He has what I like to call a mega desk. It’s one massive desk in front and a smaller one, which sits behind him. He has both a desktop computer as well as a laptop that he works from. It’s daunting looking at the setup he has in this room. There is even a giant conference table located off to one side, and a couch and bar on the other.
“Did you need something?” He asks.
“No. My schedule for meetings today is light. I am glad I arranged it that way, especially after dealing with the dinner a few days ago and that arrogant asshole,” I tell him.
While Prince and I are close, we don’t usually talk about personal things. It is one of those things that I am not sure why. Marquise and I on the other hand usually do, but Princeton is a bit of an enigma. Deciding maybe it’s not the time to start opening up now, I remove myself from the chair and leave his office for the solitude of mine.
Getting to my office, I bypass my assistant Laurie without speaking to her. I really can't stand her, and after the way she behaved at the dinner last night, I have nothing to say to her. The arrangement we have seems to be exactly what she wants. She is very content with not doing any work for me, while I am thankful, I do not have to give her much to do.
After I finally get through the workday, I find myself back at the restaurant hoping that this time will be different than the last few times I have been back. To my satisfaction, Frannie is working. Deciding to handle things differently, I request to sit in a different section where I can watch her as she works. She is fucking beautiful and absolutely graceful in the way she moves from table to table to give her customers her complete attention. I hate it.
When the restaurant starts to thin out, I decide to make my way over and pay my bill. Leaving and going out to my car, I sit and wait for her to leave the restaurant. When she finally comes out, I am surprised to see her starting to head down the street and keep going. Of course, now I have to follow behind her, discreetly, to make sure nothing happens to my precious woman. After twenty minutes of walking, she stops at a building, uses her key, and goes inside.
Without thinking of what I am doing or what I will say, I get out of the car and follow her movements up the stairs. She has already unlocked her apartment and gone inside, so I do not have to wait a few minutes before banging on the door. She opens it and her eyes widen in surprise.
“You?” She questions.
“Hello, Frannie.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Trying to find you.”
“Why would you need to find me?”
“I would like to ask you out,” I tell her.
“I don’t date men who are already involved with someone.”
“I am not with anyone,” I reply.
“What about the girl with the dressing on the side?” She questions bitterly.
“She’s my assistant, not my girlfriend.”
“Oh.”
“Will you step out here and talk to me?” I ask. She does and closes the door behind her.
“What did you want to talk about?”
“I would like to talk about taking you out tomorrow night.”
“What gives you the idea that I would go out with you when I don’t even know who you are or anything about you.”
“Oh, you will. I can guarantee that you will know everything about me,” I respond smugly before kissing her lips.
She moans and opens her mouth to let me continue kissing her. This time when I run my fingers up her thighs, she doesn’t stop me. Her little work skirt is sexy as hell and offers very easy access for what I am trying to reach. I find her panties and slide them off to the side. Using my much larger body, I block her from the view of anyone else being able to get a glimpse of what is mine. Moving my fingers down through her slit, I find she is already wet for me. She bites down lightly on her lip when I find her clit. With my thumb on her clit, I gently slide two fingers inside her tight cunt.
“Oh fuck,” she whispers. I take her lips again. Her sounds of pleasure are only for me.
I feel her pussy fluttering around my fingers as her nails dig into my shoulders. She moans in my mouth as her body comes from the release I am fueling in her body. I start to pull away from her, but not before raising and tasting her juices on my fingers in my mouth. I groan. Fuck. She tastes like heaven.