grossed out by the text. Normally, I’d respond with,be here in ten. Then she’d say,on my way. I’m a man, and I have needs, and as long as there are no strings attached, I’m all for it. But lately, this game I’ve been playing feels immature and tiring.
“Hello?” I hear over the speaker.Shit.I almost forgot I have Sterling on the phone.
I guess now’s as good of a time as any to ask her about the auction gala.
“Miss Cooper, I’m in need of a plus one at a particularly important event we have coming up. As my assistant, I thought it would be best for you to join me. It’s this coming weekend, Saturday night. If you already have something planned, I’d like you to clear your schedule to attend.”
“Of course, I’ll be there,” she responds in what I can tell is her best rehearsed professional tone. I hear her breathing through the speaker, and it sends a shock to my dick. God, to hear her breathing like that in my ear while I thrust into her.Fuck, Callan, you really need to get laid.
“And before you ask, we can find something for you to wear. It is a very high-end business gala, and the dress code is strict. We can talk more on Monday.”
“Thank you, Mr. David. So sorry again about the birthday suit, or ya know, the text message. I hope you have a good night,” she tells me before hanging up the phone frantically.
I can’t help but feel unsatisfied. It takes me by surprise to find that my dick is still throbbing, and I think maybe I can take care of it myself. I’ll be damned if I let any woman have that kind of hold on me.
