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Kate and I Ch. 01

By: sramir2



1. Time to get up, I say to myself, as I rollover on my queen-size bed alone, and look at the clock, I guess it's time to get ready. As I do my normal wake up routine, do my business in the bathroom, followed by a shave, then by a shower. 10 minutes later i get out and dry off. I decide and layout my clothes for the day, a black and blue pinstripe suit, with a dark navy shirt, and a black and blue pinstripe tie. I dress then head downstairs, turn on the TV, as usual ESPN, to see what has happen in the sports world, especially in the college ranks. Grab a glass of orange juice and some cinnamon toast for breakfast as I relax for a few minutes before I head off to work.

I jump in my 2003 Kia Optima pull out the garage and I head off to work. The drive in downtown is horrible, Los Angeles traffic just seems to get worse every year it seems, I think as I finally make it to work. I pull into the parking garage at Apex International make the way through the garage until I pull up to my reserved parking place, Vice President of Marketing, Aden Jones.(Some people might be wondering, why a Vice President of a prominent, internationally renown company would be driving a 10 year old car, to put it simply it was my first major purchase that I made when I got hired here, and also I'm a minimalist and a little nostalgic).

As I walk up towards the security desk I show my ID to the guard, Nicholas, "Good morning, Mr. Jones," he say politely.

"Morning, Nicholas, how are the kids?"

"Annoying, but lovely as usual."

We chuckle, and I move on and start heading towards the elevator. People are courteous and polite. As I'm standing around waiting for the elevator, a gorgeous blond walks up and stands right next to me, "Good morning," I say being polite.

She looks at me and gives me the once over, don't know what she's looking at, I'm 32 years old 6'3" 220 lbs., very fit. I played some football when I was in high school, I only started 3 years at quarterback, won 2 state championships,. Then went to college played at UCLA and only started for 2 years, won a heisman, NCAA championship that same year, that was the first year. The second year I blew out my knee, torn PCL, MCL, ACL, broke my kneecap, and sprained my ankle (took an arrow to the knee) followed by health issues, because the doctor severely screwed up. Then she gives me a seductive smile and says, "Aren't you Mr. Jones?"

I nod and say, "Yes, I am, and you are?" Still trying to be polite.

"I'm Shanie, I work under you on the 23rd floor," she says as she extends her manicured right hand.

"Hello, Shanie, a pleasure to meet you," as I shake her hand, and give her the once over too. She's wearing a tight black blouse, with four buttons undone showing off an impressive amount of cleavage, half her shirt is undone, she is close to be spilling out of her blouse, and if you look hard enough (actually you really don't have to look that hard) you can see a lacy light blue bra, also with a tight black high-rise skirt, several inches above her knee. Smooth long legs that lead down towards a pair of 5 inch black stilettos.

"So," she looks at me with a pair of sharp blue eyes, "I hear that you're going to be having an opening in Sales, and I was wondering if you could consider me for the opening," she looks over to me, and bends slightly at the waist giving me a look right down her blouse bursting cleavage, "I'm a very hard worker, willing to do anything for the job," she more or less whispers into my ear.

Wow, really, just wow, she thinks by fucking me that she'll get the job, I think to myself. I say to her with a nonchalant smile, while taking a step to the side, "Well, Shanie, to be honest, I haven't the foggiest idea of what you're talking about, but when a opening come around, I'll give you an opportunity to interview for the position."

She looks disappointed at me, for not giving her the job on the spot. We both head into the elevator, and throughout the whole ride she can't even look at me. The elevator finally stops at the 23rd level and she gets out. After the doors close, all I can do is chuckle and shake my head.

As I get off the elevator on my floor, the 47th, and I start to head to my office. I past the conference room, its pack as usual. Everyday I like to start off like this, just to see where everybody is at, I like to be kept updated on all things. "The Gentle Hard-Ass" is what they call me. They don't think I know, but I do, and actually kind of like it, it more or less fits. I'm a 'Hard-Ass' because I expect the best, I don't stand for laziness or half-hearted attempts. For example if an employee messes up I expect a man-size shape whole in a wall from how hard they hit it. I'm 'Gentle' because I also give the best from salaries to office space, and I will do my best to help an employee. I will run through that wall with them, but I do still expect them to do their share of the work, but I don't take credit away from anybody. Stealing somebody's credit in this business is the worst thing that could happen to a person.

As I make my way past the conference room, and head to my office, I noticed my most loyal and trusted employee, who has been with me for years, Katyln (Kate or Katie) Martinez. Kate is a gorgeous, and beautiful specimen of latin descent, from her silky-smooth black hair, just below the shoulder, hair, to her sharp stunning green, soul piercing, eyes, set behind a set of librarian black rimmed glasses. Dark cherry color lipstick, that radiates off her light olive skin. A crimson suit jacket, in front of a white blouse with two buttons undone showing tastefully appropriate cleavage, not like Shanie, but enough to realize that she is very well endowed. Her skirt is tight, but not overly, her long legs are covered in a pair of black stockings down to her 3 inch crimson pumps. She looks up from her, OCD like organized, desk and with her million dollar smile says, "Good Morning, Boss!"

"Good morning, Katie," I can't help but smile back, and think about all that we have been through together.

Kate and I Ch. 02-05



First off I would like to show my appreciation for sexnovella, who was my editor for this arc of the story. 

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She has been by my side since I first started at the company, right out of college, in the past years we have been through everything. From staff turnovers, huge contract negotiations, betrayals and everything else in between. She is the only person in the whole world that I can honestly say I trust.

It all started back when I got hired at Apex International, right out if college as junior salesman. When my boss (who does not work here, anymore, but that's a whole other chapter) hired me, he said that every employee has a tradition here. They are allowed to hire their own personal assistant, to fit their own personal needs. But I could only do the interviewing after, or in between, my training orientation and that the position needed to be filled by the end of the week.

To be honest I didn't know what to look for when hiring something like this, I thought that it would have been handled by the in house Human Resources Department. So I took advantage of this situation and decided that I was going to hire somebody that would be extraordinary. This will be filled by Tuesday, I thought to myself, who the hell wouldn't want to work for a person like me, a considerate person who could handle anybody, but I was just starting out, and be willing to grow with me.

It didn't take a lot of time for me to learn my job, pretty self-explanatory really. I was done with the training by Wednesday afternoon. Through those three days I only managed to do a couple of interviews, and nobody that I interviewed stood out. It seemed like what I was looking for didn't exist. But I wasn't disappointed, like I said I only managed to interview a few people. And Thursday I would spend the whole day interviewing potential people, and I was ecstatic about that.

What the fuck happen? Did I send for the most incompetent people in the whole fucking world or something? I was getting frustrated. For a couple of reasons, first my office feels like a freaking shoe box, and the second after I'd interviewed close to 30 people, there was one person that I could say was decent. I wouldn't call her intelligent, but at least she knew her way around an office and more or less knew what Apex did. But the whole intelligence thing was bugging the hell at of me because I don't think I could stand dealing with a 'bimbo' every day. Most of the other people who I interviewed didn't even know what Apex International even did, (Apex International does a little bit of everything from Sales and Marketing to Business growth, what they mainly handle are the contracts and contract negotiations between companies we are the 'arbitrator', a middle ground, where people and/or companies can come to fix their issues) it's hard to explain what the job entails when you don't know what the company does. Anyway I was done for the day I so decided to get ready to leave, gathered up the resumes from the people who had already interviewed and filed them away properly (trash can was full that day I feel for the janitorial crew that night). Okay I have 'Miss Bimbo' already in my back pocket, so if I don't find what I'm looking for she'll do. Hopefully tomorrow will have better set of interviews.

Friday rolled around started going through the interviews nothing special or worth noting. Lunchtime was coming around shortly and I only had a few more before I anoint Miss Bimbo my assistant. So the way I thought, if I do one more before lunch, that means I won't have to do too many more. I picked up the next one on the stack opened up the resume and started reading, Katlyn Martinez, 18 years old, just graduated from high school, damn, great grades, hmm but no college or work experience, I stopped reading, why would she even apply? Why skip college? looking at the time, It's 1127, maybe if do this quick interview I'll be done at, let's say 1200 or 1215, and back to the 'shoe box' and then call 'Miss Bimbo' and tell her she's got the job. Then be done with this horrible and thoughtless idea.

I get up from behind desk and take, what feels like, 3 steps toward my door, open it and invited her in. She was a beautiful woman, and I do mean woman, she might only be 18 on paper (games are not played on paper, but inside television sets) but she looks like 22. Even though she tried to hide her beauty, from what she was wearing, she still couldn't pull it off. She tried so hard to hide her huge breast but she couldn't, and when you're 5'10" you can't exactly hide those legs either. She looked right at me with her sharp soul piercing green eyes, held at her right hand, and with her million dollar smile, she introduced herself.

After the introductions we sat down, made fun of the 'shoe box' to break the ice, then proceed with the interview:

"So, Katlyn," I say as look at the resume to make sure I'm talking to the right person (it's happen before get ready to start the interview and start looking at the wrong resume).

"Please call me, Kate or Katie," she corrected me.

"Okay, Kate or Katie," I say with a quick smile, which then she returned, but then my smile turned into a neutral expression, "I don't want to come off harsh or rash, but why should I hire you? You don't have, even attempted to apply to a college, or any work experience? I had other interviewees that had more experience in this field of work, than you have been alive."

The she says something to even this day surprises me, "Well you should."

"Hmm, what?" Not really paying attention, but that changed.

"Well you should hire one of them if you want somebody that can barely type, hopefully gets your name right when they answer the phone, and can maybe sort your mail correctly, and do you dictation incorrectly, but that's not why I'm here," She's, more or less right, thinking to myself, as she changes her posture to give a more confident position, "Just imagine this, a personal assistant, secretary, administrative assistant, or whatever you want to call it, that you could sculpt into what you want from the ground up, and still do a better job at the other things like, typing, answer your phone, sorting the mail correctly, and doing the dictation perfectly."

"What do you mean exactly?" I was curious.

"I know that you are a new hire low-level employee just starting out at Apex International, the problem fixer organization. And also that you are a recently graduated summa cum laude from UCLA with a 3.9. You have a major in business management and a minor in business development , which means that you are not going to be in this 'shoebox' for long, and you are looking for a person assistant that would be with you as you rise through the company and up the corporate ladder. Also you are looking for the person who is as hardworking as you and loyal to you, and just you."

I was floored by what she said; I didn't expect this from her. I lean back in my chair, which is squeaking by the way, and look at this charming woman from a different view. I was expecting 'airhead just out high school' girl, not this woman. "..." I sit there for about 30 seconds not saying anything just looking at her, "first off, do I know you, and if I don't how do you know so much about me?"

Kate, still confident, just smiles "Do you think, I would walk into this interview, and not be prepared, you don't know me but I know you. Aden Jones, the Heisman winning quarterback for the UCLA Bruins, and also the NCAA championship for the year, too, a sophomore at the time. Even though the pro scouts were begging for you to leave school and enter the draft, you decided to return to school for your junior year. But during your junior companion during the first game of the season versus, of all teams, SMU you blew out you knee and you almost lost that same leg because of severe neglect by the doctors during your recovery. Then you and your lawyer filed a malpractice lawsuit against the doctor who performed the operation. And while this was happening you put all of your time into school work and graduated Summa Cum Laude, as I said before, with a major in business management, and a minor in business development. I'm going to put it out there that you are planning to work as hard as you played on the football field, right? And also how's the leg?"

I just sitting there while she more or less recites my life story(all she said is right by the way), rubbing my leg, "...it's better..., so who are you my stalker personal assistant person, or something'?" I say in a serious but sarcastic tone.

"No, but I did stay in a Holiday Inn last night," we bust out in laughter at this, "No, but seriously I'm just a huge Bruin's fan.

She looks a little red; I say to myself, she's cracking me up, what's she going to say next? I just sit there still stunned trying to figure on what she'll say next, hell or even what I say.

"Like I said I'm not looking just to fill the position. I'm looking to change it into something like a partnership or an intimate relationship," turning still red, and with a seductive smile, "without the sex if of course, but I will do anything that you need."

"I'm not..." And I wasn't.

"That came out a little strong didn't," with an innocent smile, she chuckles at me.

I chuckled back, glad that she eased the tension, "I'm intrigued in what you your proposing (to say that I was intrigued was actually an insult), but I still have a couple if questions 1. Why? 2. Why me? 3. for what purpose in the long run? 4. And how would this work, if I agree of course?"

Well great questions, to answer the first one 'why' it is in two parts really; 1. First part, why not, aren't two head better than one. Especially, when it comes to solving problems that would come up from issues in this business, I know that I don't have 'college smarts'(yet), but what I do have are 'street smarts'. We would be a great combo, I'm not saying that we would have to always agree, especially since you are the boss, and I would do everything that you say and complete it with haste and fruition."

She takes a breath and looking flushed, "And for the second part, which is a little more personal. I'm not great when it comes to crowds. Work places, like this, would be fine, because I could just throw myself into what I'm doing and forget about the people around me. But for me to stand up and make a presentation, in front of a group of total strangers, I...I couldn't do it."

"The second question, 'why you', easy you are good, if not great in front of crowds of people. Two examples, first do you remember during your Heisman and championship run, the game versus USC. When we were down by three touchdowns in the fourth quarter with 5 minutes and some change left?"

Rhetorical question really, of course I remember it was the game I lock up the Heisman, thinking to myself, as the flushed look is really starting to show now, "My mother and I were there, sitting behind the Bruins bench, sitting more or less in the first row, and I saw you, number 13 Jones, yelling at the defense during a timeout, what happen next? The next defensive play the ball was picked off and returned for a touchdown. The next time you got the ball, with something like 3:45 left, I think, left and with 90 seconds you brought them down and scored. Then with under a minute to play the guys in defense call the last time out and I saw you on the field congratulating them for a great job. Then, they went back on the field stopping the Trojans with 15 seconds left. Everybody in the stadium thought you couldn't drive 76 yards and in only 15 seconds with no time outs, but you did. And the when everybody in the stadium thought you were going to kick the ball to send it to overtime, but you forced the head coach to pull you off the field, which he didn't, and he left you stay in for a two point conversion, and you made it with a QB sweep!" Wow, just, wow is all I can think right now.

"The second example," to be honest I wanted to stop her, but I was just so amazed by her I couldn't stop her, "after you tore your leg up, by the way one of the saddles moments if my life," completely flustered even starting to squirm in her seat now "and the doctor screwed up the operation, making you not able to come back and play," which was true, by the way, thinking to myself as she continues, "and then what happen at graduation, where you, on crutches, received your two diplomas while getting a standing ovation by the crowd, then you gave your speech. This brought tears to some people's eyes. Like I said a huge fan of UCLA." She says, by her look you can tell she's hot, and uncomfortable by the way she has her hands in her lap trying to stop her from squirming in her seat, which isn't helping.

She takes a couple deep breaths as she continues, "third question, for what purpose, well the way I was thinking in 20 or 30 years down the road, if this works out. I might write a book, and start my own matchmaking company between bosses and assistants."

"Fourth question, how this work would, let's see, similar to how a boss and assistant work now. But, then we'll see how it evolves from there, we both can make suggestions, then if we agree we'll do it," she says with arousal on her face, and in her voice, and can also see her large breasts start to rise up and down rapidly, "but to be honest, we don't even have to agree, just tell me what you want and I'll do it. I would be the power behind you, never taking credit or recognition, but I would gladly do all the dirty work, while trying to keep your image clean for the employees and customers," almost dancing in her seat now, "um, Mr Jones, can I please use the bathroom and get something to drink, it's really hot in here?"

"Of course," needing a few minutes myself, "while you're in the restroom, I'll grab us something to drink."

All I can do is sit there as she leaves the office; I have a raging erection that doesn't want to go down. I wait a few minutes for 'my boy' to calm down before I head out of the office. When I do get out from my seat and around my desk, I noticed her chair that she was using, it's glistening. Thinking nothing of it I head out of the 'shoebox' and grab us some water from the cooler, and head to the office.

It took her a good 10 minutes, before she returned, I took this time to look back over and review her resume once more. I really like this idea she has, but why doesn't she go to college first, and then start this adventure. I say to myself as she renters the office. As she gets ready to sit down, she notices that the seat is still glistening, her face is red with embarrassment as she snaps her head up to see I'd I had noticed it. I don't give her the affirmation that I did or not. I just play it off as nothing had happen. The embarrassment seems to ease from her face.

"I needed that, thank you, Mr Jones," she says as she loses the embarrassment.

"No problem," I say smiling, as I glance up from her resume, "everybody needs to go at one time or another." As I return to It. Especially since you almost wetted yourself, Ms Martinez. I say to myself.

"So," as I return to my neutral expression, that I started the interview with, "let's return to it shall we, I just have a couple more questions before we wrap this interview up."

"Okay, Mr Jones, I'm an open book, anything you want to know I'll answer as truthfully as possible," she chimes in.

"Okay then, Kate," she smiles, when I say this, "why are you not in college, I don't even see an application to a university on here, and from what I see from your grades. You could have picked your choice of a college; they would have been begging you to attend. You graduated Valedictorian, and one have two, no, three glowing recommendations from two teachers and a guidance counsellor, why not try to least go?"

"I, um," seeing to lost all of her confidence that see had earlier, her beautiful green eyes weren't even looking at me now, " I can't go yet, my family needs me. My father died when I was 7, and my mother is ill, and I will not leave her. We are all we have left, and I will not let her be alone. I, I just couldn't do that to her."

"I'm sorry that I even brought it up," was all I could say.

"No problem," seems to cheer back up, "you had the right to ask."

3.

Those 'few more questions' turned into a 'few more questions' and then into 'a few more'. Every time I asked a question, she had a smart articulate answer ready, and she had an answer for everyone that I asked. By the time the interview was over it was 1645, and my boss, was expecting an answer by 1800.

"Excuse me, Kate, but my boss is expecting an answer to a question. That he asked me in the beginning of the week, and he needs an answer at the end of the day." In stand up and leave. As I leave my office, and head towards the elevator I can feel her sharp soul piercing green eyes following me.

After a long ride (my 'shoebox' is on the 3rd floor, and my boss's is on the 47th). I get out, walk past the conference room, and ask his assistant if I can see him. I waited for a few minutes.

"Go on in, Aden," his assistant says.

"Thank you, Ms Goodwin."

"Good Luck," she says with sarcasm.

"Hmm?" Not really catching what she's saying.

"Nothing, never mind," she looks away back to her computer.

"...?" I give her a puzzled look as I walk up towards the large wooden door.

I tap lightly (more like a full-fledged knock), then let myself in, the office is huge. When you first step in the office you noticed that it has two rooms, the first is the office, while the second is a mini-apartment. The office itself has this huge bookshelf that covers the whole right wall, in the corner of this wall sits a 42" flat screen TV. In the middle of the room sits his desk, real oak by the way, two chairs sit in front of this desk. And if you are in his position you can turn around to see a gorgeous view of downtown Los Angeles. The right left side if the room you see a wooden sliding door, and if it was open you could see the mini-apartment.

My boss is Mr John Spencer, the Vice President of Marketing at Apex International; he has been here for years. Some people I've heard have called him 'the Devil in a Pinstripe Suit'. I heard a rumor, but it's hard to believe and it doesn't really make any sense either, that people don't quit here that they just disappear into the basement and to never be heard from again. I really can't say because I don't know him yet. I respect his position to say at the least.

"Yes, Aden, what is it," he says dismissive, not even looking at me.

"Sir, you wanted me to inform you when I have hired my assistant, so I'm here."

"Okay," he says offhandedly, then he looks at me with a stern expression, "I expect next week for you to start pulling your weight around here and not fooling around with her okay?"

"Sir, I would never...," and I wouldn't.

"Aden, you have a dirty mind, what I mean is, let her learn in her own, if messes up fire her."

"Yes, Sir," I say, I feel like I should be saluting or something, I say to myself.

"Dismissed," he finally looks up at me.

"Sir!" I say with a little sarcasm, as I spin on my heels and march out the door.

4.

I make the large trek back downstairs to me 'shoebox', to give Kate the news. As I open the door, Kate turns her head to see who it was, and as she does her silky-smooth black hair gets on the face, and she brushes it away. As I walk into the office she gives me a smile and her green eyes lock with mine.

"Well, Katie, I have some horrible news," I say saddened, and the look on her face seems like somebody killed her cat, "Monday when you start, we will be giving you no training, and you have to learn everything in the fly," I say, as I smile.

Her face changes from dishearten to overjoyed and excitement in a spilt second, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Jones!! This will be the greatest move that you will ever make!" As she starts to jump up and down her from excitement her, conservatively covered, breasts are bouncing freely even under considerable tight circumstances.




Kate and I Ch. 02-05



"Whoa, whoa, Katie," I say, I see where the eighteen year old girl comes out, I say to myself, "you might want to calm down a little. This won't be easy, I still expect you to handle all of your responsibilities and to be a professional, and we'll see about the whole 'partnership thing' okay? It's getting, wow, late, damn, almost 1800, so be seeing you at 0900 Monday morning, okay?"

"Yes, Sir!" she flashes her million dollar smile, as she has finally calmed down, enough that she isn't jumping up and down anymore, Thank God, I say to myself, I don't think my 'boy' could have handle much more.

5.

It's 0815 when I walk into Apex Monday morning, Let's get in here early..., I start to say to myself, and stunned, I look down at my watch to see what time it is, ... It's not daylight savings is it? No, then what the..., I'm early and she's already been, and it looks like she's been here awhile, too.

First off she gorgeous today (everyday she's gorgeous), her hair, like it was during the interview, is straight silky-smooth, just below the shoulder, black hair, eye shadow that just makes her sharp, soul piercing greens eyes pop out, and as usual those eyes are sitting behind a pair of square librarian style black rimmed glasses.

She's wearing a light sky blue blouse that has two buttons undone showing off cleavage (it's almost impossible to hide her breast anyway). A white skirt that hugs her hips, it comes down past her knees. Matching 3 Inch light sky blue pumps.

She hasn't seen me yet. So I start to walk over towards her, she's reading the newspaper. This is one of the reasons why I think she's been here for a while. It looks like she's almost done reading it; everything is folded nearly beside her, except for the Sports Section which she is currently reading. The other reason is beside her, there is one coffee cup and in her hands there is another and the way that she's tipping it back, it looks almost empty.

She must be lost in her own little world, I chuckle to myself. I've almost reached her and she hasn't even attempted to take her eyes off the paper. I could scare her, that wouldn't be right. I smile, "Can in help you, Ms. Martinez?"

"Hmm?" Her glasses have slipped down her nose, so when she looks up at me, she is actually looking above her glasses. Don't do that, I say to myself, dammit now I'm going to be walking around with a hard-on at work. "I'm sorry Mr. Jones I didn't hear you," she says as her face lights up.

As she starts to get up she glances at my raging erection, and cracks a little smile. She stands up and hands me the coffee that was sitting on the table, "What's this?" I ask.

"It's for you, Mr. Jones."

"Thank you very much, but I'm sorry I don't drink coffee."

"Really, what do you drink? And I'll have it for you." As she pulls out a little notepad.

"I, uh, mainly drink lemon-water work," I say, trying to adjust myself without giving it away.

"Oh, okay," as she writes in the little notepad as we make our way to the security desk, "I'm sorry, I'll remember next time."

"Nah, don't worry about it, I can get it myself."

"No, Mr. Jones it's my job, I'll do it," she smiles.

"Okay, you win," I chucked, and she does, too, "first thing first, call me Aden, boss, or sir." Please don't call me Mr. Jones you make feel like my father, and plus we are going to be working together."

"Yes, Aden, boss, sir," she smiles, and I do, too.

We make our way towards the security desk, chatting about nothing in particular. We arrived and I introduce her to the guard at the desk. I tell the guard that she's my assistant and this is her first day, so she didn't have an ID. The guard busily makes her a temporary one. While we are waiting we just talk about our uneventful weekends. After she got the temporary ID, we make our ways towards the elevator.

After we got off the elevator on the 3rd floor we head towards my office and her desk (it's more like a shoe horn). All she has on it is an old computer, squeaky chair, and a semi-working phone. She sits down at her desk looks up at me, happily, and says she's ready to get work.



Kate and I Ch. 06-08



6.

During the first few weeks, Kate and I had compatibility issues. Stemming from we really weren't acquainted with each other's working style, yet. But I was patient, and my patience was rewarded. Every mistake she made, she corrected it promptly and without issue. She did not make the same mistake again. Within a month we were running like a well oiled machine.

Over the next few months, Kate and I were running like we had worked together for years, but then a rumor was circulating about a company audit that was heading our way. It was going around like a bad head cold. Everybody was terrified, about it, and from what I heard I should be, too (...you will be, ...you will be...). Audits were used for two main reasons, one to promote people to different floors, and the other was to demote people to different ones. Once a person got demoted it was nigh impossible to get promoted again. The audit was going to ran by the 'Devil in a Pinstripe Suit' himself, Mr. Spencer, and a mystery man.

The audit would take about seven weeks to fully complete. Three weeks are used to investigate every contract that was finalized and filed between this audit and the last. Another three weeks are spent having 'conversations' with the employees. A report is then, sent the Mr. Verlander, the CEO, for this input, that takes a couple of days to go through. Then rest if the time would be spent informing the employees on where they would be spent, based upon the audit.

The first three weeks, the auditors were hardly ever seen. Their time was spent in either the file/contract room, comparing the 'hard-copies' against the 'soft-copies'. Looking for any discrepancies or inconsistency between them. Or their time was spent in the conference room talking to the recipients of the contracts. During this time the employees are told not the file unless ordered/allowed by Mr. Spencer, himself.

The next three weeks, the auditors call everybody into the conference, two at a time, the employee like I am, and their assistant, like Kate. They would go into separate rooms. Then go over every contract that they have filed, with both. When or if, they find a mistake, they want an detail explanation about it, from both. Followed by, why it took so long to file those reports. Then last but not least, they go over why some of the recipients aren't happy about those contracts. The reason why they pull both in, is to compare each other's story to make sure they are they aren't lying.

The day of our 'discussion' with the auditors is here, Kate and I are in my 'shoebox' of an office;

"Boss?" She says worriedly. Dress stunningly as usual black blouse and a black skirt, that hugs her curves in all the right places.

"Yes, Katie?" As I looked up from my computer, which I'm playing a mean game of solitaire, because on the day of your 'discussion' you aren't allowed to do any work. But you are allowed to gather your 'evidence', and make sure it's sorted, before you head in.

"Are you worried, on how it's going to go?"

"No, are you?"

"Yes, boss, I'm terrified," she says almost trembling.

"Don't be, it's no point, every contract that we have done has been exceptional, all the customers seems to be happy, there is no point in worrying about what we can not control," I smile.

"Yes, but..."

"But, nothing," I give her a 'its going to be okay' look, "you know what, I bet you dinner that everything will be fine," I say as I start to stand up and walk around the desk.

"Hmm?" She blushing, not expecting that, "Dinner?"

"Yes, lets say," as I sit on the corner of my desk, "I'll take you out dinner if it goes well."

"And if it doesn't?"

"I'll make you dinner, still," I say smiling.

"Well, how can I refuse," she says blushing, while flashings that million dollar smile.

"You can't," I say, as the phone rings.

Kate shakes her head, still smiling, brushed her hair back around one of her ears and picks up the phone, and puts it to said ear, "Mr. Jones' office (shoebox) how can I help you? Okay, yes sir. We are on our way." 

She looks up at me, with her soul piercing green eyes through her glasses, "I'm guessing that was it, wasn't?" I say.

"Yes sir, it was."

"I guess it's showtime."

As we stand up I place my hand on her shoulder, and give her a little smile, which then she returns. She places her hand upon mine, and then she squeezes it slightly, then she lays her cheek on the hands. As I start to remove my hand, she squeezes hard, she looks at me with her piercing eyes. Almost telling me not to remove it, and for me not to go. We stand there for about 10 seconds not saying anything, just looking at each other. 

We separated and head towards the elevator. As we are standing and waiting on the elevator, some other people join us, too. When the doors open the crowd follows in, us included. We are standing at the back of the elevator waiting for our stop, Kate is standing really close to me and our hands touch. She looks over at me to see if I have notice or not. I glance at her and smile. She flashes a smile as our stop comes up, the 47th floor.

We get out of the elevator and heads towards our designated rooms, for myself the main conference room and for her a mini-conference room that is across from the one main. As we walk up towards our designated ones, we look at each other I smiled and mouth 'Good Luck' to her and she flashes her million dollar smile, nods her head and walks in, as I do.

7.

This is the first time I've been on this conference room, and I didn't realize how enormous it was, it feels like the length if a football field but it's actually only about 30 or so feet. There are a few chairs at the end of the table I the far side, and they are occupied by three very important people. Mr. John Spencer is sitting in one, the 'devil in a pinstripe suit' is very fitting for him today, as he is dressed in a black and white pinstripe suit, with a purple tie underneath. To Mr. Spencer's right a couple seats away, sat a middle age woman dressed conservatively, with a minute thingy machine in front of her, ready to write down every single word that is uttered, and to his left, right beside him was mystery man, he was a man in his 40s dressed in dark blue expensive looking suit, seemed like he controlled the room.

Wow, I feel so small, I stepped in the conference, and towards a chair, these chairs look more comfortable than mine l, that's in my shoebox, I think to myself as I stand beside it, "hello, sirs and ma'am."

"Hello, please state your whole name for the record," 'the devil in a pinstripe suit' says.

"...I'm Aden Thedore Jones," I say not at all confident, is that my name?

"And Mr. Jones," the mystery man speaks, "why are you here today?"

"I'm,was," I say, swallowing back my saliva, "invited in here for the audit, that is taking place."

"Just to sit the record straight," Mr. Spencer speaks, "this is a performance audit for the whole company."

"Yes, sir," starting to ease up now.

"Okay," the mystery man speaks, "first off, Aden," he speaks very softly but to the point, "do you like working here?"

"Yes sirs," I say, "actually I love working here, it's always fun and interesting, it never seems to be a down minute."

"What makes it interesting, I've heard that the customers can be a handful sometimes?" The mystery man asks.

"We'll, sir, they can be, but that what makes it interesting, yes, sometimes you do have a less than cooperative customer, but those are the ones that make this fun."

"Fun? What do you mean by that?" The mystery man says, with a some what puzzled look.

"For example," I start, "the second to last customer I had, two.... yea, two weeks ago was a little mom's and pop's store, they were looking for a new cleaning company to come in after they closed at night and clean. But the last company that had was stealing from them, so they came to us, Apex, looking for a reasonable cleaning service. I helped them get in contact with businesses that were looking to expand. 

But the mom and pop's store didn't feel like they were trustworthy enough for them. So, I sat down with both groups and hammered out a deal, and if you look closely at the contract here," I pulled out the contract from my stack of papers that I brought in with me, " and here it covers the mom and pop's place against any theft that goes missing during the night at the hands of the cleaning business. But also there is a stipulation in the contract that says that the cleaning company would not be held liable if the mom and pops doesn't do inventory inside of 12 hours of the missing inventory."

The mystery man leaned back in his chair, put his under his chin, as to caress his chin, and he said, "I know, but I want to know why you decided on 12 hours, and not 8 or 24, why did you choose 12?"

Damn, that's a damn good question, I thought to myself, "Well, the mom and pop's store wanted 4 hours, and the cleaning company didn't want any, because they said that is was unfair and discriminatory, that if anything went missing, that they were going to be held computable for it. 

So, when I sat them down to negotiate, I actually found that the cleaning company was willing to move or budge, but not at what the mom and pops was going let them. The cleaning company on the other hand was willing to move but not more than 18 hours. So, my assistant, Kate, talk to the cleaning company to see how far that they were willing to move. Without letting the mom and pops know how far they were willing to go, to be at a better at the negotiating table. 

When I talked to the mom and pops, I realize that they were holding hard at 8 so I tried to convince them that 12 would be a better deal, especially since the cleaning company was one of the or not the lowest bidding one. When I found this out I got with my assistant the discuss where the cleaning company was at and the number of hours that they suggested. When they, separately decided on 12, I knew we had them. 

Mr. Spencer was surprised when I told them about my assistant, "Your assistant, why didn't you bring in another employee to help you? Why your assistant of all people, this Kate?"

"Because, she could do this job better than other employees, and plus I trust her, I don't trust other people."

"Why don't you trust other people, Mr. Jones" chimed in the mystery man.

"For the exact reason that we are here today, this audit is a good example, if you trusted your employees to do their job, would you have as many of these audits?"

The mystery man was taken back by what I said, hell even the woman who was taking the minutes looked up when she got done typing. "What the hel....," Mr. Spencer started to say. But the mystery man put his hand up to stop him. Who is this guy, I thought to myself, he just stop Mr. Spencer, who is the Vice President in Marketing, in the middle of a sentence, like it was nothing. The mystery man, still leaning back in his chair, with his arms crossed stunned at what I said, and Mr. Spencer, who looks like a little kid who want his toy back, waiting for the Mystery man to speak or to let him speak.

"I think I've heard enough, Mr. Jones," I God am I getting fired or something?!, I say to myself, as the mystery man starts to say, "First thing do you know who you are talking to?"

"Um, no, sir," I choke back on my saliva like its water and I haven't had anything to drink in years. Mr. Spencer has the biggest smile on his face, just knowing what would happen next.

The mystery man gives an half smirk, "I like this kid, don't you, John?"

Mr. Spencer snaps his head around, "Um, sir," finally being able to speak, "Mr. Verlander, he just basically call your company untrustworthy!" As he says with a little squeal in his voice.

Wow, what, um, that's, um, that's Mr. Verlander, the CEO of Apex International!! Why did I speak my mind like that, what was I thinking!? I'm a freaking dumbass, stupid, stupid dumbass, I stutter to myself.

"No, John, his said the people, not the company is untrustworthy, and the be honest, I kind of agree with him. He's right, if we did trusted our people more we wouldn't have to do these godforsaken, waste of our time and capital, audits." Mr. Verlander says. 

I just sit back in chair, relieved, at what Mr. Verlander said and a little surprised, too. I was expecting something different, I really didn't even mean to say what I did, actually. The 'conversation' went on like this for another hour and half, it felt like six hours. During this time, Mr. Spencer has begun to despise me, and while Mr. Verlander has grown to, more or less, like me, or at least not show the hate that Mr. Spencer was showing. 

At the end of the 'conversation', Mr. Verlander and Mr. Spencer were talking, in private, and I was just sitting there, not sure what to do. I couldn't hear what the were saying, but from what it looked like Mr. Verlander was giving the business to Mr. Spencer. Mr. Spencer looked like a sad puppy, in other words he did not agree with Mr. Verlander. "Well, Mr. Jones," Mr. Verlander started to say, while extending his hand, as for a shake, "have a great day, and you'll be hearing from us shortly."

What does that mean, thinking to myself, while I reach out to shake his hand, "Thank you, Mr. Verlander, and Mr. Spencer," I reach out towards Mr. Spencer who begrudgingly, shakes my hand.

8.

After I leave the conference room I head down towards the elevator, and sitting in a chair next to it is Kate. She's sitting crosslegged, and she's staring intently at her cellphone, and her glasses have fallen down her nose. I've made my way towards her, and she doesn't realize that it's me, so she just keeps looking at her cellphone, "We'll, Ms. Martinez," I start, as she looks at me with a non purposeful, and yet a seductive look, "ah, are you ready to call it a day?" I say, as put my hands in my pockets.

"I guess, I'm just sitting here waiting for my boss," she flashes that million dollar smile.

"Well, let me know when he gets here," I smile as I sit down next to her, as we wait for the elevator," I hear he's a hard-ass."

"You have no idea," she says with a seductive smile.

"Actually, I've heard he's an asshole," I say stretching, "he makes you work long, strenuous, non stop hours. Doesn't give enough time off to enjoy yourself, am I right?"

"No," she hits me on my shoulder, "he's, actually, nothing like that." As she brushes her hair back away from her face.

"Ow," I yelp sarcastically, and we start to laugh, as the elevator dings, the doors open up.

"So, boss," she says, as we get up and head into the, now, open elevator, "how do it go?"

"I think fairly well," I says as I follow her in, "but, honestly, Mr. Spencer hates me now."

Her face changes to worried look, "that's not good..."

She starts, but interrupt her before she can finish, "But was fantastic, the mystery man, who everybody was terrified about, likes me."

"Why does that matter, Aden?" Still looking worried, she chimes in.

"Because of who the mystery man is," I say as I look directly into her piercing eyes, while sticking my hands in my pockets, "Mr. Verlander."

"Do you mean," she's stunned, "The Mr. Verlander was the mystery man? The Verlander that's the CEO of Apex International? 

"Yes!" I replied. I start to replay the conversation about the mom and pops and the cleaning service. She seems to relax. Then I tell her about the 'trust conversation' the I had with Mr. Spencer and Mr. Verlander, when I tell her this she blushes heavily.

We stay silent for about 30 seconds, during this I look up at the floor number to see where we are, then she speaks, "Is, what you said, true?" 

"Is what, true?" Looking down at her.

"That you trust me, more than, any other employee?"

"Yes, absolutely," looking directly into her green eyes, "you have given me no reason, not to trust you."

She grabs my arm, wraps herself around it, "That's so sweet, Aden," she looks beet red now, "thank you so much for that." As she lays her head on my shoulder, as we make our way down to the bottom floor.



Kate and I Ch. 09-15



9.

Over the next couple of weeks, while they were finishing up the audit, everybody, at Apex, stayed in edge. Everybody, including Kate, were worried that they would be demoted, or even end up fired. She was snapping easily at people during this time, and this was confused by my attitude. I wasn't worried, I was just my normal, nonchalant self about the whole situation. It wasn't that I didn't care, but the way that I looked at it was, "whatever happens, happens." I told her, " we did everything that we could, it was in their hands now." This seemed to calm her down.

After those weeks, everything seemed to calm back down, it seemed like everybody had completely forgotten about the audit, then Monday happened. I got to work, and headed in and noticed some people leaving like they have been fired. I got to my floor, and headed off the elevator and started walking towards my 'shoebox'. I noticed Kate sitting at her 'shoehorn' busily working, going through emails and the daily mail. "Good Morning, Katie," I say as I'm walking up towards her desk.

She's dressed gorgeous as usual. Her hair is as usual, straight, silky-smooth. Her face has a touch if black eyeshadow that highlights her, sharp soul-piercing, green eyes. A little bit of red cherry lipstick to finish her face off. A golden brown blouse, with two buttons undone, a hip hugging golden brown skirt that come a few inches above her knee. Her legs are covered in black stockings, with her feet wrapped in black 3 inch pumps.

"Good morning, boss," she smiles, but doesn't look up, because of what she is reading, "how was your weekend?" She says as she pulls herself away from what she is reading to glance up at me.

"It was uneventful, but fine, stayed in and watched some baseball, but that's it, really," I say as I look through the mail, "how was yours? How's your mother doing?" I genuinely say, as I look back up at her amazing eyes.

"She's, um," getting a little choked up, "she's, ah, the same. The doctors say, that they are going to try something. But I think that they are just trying to keep me hopeful."

Her mother was in a major car crash, she was hit on the driver side door, the driver was going close to seventy miles per hour. The driver was drunk, walked away fine, but now he's in jail, and he may be in there for longer, too. For the past two years, Gloria Martinez, Katie's mother has been in an unresponsive coma. 

We talk for a few more minutes, as I look at the mail, then we start the day as I head into the 'shoebox'. I open the door and with my head down head into the 'shoebox', sit down at my desk, while still going through the mail. A few minutes later, finished up and laid the mail on my desk, and then I saw it, a manila envelope. 

What the hell is this? I thought to myself, as I looked at it, "Hey Kate?"

"Yes, boss?" She comes in quickly.

"Do you know what this is," I say as I hold up the envelope, "I just noticed it, and I'm wondering if you put it here?"

"No, I haven't been in your office since I got in, and nobody has entered your office, since I've been here." 

"Hmm," I as look at it, "lets open it and see what it is, then." I say with a smile on my face. I open it up:

__________________________________________________

To: Aden Jones

From: William Verlander, CEO of Apex International

To, Mr. Jones,

I was impressed by you straight forwardness, during your audit. That is something hard to find in the line of business. So, I've talked to Mr. Spencer in what position, your talents would be put to use here at Apex, for the near future. Mr. Spencer and I have looked over your contracts and have decided where to move you.

Starting immediately tomorrow, Tuesday, you will be moved to the 34th floor. Your new title will be Senior Marketing Coordinator for the Southeastern U.S.A. of Apex International. You are a little 'wet behind the ears' at only 25, but I have a 'gut feeling' that this will be the right decision in the long run here. My authority is making this possible, Mr. Spencer was not thrilled of this, which that means you are going to have to make even a better impression to him. You will be reporting directly to; myself (CEO of Apex), Mrs. Michelle Wilson (President of Marketing), and Mr. John Spencer (Vice President of Marketing), 

These benefits are included for this position:

•Salary of $100,000

•Traveling stipend 

•Use of a Learjet

•The Manager Benefit Package( see attached package for details)

•Bigger Office

Best regards and good luck, and I expect results.

Best Regards,

William Verlander, CEO of Apex International

__________________________________________________

I almost faint, Kate looks at me terrified. "What is it, Aden?" I almost vomit, but I hand the piece of paper, and in a daze I drop to my chair like a rock.

She looks mortified as I hand her the paper. Then she starts to read it, I'm still in somewhat if a daze when I hear, "Ah!!! OH MY GOD, Aden!!!!! I look at her, she has the biggest smile on her face, and she's jumping up and down as her enormous breast is moving freely under tight constraints under her blouse. She looks at me with a fiery passion. She jumps over and desk, and lands on me causing the cheap chair to squeak loudly and tip over and we both hit the ground.

"Ohh!" Is all came out of my mouth as I hit the ground. She may only weigh what feels like 115 lbs., but it still hurts when you land on concrete, in an uncomfortable chair.

"How did...?! How...?!" She starts to say but is unable to complete a sentence, "Oh, my God!" Comes out and it seems that's all she can say right now. 

She gives me a full kiss on the lips, but I'm not really paying attention, because of the pain, from the fall and that I'm still somewhat in a daze. As we lay on the dirty floor still in my chair, Kate still laying on top of me, I feel her nipples harden, and they feel like steel poking me in the chest. 

We could have been laying there for hours, I don't know, but it felt right. Her laying in my arms, and were just looking at each other. She's looking at me with adoration in her eyes, her hair falling down around her face. God she's gorgeous, is all I can think, as she brushes her hair behind her ears. Say something romantic, Aden. "Oh, my back, ow," very romantic, idiot!

"Huh? Oh, oh my God!, I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me, I just lost control," she says as she blushes, starts to get up, and I can see creamy thighs and the top of the stockings, hello garters, I say to myself. She stands up, "I'm so sorry, boss," she says as she brushes herself off, "here, let me help you get up, sir."

She bends at the knees, goodbye garters, I think, as she helps me up, "Thanks, Katie," as I stand and start to straighten out my suit, "So, I'm guessing you're happy about the news?"

Laughing she, "Yes, you could say," says, as I pop my back, "are you okay, Aden?" Sounding worried.

"I'm fine, I haven't been hit that hard since football," I quip, as I start to stretch out the knots.

She looks at me nervously, "Um, Aden, I don't want to sound so rude and straightforward, but what happens to me?"

"What do you mean?" I ask, not understanding her meaning, as my back has eases up.

"I mean, what happens to me? You got a letter and I didn't."

Leaning back against my, now former desk, and cross my arms, "Oh, nothing," she looks at me, like I just gutted her, "you still work with me, if that's what you want, Kate," as the adoration comes back across her face, "when you decided to come to work with me, you and I agreed, that we would stick together, through thick and thin, remember, and I keep my promises. Don't you?"

Her face has brighten up, she hugs me and gives me a peck on the cheek, "Aden, I would go anywhere you want."

10.

We spend the rest of the day packing up the old "shoebox' ready to move into the new one on the 34th floor, she's happy and I'm happy (everybody's happy, except the ones that got axed, sorry), and things are going smoothly that day. There were sometimes when she would bend down to pick something up that she would forget to bend at the knees, and I would get a wonderful view of her beautiful backside, it shaped like an apple, and ya just want to take a bite out of it.

Monday night, I couldn't sleep, I tried, but I just couldn't. I tried everything from reading a boring book to watching infomercials (and now I'm thinking about buying a 300 piece knife set, that can cut steel and butter just as easy). I just couldn't sleep. I even thought about calling Kate, but I decided not to, she might not like me calling her 3 o'clock in the morning. So I just tossed and turned for another hour, at about 0400 I decided to go to work and get the new office setup. I dressed in my best suit that I had, a blue and black pinstripe suit that my mother bought me (awww), a black pressed shirt, and a blue tie. I got in my car and drove to work, it's pretty nice driving to downtown LA with no traffic, it actually got to work in like 15 minutes, it usually takes me one or two hours.

When I pulled into the parking garage, the attendant said that I would have an assigned parking place, as would my assistant. That's that's freakin' sweet, I thought. I parked and headed into building, when I reached the security desk the guard told me that I would be needing a new ID badge, for unfettered access to this building and the office located in Asheville, North Carolina. The Asheville office is the one that I will be communicating with almost everyday and, will be having to traveling to most of the time to deal with customers, and/or potential customers. Unless I'm traveling directly to their offices or businesses. 

I got my new ID, I headed down towards the storage room where they placed out items after Kate and I cleared out my office(shoebox). The building was completely empty except for the guards doing their rounds or a random member of the janitorial department. It was a little creepy actually, this place is usually buzzing with all sorts of people, either on the phone dealing with customers or talking to each other about their next big contract that they would be making or dealing with. As I got to the storage room, I noticed somebody is where Kate and I place our things, but I didn't know who this person was, "Hello, can I help you?" I say in my commanding stern voice. It was dark so I couldn't see who it was.

The figured snapped around look right at me, and I knew who it was, Kate. "Why, the hell are you here so damn early, Katie?" I ask kind of curiously.

"Why are you here boss?" she looks at me with those sharp soul-piercing green eyes, and say a little stern herself, "I was planning on surprising you with the office all set up, but I guess I can't do that now, can I?" 

She sticks her tongue out at me, and all I can do is stick mine at her too, when I did we start to laugh at each other. "Dammit, girl, you won't let me do anything will you?"

"Not if I can help it," she says as we chuckle, I just shake my head at her.

"What time did you get here, this morning, night, whatever?" I ask(not really sure what to call 0430).

"Um, about," looks at her watch, "10 or so minutes ago."

"Damn, I thought I was going to be the first one here, but you beat me here."

"Yep." sticks her tongue out at me again.

"If you keep sticking it out, I might as well as put it to good use," I give her a seductive smile. 

She looks at me with an innocent surprised look, "Who me? I'm not that type of girl?! She gives the most seductive innocent look, thats possible.

I'm turning hard by just looking at her face, "Ah, Um, lets, ah lets see where you're at and I'll help you," I say as I walk up towards her, trying to adjust my growing erection, while trying to hide it from her.

She stares at my groin, as I adjust myself, I start to blush from her looking. She justs smiles, like she enjoys seeing my erection. This is the first time that we have been working together that she has made me blush, I usually make her blush once a day. As I stand there trying to, which by the way is getting harder, no pun intended, to hide, because she will not stop staring, which is only making it worse (better).

"So, uh, Katie," I say trying to get her to change her train of thought, "do you know where the office is on the 34th floor?"

"Hmm, sorry, do what, "looking up finally, "I was distracted by something, big."

I feel my erection jump, "I asked where on the 34th floor is the office?" As I reach down and pick up one of the two boxes.

"Oh," as she looks over at the other box, "I really don't know. But in the a email that I received yesterday, they said it wasn't hard to find, something like 'get off elevator and take a left'. So we'll see. So," as she brushes her hair hair back around her ears, and she bends, at the knees, down to pick up the other box, "ready, Mr. Senior Marketing Coordinator for the Southeastern Division of the USA of Apex International?" She flashes her million dollar smile.

"Yes I am, Ms. Assistant to the Senior Marketing Coordinator for the Southeastern Division of the USA of Apex International." I flash a smile, as head towards the elevator and my new office and for new desk.

As we wait for the elevator, we noticed that the place is still empty. Just a few janitorial people and a couple security guards. What time is it anyway, I think as I look at the wall clock, "Only, 0445," I say surprised.

"Hmm?" Kate says as she looks at the clock, too, "wow , it is," surprise, also.

"Hey, Katie," I start to ask, "after we get to the new office and unload these boxes, you want to grab something to eat?"

"I would love to, Aden," she says as the elevator doors open, "and plus, you owe me dinner, remember, and I'll get it, too." She says, as the doors close.

11.

Kate and I enter the elevator, and I press the 34th button. We are giddy as the elevator starts to rise. We have never been to the 34th floor, so we don't know what to expect when we get there.

Ding! The elevator sounds. We look at each other with anticipation as the doors open. We slowly step out if the elevator, and all we see are four doors and a sign that's says 'Senior Marketing Coordinators of the USA division'. We look at each other bewildered, because we were expecting something different. Like a line of offices, not just four doors. We read what each door says, from right to left: Western Division, Mid-Western Division, Northeastern Division, and last but not least, Southeastern Division. My new office, is a quarter of the floor, I'm thinking as we approach the door. As we do, I notice a intercom button and key card lock on my door, "Nice," I say out loud.

I use my new ID badge, that the guard gave me, and I swipe it. The red light turns green and your hear the lock disengage, the we try the door, it opens smoothly. As the door swings open, all Kate and I can do is laugh. "Holy Sh..., this office is enormous!" I yelp like a little girl.

And it is, I don't know the dimensions, but it's big enough to fit maybe 10 of my 'shoebox' size offices in. A overlook of the place, from left to right, we see a water cooler, a coffee pot maker and a neverending line, and these filing cabinets end at two doors, one looks like a bathroom and the other looks like a closet. As you pan over to the right we notice, what seems to be, a misshapen completely glass 'T' that splits my office and hers from each other.

Her office is about 3 to 4 time the size of my old 'shoebox'. Her real oak wooden desk comes all the way to the floor. While it faces the neverending row of filing cabinets, it also is up against the small area of the 'T'. Her desk has one phone, a high-tec, brand new computer and the intercom system that lets people in from the outside of the office, and also able for each us to communicate with each other, with having to yell at each other. The rest of her office has mini-fridge, a table and couple of chairs, a loveseat, and also some filing cabinets. As she put her things away inside her office, I make my way towards mine.

My office is the rest of the space, and it's beautiful. First off, I notice that it is closed around by the long arm of the 'T', and to enter it a glass door needs to be open. When I step into my new office, I first notice my desk, a large real oak desk that comes all the way down to the floor, it's empty except for a phone and a brand new computer and keyboard. As I stand behind my desk, facing the neverending wall of filing cabinets, I notice the rest of the office. In the right front corner of office is a 27" flat screen TV, next to it is a full, but small fridge. I also see a table with two chairs sitting around it, could be used to conduct business or could eat at, too. A full fledge couch, that's runs up from the TV up against a window, where you can see a little bit of downtown Los Angeles, I also see more filing cabinets, too. I sit my stuff down on my desk, and plop down in my new chair, Oh, my God this is comfy, i think, as I start to spin my chair around, laughing.

"It looks good on you, sweetheart," Kate says, as she walks in.

"Hmm?" Sorry, I was lost in my own little world for a second there," I say, not hearing the 'sweetheart' remark, "what did you say Katie?"

"I, ah, said, it looks good on you, Aden," she catches herself.

"Thank you," I smile, I signal her to sit in a chair across from me, "I was expecting a bigger office, but not this y'know?" She almost seems disappointed that I didn't say something else.

"It is nice, isn't."

"Yep," as looked at my watch, "wow, it's only, 0530, and I'm starving, are you ready to eat?" I ask.

"I love to, where do you want to go?" 

"I have no idea, this is a fantastic start for a person in my position," I say, as we laugh, "I'll let and close friend and confidant decide," as l look at her.

She sarcastically smile, as she turn around, "who is that, I don't see anybody else." I smile at her, as I roll my eyes, "You want fast food or sit down and eat, do you have a preference, swe...Aden?" As she catches herself, again. 

"I would rather sit and eat, we have about," looking at the clock on the wall, "2 and half, almost, 3 hours before we were supposed to be here, today."

"Ok, let's see...," as she stands up and heads towards her office, to look at a phone book. I start to unload the box that's on my desk, as I'm finishing up, I hear a triumphant sounding, "Ah, ha!" coming from her office, as she enters my office, "found a place, it's on the Westside though, but it's open 24/7 and it has decent reviews."

12.

About 10 minutes later, we are driving towards the restaurant, and we're in my car. The roads are empty, and the drive is very nonchalant and easy, we arrive at the place. It's called 'Aunt Jo's' it really doesn't look like much, but we're hungry. We walk in, seat ourselves in a booth. The waitress comes over and I order a lemon-water and Kate orders a black coffee. This the first time that we have, actually, gone out together and eat in those 4 months. We are chatting like we're old friends.

"Hey, Katie," say, while taking a sip if my drink, she looks at me, "do you, actually, like working for me?"

"I...I love y...," she stops herself from saying something, and start again, "I love working for you." She takes a sip of her coffee, and looks at me with adoration, "working for you is completely different than working for, I imagine, other bosses. That I see, while we were on the 3rd floor. You are pleasant, nice, considerate, and caring. But at the same time, you expect the best from me, and, and that makes me want to work harder, for you. Why do you ask? Are you disappointed in me? Am I not a good assistant?" She looks at me with worry in her eyes.

I just smile, "No, it's nothing like that, I was just wondering and being curious," taking a sip of lemon water, "you're that best assistant that I could have asked for, hard working and loyal. I wouldn't be where I am, if it wasn't for you." Sipping my water, I can see her blushing, and the look in her eyes changed from worry and tears to arousal, just like that.




Kate and I Ch. 09-15



She excuse herself, heads for the bathroom. She's gone for about 10 minutes, as she returns our food has arrived. We eat, as we are we just chat, about nothing and it was great waste of time. We leave about 0730, knowing that the drive back will be a challenge, because everybody leaving for work and an accidents. We arrive back at work at 0845.

13.

Kate and I were getting situated, figuring everything out. From how to use the new fancy phones, to figuring out where the previous person was at before he or she left. I don't know what happened to them, either. I had the TV on in my office to Fox News, trying to keep updated on a little bit of everything, for stock portfolios to the war in Iraq and Afghanistan. Then 0930 rolled around, and Kate said I had a visitor, Mr. Spencer. When she tells me, I stand up and get ready to greet him, and I tell her to bring him in.

Mr. Spencer, the Vice President of Marketing at Apex International, doesn't really like me too much sense the audit, where I basically told him and Mr. Verlander off. Mr. Verlander liked that I had some backbone, while Mr. Spencer hated it. All that he wanted were puppets that he could control. Mr. Spencer is known as the 'The Devil in a Pinstripe Suit' because he's a hard ass when it comes to anything and everything. The employees don't like him, because he expects perfection, and perfection is what he gets. If he doesn't, people are usually quitting because he has given them the worst of the worst contracts. He doesn't allow them to be fired, he wants them to quit. He's probably early to mid 40s, he's been here since he graduated from college. He's balding and overweight, and he has a temper, as well as a 'eye' for the ladies, he has had sexual harassment charges filed against him, but nothing has stuck to him, throughout all these years. For some reason, Mr. Verlander has stuck with him through those charges, and nobody knows why.

Katie walks in, and in tow is Mr. Spencer, but he's not looking at me, he's looking at Katie's beautiful backside. Katie just gives me a 'really' look as she leads him into the office. She looks at me and not even glancing at Mr. Spencer.

"Mr. Jones, Mr. Spencer is here to see you," she says, as she rolls her eye at me.

"Mr. Spencer, how can I help you?" as I extend my hand. Katie, sneaks out without saying word, trying to get as far as she can away from him.

"Aden," Mr. Spencer shakes my hand, looking back over his shoulder to see where the eye candy ran off to, "first off, who is the gorgeous creature sitting at that desk?" he says, as she had returned to her desk. Mr. Spencer sits down in one of the chairs across of my desk.

"That's my assistant, Katie," I struggled to say, because I don't want him to know her name.

"Really, huh, are you and her...?"

"No, sir. I couldn't and wouldn't," I say as Kate makes eye contact with me, through the glass, "I don't want to take advantage of her, plus I would be afraid that she would trust or respect me anymore."

"Huh, okay," he looks at Katie, not really paying attention to me, "This trust thing is big with you isn't?"

"Yes, sir, it is," I chimed, while looking back at Katie, "If you can't trust the person next to you, then that makes things difficult, to say at least. When I was playing football, you had to trust the person beside you, if you could not trust that person, you couldn't accomplished anything out there. From the line doing their job to the receiver you're throwing the ball too. Trust is everything to me. What about you sir, isn't trust important to you?" I ask, as Mr. Spencer has finally looked at me, and not at Katie.

"No, not really, I just expect everybody to do their jobs, and not screw up, and if they do, I handled them I own way, Aden." He looks me right in the eyes as he has that.

"Well, sir," changing the subject, "what can I do for you?"

"Oh, yea," trying to remember why he came in here for, before I got distracted by Kate, "well, I want to be the first to congratulate you on the big promotion." says in a condescending manner, while he looks back at Kate, almost staring, who is still sitting at her desk, organizing something.

"Well, thank you sir," I say, "To be honest, sir, I was surprise by it, but I just want to promise you, that this won't be a mistake." As I get up from behind my desk, and walk over toward the glass to block his view of Katie.

"Since, we're being honest here, I tell you what I think of you and your new position," still with the condescending manner, and now with a touch of rudeness, "You're too young and inexperience for the position, and you didn't deserve it or this," as he is talking about the office, "I was overruled by, Mrs. Wilson and Mr. Verlander, but that doesn't mean that you are in any kind of position of power around here."

"Well, sir," as I can feel my blood pressure start to rise, I even crack a smile, to throw him off, "you were in the room with Mr. Verlander and me, and he thought that I was doing a good if not great job, my contracts showed no mistakes or legality issues in them."

"But that's nothing special," he says offhandedly "all the need is a somewhat competent assistant for that," he says, looking at Katie, "Anyway, I imagine she's a very competent assistant isn't she?" He asks, as he cracks a perverted wicked grin. 

Listen here mother fucker, I will kill you if you talk like that about Kate again, I want to say but I actually say, "Well, Mr. Spencer, she is very competent, but I will doubt that you will find out how competent you..." I very pissed off right now, because I want give him the satisfaction, I'm just smiling and being friendly. But before I could continue, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!! on my glass door as Kate is trying to get my attention.

14.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jones, sorry Mr. Spencer, can I have a word with you about the upcoming meeting at 1100 today, please," as she looks at me with earnest in voice, "And again I'm very sorry, Mr. Spencer," as I walk out of the office down the hall towards with bathroom.

"What the hell are you talking about, Katie, what meeting? We don't have anything scheduled today, hell we don't have anything scheduled, all freakin' week?" I say rising angry in my voice, and on my face.

"That's it get it off your chest before you go back in there," Kate says, now I'm confused, "I pulled you out of there so you wouldn't blow up at him, I heard the full conversation that you guys were having." She looks at me worried, but I know by the sound of her voice she isn't.

I'm completely confused now, "How the hell have you heard anything, Katie, the door had been closed and the glass is, more or less, soundproof?"

"The intercom works both ways, doofus." Kate says as she breaks a smile, across her 'worried' face.

I've calmed down now, but still show have an angry face, if Mr. Spencer is looking. I have my side to him, so he could see us if he wanted to, "Are you spying on me?" I say jokingly but still with the 'angry' face.

"Yes, I do," Kate 'worried' still.

"How often?" Me 'angry' still.

"Alot, do you mind?" 'Worried'.

"No, not at all, actually," 'angry', "Why, don't you listen into all the conversations from now on, when you can't actually be in on the meeting."

"Really?" 'Worried', gets excited, "I can?"

"Yes," 'angry' I say, "for two reasons, first you can stop me from blowing up on major people during aggressive conversations. Second, you'll have some good ideas that you can give me later." I say, as we walk back towards the door. "I'm sorry but I have to 'yell' at you agian."

"No problem, just hurry up and finish with that perverse asshole." she says quietly before I open the door.

"And, dammit Katie, next make sure it's right, okay!" I 'yell', as I enter the office, and Mr. Spencer looks at me stunned.

"I'm so sorry, again, my promise that it won't happen again, Mr. Jones," as Katie 'tears up'.

"Now what was I saying, oh yea, Katie's, competent to a point, sometimes she can't handle the scheduling book always," we chuckle at this. 

"If you want to we can trade, I wouldn't mind having a crack at her." He says with a wicked smile across his face.

"No," I say as fast as I can, "Nah, she's mine, even though sometimes I wish she wasn't, I wouldn't trade her." I smile, while looking over at Kate as she sees me, I give her a 'sorry about that' look. I think to myself as I smile, This guy sickens me, just as a thought of him being my boss now, just makes me shiver. 

"Well, Aden, I got to go, just remember what I told you, about everything," He says, as he reaches out his hand as to shake.

I only shake his hand, because he's my boss, if I met the guy on the street I wouldn't even stop to say hello, I think as I shake, "Have a good day, Mr. Spencer."

"Hey, Aden, what are you doing this weekend, by the way?" He asks.

"Let me think," I would rather beat you with a stick, than do anything with you, I think, but what I say is, "I'm busy getting the office together (which is actually true), and I think that, because of this, I won't have any free time, sir, sorry."

"Okay that's fine, just remember, don't work all the time, I don't want you during an important negotiation snapped of tiredness and overworked, okay."

"Yes, I'll remember that," as I smile, "Katie, please show Mr. Spencer out." I look over to her, she returns the smile, walks into the office and shows Mr. Spencer out. And he's my fucking boss, ah ah ah. 

15.

"Oh, my God," I scream in my office, after Kate showed him out, "oh, my God, that man is, is argh argh argh!," I calm down a little, and Kate walks in the office . I look at her as she comes in, "thank you, for the coming to my 'rescue' when I wanted to deck him," I say to her, as I sit down and start to look over some contracts.

She flashes her million dollar smile, "It's no problem, something tells me that decking the boss isn't the best strategy in the workplace," we chuckle. "Wow," Kate says, " that pervert couldn't stop staring at my ass." She places her hand in her beautiful posterior, and walks over towards the TV to see what's on.

I'm not really paying attention to what she has said, "Well I'm not defending him," I say as I'm looking over some reports about the contracts, and I glance up, and all I can see is her beautiful backside, "but when it's as beautiful as your apple bottom booty, it's hard not to stare," as I am. What the hell did I just say! I think, as my face turns red, my mouth spoke before my brain could stop it.

"What did you say, Aden? I wasn't paying attention, I was reading the bottom line?" She says, as she turns away from Fox News, with a casual, nonchalant look. 

Oh shit, how do I step around this, I'm thinking to myself, as I say, "I, um, I said," trying regain my composure, "that, he's completely and utterly a pervert." 

"Yes, he is that," whew, is all I could think, as she looks at me with her soul piercing green eyes, "so, Aden, what are we doing, now?"



Kate and I Ch. 16-18



16.

Over the next couple weeks, Kate and I were getting back into our groove as we were on the 3rd floor. We were spending most of our time together. When we weren't sleeping, we were in the office together. I would tell her to go home, but she wouldn't, she said that her job was to important. During this time, my head was buried in contracts, or on the phone with with customers or the Asheville office.

The Asheville office wasn't really that big, while with only 10 or so employees. The place was ran by Mr. Donald(Donnie) River. By from what I've heard, from customers, he was a solid person to go to when they had issues. I spoke to him a couple of times throughout those weeks he seemed to respect me, but I had a feeling that he didn't like having a 'kid' for a boss. I didn't tell him but, I would be visiting the office next week. I wanted to meet Mr. River face to face without him having any time to prepare for me, and to see how he generally ran his office, under a surprise 'inspection'.

Early Monday morning, Kate and I headed toward the the airport, got into one of the company's learjets, and flew off to the Asheville airport. We were leaving Los Angeles at 0100, we were arrive there at 0800 or 0900. I wanted to be there, when they open up the office, that morning.

That Tuesday before we left, I told Kate that I would be leaving early Monday morning to visit the office, and I wouldn't know when I would be back. I told her to take off until I got back. She asked if she could come with me. I told her sure, she could come if she wanted. When I told her this, she was excited throughout the whole rest of the week. She may look 22, have the maturity of a 30 year old, but sometimes the 18 year old's enthusiasm, giddiness, and playfulness comes to the for front. Kate and I mostly slept on the plane, getting rested for the day ahead.

Kate and I arrived at the Asheville airport at 0813. We rented a car from there, and headed to the Apex International office branch in Asheville. The drive was great especially for us coming from Los Angeles, but we had on problem, We don't know our way around Asheville, and we also don't have a clue, on where this office is.

We have been driving around the city for about two hours when Kate says, "Um, boss, where are we?" as she's reading the map, as I am driving.

"To be honest, Katie," as I look around trying to figure out where we are, "I have no clue, I haven't seen a sign or anything?"

"Um, lets see," she looks at the map with complete confidence, "we are between BFE and the middle of nowhere." we chuckle at this, "Boss, why don't we sto.."

"Ah, ha," as I cut her off, "I found it, as I point to a building that has a sign that reads Southeastern Branch of Apex International, "we aren't lost, we just went around the long way," as I pull into the parking lot.

We laugh as Kate sarcastically chimes in, "Oh, Okay, boss," she rolls her gorgeous eyes, "next time I driving we could have been here a hour ago I swear we past this place once already." she sticks her tongue out, as I pull into a parking spot. I stick my tongue at her, too. As we are getting out of the car we're laughing at each other, as we head towards the doors.

The building is a one story building, not overly big, as we walk in. I noticed that it's set like general business office, with a receptionist in the front directing, handling all of the calls, and helping visitors and customers. I see one hallway on each side of the receptionist's desk, with what looks like doors, that I'm guessing, lead to offices for the employees that work here. The receptionist cracks a big smile as we approach, "Hello sir and ma'am, can I help you?"

She isn't bad looking at all, I say to myself, as I say, "Hello, I was wondering if there is a chance that I could see Mr. River today?"

"Okay, sir do you have an appointment?" she asks.

"No, I don't, sorry, but I'm sure that he wants to see me," I say, wanting to see her reaction.

"Okay...," she says as she looks at her computer screen, "lets see... Mr. River at this moment is on a conference call, but the call is supposed to be," looks at the wall clock its 1045, "over at 1100, so if you wouldn't mind waiting, I'll get him as soon as possible, is that okay?"

I look over to Katie, and look back over at the receptionist, "Sure that be fine, I don't mind wait." I flash a smile.

"Can I please have your name to let him know that you are here?" she says.

"Sure, just put me down as Mr. Jones."

"O...," typing my name, "kay, he'll be with you as soon as possible, Mr. Jones."

Kate and I sat down, and chatted as we waited for Mr. River to finish with the conference call. I mainly talked about the ride from the airport, about how incompetent of an out of town driver, that I am. We laughed, and she made fun of me. 

Then suddenly out of middle of nowhere the receptionist spoke, "Excuse me, sir," she says, "I don't mean to interrupt, but I'm curious, do I know you by any chance, you look familiar to me, but I can't place you. I've been sitting here for the past 10 minutes trying to figure it out."

"I played some college football at UCLA," not wanting to give away who I am, yet.

"Okay," she gives me a puzzled look, "sorry to disturb you Mr. Jones." she apologizes.

"No, need," I say, "Misses?"

"Parker," she flushes, "and actually it's Miss Parker."

"Okay, Miss Parker," I flash a smile, "No problem, anytime, I've been told that I have a very recognizable face."

She turns bright red and turns away back to her computer. And I turn back to Kate, as she looks at me with a jealous look.

"Aden, are you hitting on the receptionist?" Kate asks, with jealously in her voice.

"No," I say matter-of-factly, "she asked me, who I am, I told her, and I just wanted to know her name, that's all."

The jealously leaves her face, and I sarcastic smile comes across her face, "Um, huh, yea right."

"What?" I ask, not really sure what to say.

"Nothing, nothing at all." She gives a little smile.

"What?!" I say sarcastically, as we laugh at this.

17.

About 5 minutes later, a man approached Ms. Parker and they talk for about 30 or seconds. The man is probably 35 years old, 6' 1", good built, he's wearing a nice fitting suit. He stops talking to her, looks up at us, and starts to walk over to us. As he approached us, he straightens up his suit, puts a smile on his face, "Hello, are you Mr. Jones?" As he extends his hand.

"Yes sir, I am," as I stand and shake his hand.

As he shakes my hand, "and you are miss...?" As he looks at Kate and extends his hand.

"This is my assistant, Ms. Martinez," I say, as Kate shakes his hand, too.

As she does, "Hello, mister...?"

"Oh, sorry," the man starts, "I'm Donald River the branch manager for Southeastern USA Division of Apex International. So you asked to see me, how can I help you Mr. Jones and Ms. Martinez?" He genuinely asks.

"We'll, first thing, Mr. River, is there anyway that we can have this conversation in your office?" I ask but it's more like a suggestion.

He gives me a puzzled, yet confident look, "Sure," as he turns around to guide us to his office, "this way."

We head towards his office, and Ms. Parker looks at me, and I give her a smile as we walk past. She blushes a little. I glance back at Kate she looks jealous, and but as soon as I make eye contact with her the jealousy disappears, and a smile flashes across, and she shakes her head at me.

"So," as we head into Mr. River's office, as he offers a chair to me and Kate, "how can I help you?" As he sits down, and puts his hands on the desk and looks right at us.

"Well, Mr. River, I don't mean to be hiding anything from you," I start to say, as his face goes to a puzzled look, "but my name is Aden Jones." He's shocked, he leans back in his chair and crosses his arm against his chest.

He looks at me for about 10 seconds, trying to figure out what I said was true, "Are...," completely stunned, trying to figure out what to say, "Are, you saying, my new boss just walked in my office, sat in my lobby, waited for me to finish a random conference call, and come in here just like an ordinary customer?" Almost sounds angry, and he doesn't believe who I am.

"Well," as I pull out my Apex International ID, and show him, then put it back into my pocket, "yes." I say matter-of-factly.

"Sorry, sir, I didn't realize that you were coming today," He sounds worried, " I should fire Kathy."

"Who?" I ask, "do you mean you receptionist, Ms. Parker?"

"Yes, she made you sit out there like a normal visitor."

"No," I tell him, "it wasn't her fault, I wanted this. I wanted to see how you treated just a ordinary walk-in customer."

"Why, sir?" He asks, his angry has eased up.

"Well, if I did, I would have not seen how you treat your customers, you would've put on your best face and act up. I wanted to see how you act normally around just a regular customer, before I announced myself," I continue, "plus, I didn't want the royal treatment that you would have sent out here if you knew I was coming."

"So, basically, this was a surprise inspection?" He says, as he has eased up.

"More or less, yes," I chimed back.

"So, Mr. Jones...," he starts.

"Aden," I interrupt and corrected him.

"Okay, so Aden," he starts again, "how'd we do?" As be finally cracks a smile.

"Very good, actually," I say, "I was very impress by how you handled this type of situation," I say as I smile back, "so, now, Mr. River..."

"Donnie," he interrupts and corrects me.

"Okay, so, Donnie," I start again, "lets get down to the brass tacks."

"Sure, whatcha want to know," he says as he leans back in his chair.

"First thing first, there are a set of main rules that I want to have, especially between us, okay?"

He looks intrigued, "okay, sure."

"Firstly, I want you to be completely honest with me, and I will be with you. It's the only way I'm going to be able to trust you. This is the most important thing, I have to trust you. I'm across the country in Los Angeles, and if I don't trust you I'll find somebody that I can, okay.

Secondly, I like to be updated constantly. I will expect a phone or conference call everyday. This is for both of us, actually, if you keep me updated I can help you with issues and/or problems, and also if things change I can inform you right away. As you know, it's annoying to be updated after the fact.

Thirdly, I expect hard work, and I will not stand for laziness and half-hearted attempts. I want your employees out there either helping old customers or acquiring new ones. There should be no reason, for them to not to give their full effort.

Fourthly, if you need anything tell me. I don't want my manager or employees to be without something that they need. I don't want some stupid expense to come between you and your office from closing a deal.

Fifthly, if you need for me to come out and help you. Just tell me, and I will be on the next plane and be out here to assist you. I will gladly assist, helping you and your employees is extremely important for me. This isn't just a pit stop for me. I want us to be the biggest and best division at Apex.

So you have any questions, problems, or concerns about anything?"

As I finish, Donnie is sitting back in his seat, and just looking at me as he process all that I told him. I really can't read his face, I bet he's a great poker player, I think, he has no tell, I no wonder he's where he's at, "I understand everything that you said about the rules, I just have two questions for you."

"Shoot," I say.

"First off, how much trust do you have in your assistant, because I don't want our private conversations to become public." 

I look over at Katie, the back over to Donnie, "Well my assistant, Kate, I have complete trust in, if I'm not a room and Kate is, treat her as you would treat me, she's my second half, anything you tell her or me will be kept between us."

This surprises Donnie, "Really wow, I wish I could find an assistant like that."

"Well, Katie," as I look at her, "she's one of a kind."

"Thanks, boss," she say, as she blushes a little, "actually I'm the boss and he's my assistant." She says sarcastically.

We all laugh at this, and it seems that Donnie is starting to come around on Katie, "okay second question." As concerned come across his face.

"Okay." I chimed back.

"When do we start?" The concern changes to a big salesman's smile.

"We already have," I smile back.

18.

We chatted for a few more minutes, getting ourselves more comfortable with each other.

"So, Aden, how long are you going to be in town for?" Donnie asks.

As I look at the clock, damn it's 1217, I think to myself, then I say as I look over to Kate, "um, Kate?" She looks over at me, "do I have anything on the schedule, coming up?"

"No, boss, or at least until a conference call with, the other marketing division coordinators on Friday, outside of that, nothing," she says with her beautiful eyes looking at me.

"So, at least, until maybe Wednesday or the latest Thursday," I sound not at all confident.

"I was wondering, Tuesday evening we could have some dinner alone and talk about things, when I don't have anything that I have to do during?" Donnie asks.

"Okay, sure just tell me where and I'll meet you there." I say. 

"Boss, you got lost here, from the airport. I don't think you can find the hotel without my help, even if they gave you exact directions," Kate says sarcastically.

"...true," we laugh, mostly at me, "we'll figure something out, Donnie," as I stand up getting ready to leave, "pleasure to meet you, and I look forward to working with you, I'll see you Tuesday evening."

Kate and I say our goodbyes to Donnie, and we walk past Ms. Parker, again. She looks at me again, and she returns the smile that I gave her when we went into office the first time. All I can do she flash her another smile, she again blushes. What is she seeing, is all I can think.

Kate and I start to leave the branch office, and head towards the car. As we are leaving the building Ms. Parker, the receptionist, is still looking at me. I wish I could understand what she's looking at, I say to myself as we head out the doors into the parking and towards the car, "So, Katie, what do you think of our branch manager, Donnie?" I ask, as we walk through the parking lot to the rental car.

"I think, he's terrified of you," Kate says, who's standing beside me as we walk, "but he seems okay. He'll be better as soon as he learns to trust you, and you him. Right now, he's afraid that when he messes up, that you'll order him to Los Angeles, fire him, then drive him to the Nevada desert, kill him, and bury his body," as we approach the car, "but he'll learn soon that you aren't that bad," she says as she opens the passenger side door and gets in.

"I'm not that bad, am I," as I open the driver side door and get in, myself, "I haven't killed anybody yet," I sarcastically look over to Kate, "have you?"

She just smiles and looks away, "Who knows?" As she shrugs her shoulders, "if I do, I promise, I won't tell you, unless you ask," then she flashes her million dollar smile, "plausible deniability."

"Sometimes, Katie, you scare me, you know that right," I say as I give her an uneasy look.

"And that's why you love me, right?" says with a cheery attitude.

We start to laugh at this, I love her sense of humor, say to myself, "okay," as we finally stop laughing. "Where the hell is this hotel?" As I start up the car and head out the partaking lot.

"Lets see," as Kate looks at the map, "um, go that away," as she points to the left. Theres that eighteen year old coming out again. 

"Yes, ma'am," as I drive off the lot.



Kate and I Ch. 19-20



19.

The drive to the hotel was easy, unlike the drive to the office. It actually only took us 15 or so minutes to arrive there. We pulled into the hotel parking lot and found a spot. After we had stopped, and got out of the car, I started dancing and celebrating. Everybody who was either leaving in their vehicles, or heading in/out of the hotel was looking at me. Kate looked at me as if I had lost it. After I got done acting stupid, "What the hell was that about, Aden?" she looks embarrassed.

"I'm just so excited, that it don't take three hours to get here," I say sarcastically.

"Sometimes I worry about you, boss," she says as she shakes her head at me. We laugh, then grab our bags and head into the hotel. I'm carrying her suitcase (which feels like thousand pounds) and mine, as she's carrying my suit bag, keeping them from getting wrinkled. As we approach the receptionist, she gives us a big grin and starts in on her greeting, "Hello, and welcome to the Asheville Marriott, we have a lovely suite for newlyweds, like yourselves."

Kate and I look at each other, stunned, confused and red.

"Ha, ha, ha," both of us in unison laugh nervously.

"We are...," she starts, flushed with arousal or embarrassment (I really can't tell).

"...not together together, we work together," I say smile as I look at Kate, who looks almost disappointed, "yea, we need a room," I'm still flushed, "two rooms actually, one for each of us." I say as I have finally calm down.

"Okay, one room for...," looking at both of us waiting for someone to speak.

"Oh, Aden Jones," I say first, barely remembering my name.

"And, another room for...," as she types my name on her computer.

"Um, Kate Martinez," Kate says, who still looks a little red.

"Okay, Mr. Jones and Ms. Martinez," the receptionist says, "here are your room keys," handing one to me, "room 413," handing the other one to Kate, "and room 414. I'm sorry, I couldn't separate you two anymore, they are right across from each other."

"That's fine, it's no problem," I chime in, as Kate is still looking a little flushed, but it seems to be going away.

"Okay, your rooms are located..." As she tells us where they are, and gives us directions on how to get there from where we are now. Kate and I start towards the elevator.



20.

We make it to the elevator, but we have to wait. I glance back to the receptionist, who shakes her head at us and mumbles to herself, not really able to hear the whole thing but something like, "I don't understand why..., they would...together," as we her into the now open elevator. What the hell did she mean by that, as I look over at Kate, Kate would never go for a bum, who got hurt in college playing football. She's not a shallow money grabbing woman, as some are. 

"So, boss, what do you have plan for the rest of the day since its only," look at her watch, "1330."

"Well, Katie," I say looking into her soul piercing green eyes, very seriously I say, "I'm going up to my hotel room, and take a nap. The jet lag really took it out on me. I'll decide what to do after I get up, I might want to head for a customer and introduce myself or something. I really don't know yet, if you want you can go out and see some sites if you feel like it." I smile at her.

"Actually, boss, I was hoping that's what you would say," she chimes back, "I'm exhausted, myself."

"Okay it's decided," I say very chirpy, "nap, then figure it out."

"Yes, sir," as she flashes her million dollar smile, as the doors open.

We head off and find our assigned rooms. Kate flashes a smile at me, wished me good rest, and opens her door and disappears behind it. I open mine, and head into, too. I lay my suitcase on a table, and I hang my suit bag on a hook behind the door. I open the case, reach in and get out some sleeping clothes, a pair of cotton jogging shorts, and a clean pair of boxers. I take off my suit, stripping down to nothing , and slip on new boxers and comfy sleeping shorts. I fall onto the bed, and fall fast asleep.



Kate and I Ch. 21-23



21.

I start to wake up, and I look outside, it's dark, What the, say to myself, what time is it? As I sit-up on the side of the bed, and reach for my phone, which is on a side table table beside the bed, damn it's 2034.

I drag myself out if bed, and head towards the bathroom with a piss-on (piss hard-on). After I do 'business', I wash my hands (of course) and throw some water on my face to get the sleepys out. Thirsty, need lemon water, arh, arh, argh. Sounding like a zombie, I go to my suitcase, and go for a wallet. After, I grab a couple of dollars, I put on a white tee-shirt and head out of the door, and down towards the vending machine for a bottle of water (whoever decided to bottle water and sale it was either a genius or complete moron who just got lucky, because they are rich by now, bastards).

As I head out the door I hear noises coming from Katie's room, it sounds like a sex scene from a movie, and I hear, "Oh, oh, I love you, Ad...," as I walk off, towards the pricy vending machine for a three dollar bottle of water (bastards). 

I get my water and head back, and as I approach my room, the sex noises are getting louder now, she must of fallen asleep on the remote, I say to myself as I approach my door and I hear, "A..., Ad..., Aden, ah I love you!" Now I'm curious, what movie is it? It has my name in it? I look back as I open my door and disappear behind it.

I just chuckle at it, as I take a swig of water, head towards my bag for my concentrated lemon (I need it, because people just don't have lemon lying around). While I'm there putting some in my water, I lay out some dress clothes, a suit jacket, pair of khakis, and some dockers dress shoes. I think, I'll be nice and take Katie out for a late dinner, if she's up for it, I think to myself as I head towards the bathroom for a shower.

After a quick shower, I get out and dry off, then I headed towards the main room to dress. I get dried off, and head towards Katie's door. As I approach the door, I can hear commotion, and deep breathing coming through the door, I guess she's awake after all, sounds like exercises or something, I think as I try to figure out something quick to pull on her.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

"Yea, ah, yea who is it?" I hear Kate moving around, towards the door.

"Housekeeping," I say I a squeaky little voice.

"What at," I'm guessing, she's looking at a clock, "2115, you're going to cle...," she stops as she opens the door.

Kate is completely, but hotly, disheveled, her beautiful usually up kept sliky-smooth black hair is matted with sweat against her face. Her, usually pristine, makeup is now running a little. All it looks like that she's wearing, is a little black nightie, and a white hotel robe opened. She looks exhausted, it looks like she's ran a marathon, I say to myself, I guess the jet lag hit her hard, too. 

"A..., Ad..., Aden," she looks at me with a surprise and embarrassed look, "uh, w..., what..., what are you doing here?" Not trying to cover herself.

"I was wondering if you want to grab a late dinner with me, if you felt like it?" I say, not trying to notice her disheveled, and half naked appearance.

"I..., I would love too, I'm starving myself," looking little less embarrassed.

"Great," I say, as I ask, "by the way, what movie, were you watching?"

"Hmm, what?" Not really following what I said, "what movie?" Not really sure where I was going with it either.

"Oh, about let's say," looking at my watch, "45 minutes or so, ago. I went to the (high priced) vending machine to get a water, before my shower, and I heard what sounded like a sex scene in a movie. I heard a female, in the movie, scream like something like, 'I love you Aden' or something?"

Kate turned pale, it looked like she was going to vomit, faint, or both at the same time. She just stood there, from what it seemed like 30 seconds not saying anything. When she tired to speak, she just couldn't get anything out eligible. It was about a half of dozen times, until she was able to get something together, "I..., I..., I.., uh, d..., don..., don't..., re..., rem..., remember, t..., the n..., nam..., name o..., of the mov..., movie, a..., ad..., Aden," she says stuttering.

"Okay no problem, I was just curious," looking at Kate, "are you sure you're okay? You're looking very pale Katie, if you need to, we can skip dinner and I'll take you to the emergency room." I'm genuinely worried, she is really looking pale. 

"I..., I'll..., b..., be, fi..., fine," still stuttering, but then she takes a deep breath, to regain some of her composure,"let go and take a sho..., shower and get re..., ready."

Still looking a little pale, but her color is starting to come back now, I was worried she was sick or something, I think to myself, with a big grin on my face with a soft voice, "sure take you time, no rush, we have all night, just knock in my door when you're ready to leave, okay." 

As soon as I finish, she slammed the door in my face, I hope she's not mad at me, for something that I did. 

22.

I look at my watch, it's almost 2230. She was really pale, I hope she's okay, I say to myself, as I'm watching the Monday night baseball game of the week on ESPN, just wasting time as Kate gets ready. 

At 2243, KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!! comes from my door, must be Kate, I say to myself, as I turn off the TV, straighten myself up, and head for the door. As I open the door up, all I can think about is, well it looks like she's feeling better, and I feel completely underdress, as I look at Kate. 

Kate is beyond stunning beautiful tonight, she could make supermodels jealous of her tonight with what she's wearing. Her usually straight black, just below the shoulder length, silky-smooth hair is tonight lightly curled, her soul piercing green eyes have a touch of black eye shadow that just makes them pop out even more, than usual. Her tastefully delicious lips have a dark red eye popping lipstick. She's wearing a little black dress, that leaves nothing to hide, it shows off her enormous bust perfectly, it hugs her hourglass hips snugly coming down several inches above the knee. Her olive skin color legs, are so smooth that its looks like the hair has been remove by laser treatment. Finishing off the assemblé is a pair of 4 1/2 inch black strapped stilettos. 

Um, what can I say, she looks amazing, I think to myself, as I stutter out, "w..., wow it, se..., seems, th..., that you..., you're fe..., feeling be..., better k..., ka..., Katie."

"I am," she says as she spins around, I can see her delicious apple bottom booty, "and thanks for waiting. I decided to put something nice on."

Nice!! This is what she calls nice!! I yell at myself, as I take a deep breath, to collect myself, "you look outstanding," I say as she blushes, and I look down at myself, "I should change, I don't think..."

"No,"" she interrupts, as she looks me up and down, "actually you look good enough to eat," as she seductively licks her dark red color lips.

I become aroused as she does this, my 'boy' is starting to rise, and he wants to come out and say hi, "um," trying to curve the conversation, "talk about eating, I'm famished, you? Lets go."

23.

After I have regain my composure, we make out way to the elevator. As we do, Kate is getting plenty of stares, from men and women alike. The women look jealous, I bet they couldn't look this good, I say to myself, as make our way down the hallway, and to the elevator. Once we got there, we had to wait at the elevator, and we also saw some men coming down from the other hallway, they were what I would call, undesirables and they were approaching Kate.

"Hey, hot stuff, come play with us," one of these men says, as they are walking towards us.

Kate turns to them, "I'm taken, if I play it will only be with this man here," as she wraps her arm around mine. I was going to keep my mouth shut, she'll handle this herself, she doesn't need me to step up, yet.

"Come on, sweetie, we'll show you a good time," another one of these undesirables say, reaching into his pocket, "we have plenty of money," pulling out a small wad of small bills, "how much is 'Junior' paying you for the night?"

Junior, really!? I say to myself, getting a little annoyed, now.

Kate looks at me, and can see that, too, "There isn't enough money in the world, that you could give me to leave this 'man', for you 'kids' (even though they are older than me), as she flashes a smirk at them. The 'kids' are still coming towards us, and now they are not happy. She turns back to me, "so my 'man', Aden," striking up a conversation with me, brushing her hair back from around her face, trying to let the undesirables know that their, back and fourth is now over with, "where are we..."

The undesirables are standing right behind us now, and in the distance I see other people approaching us now, "Hey, listen hear bitch," one of the undesirables yells, as he reaches out his hand to grab Kate's shoulder as to spin her around.

But before he can actually touch Kate, I stop his hand, "okay man, it's time to back off," trying to be nice, while pushing his hand away, "you don't want this to lead where it's going," as I point to the other people who are approaching us, "the lady said she's taken, ...so leave."

It seems like they are finally getting it through their 'liquor haze', and they walk off, "Damn, bitch," as they continue to walk away, "I was going to give her the fucking of a lifetime, that she wasn't going to forget." As they head off towards their rooms.

DING! The elevator finally has arrived and has opened, and we make our way into it. As we are, I turn around angle give the people that were coming to help if anything was going to happen a nod and a silent 'thank you' as the door close. When we get in the elevator, Kate wraps herself around my arm, kisses me on the cheek, and whispers, "Thank you," in my ear, as we descend in the elevator.

The elevator stops and we make our way to the rental car. As we do, we are still getting plenty of jealous looks, from men and women. Men jealous that I have this angel beside me, and we are heading out for the night. And the women are jealous, because they know that they could never look as good as she is right now.

"We'll, that was interesting at the elevator, " she says as we make our way through the parking lot, "some people can be so freakin' rude, and disgusting, y'know?" As she opens the passenger side door, and gets the car.

"I know, but," as I open my door and ge in, also, "when you look like, an angel in a black dress," looking at her, and I can see some creamy thighs, from the dress riding up her legs, "you make supermodels jealous, or they want you, too." I say matter-of-factly.

She has a look of adoration on her face, and arousal in her sharp green eyes, "thank you for the compliment, Aden," starting to blush a little, as I start the rental car, and in a whisper barely above the starting of the car, "for you and only you."

"You are welcome, Katie," she looks at me with love in her eyes, and since I couldn't make out what was said, "what was that after 'thank you', that's all I heard?" I look at her, with an unsure look.

Her face turns a little disappointed, "I said...," she starts, "actually, you know what," she looks at me and flashes a smile, "I'll tell you another day."

Unsure, and a little confused, "okay," I smile at her, too, "whatever you say, Katie."

She flashes her million dollar smile, "so, Aden, where we off to?"

As I pull out of the parking lot, and on to the main road, "I have no clue," I start, "y'know what, why don't you decide."

She smiles, "okay, um" looks around to decide, "lets go...,"






Kate and I Ch. 24-29



First off I like to thank the editor sexnovella for proofreading my scrap here, without them this scarp was junk and now on to this part if the story:

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24.

Over the last three weeks, Kate and I have been putting in 16 to 20 hour days, and we have needed a day where we could 'put our hair down'. These three weeks, have been less than fun or exciting, from spending basically all the time in the office. Going over every contract that the South eastern Division has done in the past 7 years, to going over employee records and reviews. We have been trying to find any 'weak links' in our 'chain' and either helping them or getting rid of them. It hasn't been easy either, but the good thing is that the South eastern Division doesn't seem to have any 'weak links' (or at least I can see, yet). Since Asheville is a college town, it doesn't seem like any better other place to 'let out hair down' at, and with Kate deciding, it might be interesting.

As with most college towns like Asheville, it has plenty of bars and dance clubs to choose from. At about 2345, Kate has decided on a place we would be going, the club is called Xavier's. It's a typical college club, bunch if stunningly beautiful women dressed to the nines, trying to impress their latest conquest. And men dressed to the nines, trying to land their next notch in their belt.

The main floor if the club was the dance area, and the second floor was here there was a sort if restaurant where you could order some food, sit and eat. And in the 'restaurant' area there was a number of couches, where couples would make out and 'get to know' one another. And of course throughout the club there were number of bars that somebody could order a drink from.

It must have been 'little black dress night' or something, because, nine out of ten, of those stunningly beautiful women were wearing one, most of them much shorter than Kate's, but not one of them could match who whole look that she had. From her olive tan skin, her soul piercing green eyes, enormous set of breast, her hourglass figure, and her long silky-smooth legs every one of those women had something but not the whole package, like she did.

When we walked in the club, we got looks from men and women. Kate decided to wrap her arm around mine to let everybody know that she was with me that night. Every time we past somebody they looked at us, some just glance and went back to what they were doing, and someone the other hand kept glancing and some were actually staring at us.

The club was loud and packed. The music was some techno fast pace loud music, and everyone was on the floor trying to get hooked up, but we weaved our way up stairs and into one of the booths, "wow," Kate says, "it's Monday night almost midnight and the place is packed!" Almost screaming to get over the music in the background.

"Have you ever been on a college campus?!" I scream, too.

"Not really, why?" Still yelling, as she brushes her beautiful curly hair away from her face.

"The clubs on a campus are..!" Yelling, as the music has finally eased up, as I lower my tone, "they are always packed, and it doesn't matter what day it is it anything," I'm now talking in my normal voice.

"Oh, that makes sense, I was wondering later...," Kate starts to ask, as a waitress approaches us.

"Hello," in a very cheery voice the waitress say, "what can I get you?" In a southern accent.

"Um," looking at the menu, not really sure, "do you have any lemon?"

The waitress looks at me with a confused look, "yes, we do."

"K," as I'm looking at her, "I take lemon water please."

"Okay," jotting it down on her notepad, "and for you sweetie."

"I'll have something simple," as she looks at me with a sarcastic look, "I'll just take a Dr Pepper, please."

"Okay," as she writes it down, too," will you guys be eating?"

"Yes," we say in unison.

Still in her cheery mode, "okay, I'll be back to take your orders."

We both give her an appreciative nod, as the music starts up and she walks away. Kate gives me a sarcastic shake of the head.

"What?!" I say jokingly not know what she's shaking her head at me for, "I just wanted to check, some places don't have any lemon you know!" As she continues to shake her head.

We start looking at the menu, and a few minutes later it looks like Kate has decided, while I'm still trying to decide, let's see cheeseburger with fries probably, but wait they have spicy chicken sandwich, or what about the club sandwich..., as I hear somebody approach the table but I'm not paying attention.

"So, have you decided yet?" The waitress starts to asks, as the music is still going on.

"I have," Kate starts first, "but I don't think he has, I start then we can interrupt him. First off, she the club platter sandwich any good?" Asking the waitress.

"Oh yes," it's especially good with the seasoned fries," the waitress, more or less yells.

"That's sounds awesome!" As the eighteen year old surfaces again.

"Okay," as she writes in on her notepad, "honey, what can I get you, honey?"

That spicy chicken sandwich sounds really good, but I always like a good burger I don..., "oh!" I yelp as somebody has kicked me from under the table, "what the hell...?" As I look up at Kate, who shrugs over to the waitress, what was she talking to me, the waitress just stands there patiently, "oh sorry, what? Duh order right," as I look back over to Kate and back over to the waitress, "um, I'll take," as I look back over the menu, "a double cheeseburger and a seasoned fry, no tomato please." I say sweetly and loudly.

"Okay, honey," writing it down, too, "it'll be out ASAP." And with that she turns around and walks away.

The whole time as the waitress disappears into the crowd, Kate is just shaking her head at me, "what?" I ask, as she continues to shake her head, "what?!" I strain, and this puts a smile across her face, as well as mine.

Laughing to herself, "what's wrong, Aden, forgot why we are in here or something?" As she flashes that million dollar smile again.

"Something like that," I say, as I'm leaning I over the table as to whisper something to her, "to be honest, I wasn't paying attention, I could decide between the spicy chicken and the burger," I say almost embarrassed.

25.

Kate just gives me a sarcastic shake of her head, and all we can do is laugh at me. After we had stopped laughing, we just sat there looking at each other not really saying anything, just enjoying each other's company.

Outside of work, we really haven't spent any time together, other than that morning we had when I first got the promotion when we went to that 24/7 place to grab some food, after we had moved into the new office. I say to myself, as I'm looking at Katie, she's stunning tonight, what am I talking about, she's always gorgeous. Would she go out with me, or is this just a thing she's doing because I'm her boss. I could ask her, but as I told Mr Spencer weeks ago in my office, I don't want to ruin the relationship that we have now. But it could turn into something better could it not?

"Kate, I was wondering...," I start but the waitress returns with our food.

"Here you go, honey," as she places a plate of food in front of me, double cheeseburger without tomato and seasoned fries, and for you, sweetie," as she puts a plate of food in front of Kate, "a club sandwich with seasoned fries, too," then she takes a step back away from the table, "enjoy, and if you need anything," as she looks at us, "I'll be happy to get you." As she happily chimes.

"Thank you," we say in unison, and also give her an appreciative nod, as the music starts up again. She returns the nod, turns around, and walks off to other customers.

26.

As Kate and I are eating, we notice that the crowd is getting a little tipsy. This is causing them to become more aggressive and brave with the opposite sex. The men are starting to make their moves on some of the women, and some of these women are taking some of the men upstairs to get more 'comfortable' on the couches.

It was close to 0100 when we had finished eating. We were just enjoying ourselves with each other's company. We were mainly talking about the couples hooking up and either heading to a hotel or towards somebody's dorm room. Kate headed towards the restroom about 0110, but before she did, she said something outrageously funny that had me face down on the table laughing hysterically.

As I was face down on the table, I heard somebody approach, "Katie, that wasn't...," I say as I look up, "um, you're not Katie."

"You're right, but I can be for you, sexy," says this amazon of a woman as she looks me in the eyes with some sharp blue eyes, and in a sultry, seductive voice, "I'm Sarah, actually."

This woman is sexy as hell, she's probably 5'11", but I can't really tell l, because of a set of 6 inch black stilettos that are wrapped around her feet. Attach to these feet are a pair of perfectly toned legs that seemed to go on forever. Her hourglass figure is wrapped in an indecently short little black dress that barely covers down to her mound. She's trying to show some cleavage, but to no avail. She has hardly anything to show off. Her blonde curly hair comes down to her shoulders, her face is done in slutty makeup, and her lips are what people call blowjob lips.

Outside of Katie, this maybe the sexist creature that I have laid eyes upon, I think to myself, as I look at this sexy woman, this woman oozes sexy and she knows it (she's sexy and she knows it).

She gracefully sits down and crosses her legs, and I can easily see a lot of creamy thighs, the way she's presenting herself, it looks like she's going to pounce on me, "so, sexy," she starts, as she brushes her hair away from her face, and looks me right in the eyes with her sharp blue eyes. And in a sexy, sultry, and seductive voice, "I saw you with that pretty little 'girl'," talking about Katie in a condescending manner, "and I was wondering if you would like a 'woman' instead, tonight? See, I'm looking for somebody to scratch an itch that I have," see looks at me like a wounded puppy, "I've tried 'everything' to get rid of it, and I just can't reach it. I need some 'help'. She uncrosses her legs to show a panty less covered mound, shaved, with a perfect and tasty slit that's glistening, "see and you are the only 'man' here that can 'help' me. These 'boys'," as she points around to some couples that are necking on the couches, "can't 'help' me." Then, she spreads her legs even more giving me a better view...

27.

Let's eat, my brain (little 'b' for little brain) speaks, and stops the proceedings.

No we are here with Kate; my Real Brain (big 'B' for the real brain) speaks.

I mean look at her, come on you know Aden wants her, you know she wants Aden, brain speaks.

This is a class A slut, Brain says.

And? brain asks almost rhetorically to Brain.

And, we know Aden, Brain starts to brain, he doesn't like overly slutty women, brain says matter-of-factly.

But, look at her. No, actually, I mean look at her 'kitty' doesn't it look yummy, and we both know that he loves some tasty 'kitty', brain says matter-of-factly.

Yes, he does, Brain starts, but we both know that this isn't the tasty 'kitty' that he and we want. Don't you want some Katie 'kitty' and not slutty 'kitty'?

True, brain starts, but when is the last time we and Aden had any 'kitty'?

...um..., Brain thinks.

Exactly, it's been so long, I can't even remember, and hell I keep score, too! brain interrupts brain.

But, isn't the wait worth it with Kate's 'kitty'? Brain asks brain.

...um, brain starts, maybe if Aden can figure it out and is willing to go for it. Otherwise I'm wilting away down here!

Hopefully, Brain tells brain, that he'll figure it. But we both know that he's uncomfortable with the ladies. Hell he was the star quarterback and he hardly ever got any. Even though there were times that we both agreed that he should, and most of those chicks were hot? But he just didn't, he couldn't explain it to me, either. I say that he's waiting for the 'one' and Miss Slutty Kitty is not, brain?

Okay, okay, brain surrenders, you win again, I'll go away for now, but I'll return with a vengeance one day, brain! As brain returns to his normal self.

As usual, Brain just shrugs his shoulders, one day we, all three, will agree. Now let's return to the regular schedule programming.

28.

"Well," as I adjust myself in my seat, "Sarah, that 'girl' that you saw, we are together, right now. I'm sorry but I will not 'help' you, sorry," I say with a casual attitude.

Showing her puppy dog eyes, "are you sure?" As she spreads her legs even further apart, causing the 'kitty' to spread open a little.

"Yes," I look directly in her blue eyes, "if I was alone, I would gladly 'help' you for hours at a time, with the 'itch', but like I said I'm here with somebody."

"Well," as she begins to close her legs, "going once," close a little more, "going twice," a little more, "and not taken," as she completely close her legs, crosses them again, and gives me a puppy look.

"Well," as she gets up from the table, "since, you're not interested. I'll go somewhere else and get some 'help'; she turns on her sin inch stilettos, and starts to sultry walks off. As she does, all I can do is throw my head back, chuckle, and watch her walk towards her next 'helper'.

29.

My head is thrown back, and I'm not really paying attention to anything, until I hear somebody walk up to the table. Trying to give this person a not interested vibe, "Is this seat taken?" I hear a female speak.

I turn my head towards the voice, as I do, who is it n..., I think as I make eye contact with Kate, "yes, but I'll make an exception for an angel like you," I smile as she sits down.

She blushes at the 'angel' comment, "so, Aden," as she glances over to where Sarah is headed, "who's that?"

"That was Sarah, she tried to get me to 'help' her, but I declined," I say nonchalantly. Sarah has found her next 'helper' and sits down with him.

"Why didn't you, she's hot," Kate responds causally.

"Yes, she is," I start, "but...," as I look over to where Sarah is now seating.

"Why is she spreading her le...," Kate interrupts, as she watches Sarah make her plea to the new guy, "wow, she's completely bare, in public!!" Kate is shocked and stunned.

"... as you can see, Katie," as I look over towards Sarah who is making her presentation, and back at Kate, "she's also a grade A slut, too," I say matter-of-factly, as I sip my lemon-water.

We see the guy, basically, drooling at Sarah's presentation. We look at each other, all I can do is shake my head, and Kate is still speechless. The music starts up and Kate mouths to me "did she," I nod back and mouth "yes," and Kate Mouths back "wow, just wow".

Kate and I are trying to have a conversation through the loud music, and every once and a while, we glance over to where Sarah and the guy are. We are curious on where this was going. Within 10 minutes of Sarah seating down, her and the guy were out of the door. Kate and I start laughing hysterically as they leave. 



Kate and I Ch. 30-31



30.

It was around 0130, and Kate and I were sitting and enjoying the music, and generally wasting time. A new song started playing, a slow but it still had a beat. I notice Kate, she brushed her hair behind one of her ears l, and looks towards the dance floor, as I do, too. We notice several couplings, arms wrapped around each other and dancing to the song. I look back at Kate, who has not looked around to me yet, I know we aren't technically a couple, I think to myself, but I have an idea, as I smile to myself.

I jump (slowly, y'know arrow to the knees) to my feet, walk around the table to her side, and tap her on the shoulder. She turns in my direction, brushes her hair from her face, flashes one of her million dollar smiles, and looks directly in my eyes. I extend my hand and I motion her to take it. She gives a warm yet confused look, not knowing what I was doing.

But anyway, she still takes my hand. I help her to her feet, which are still wrapped in those 4 1/2 inch stilettos, then we head down towards the dance floor. I look at her, she has this enthusiastic look, and we make our way down the stairs towards the floor. And just like when Kate and I were making out way up to the restaurant area, we are getting plenty of stares from both sexes.

Kate and I reach the dance floor and we start to move with the beat (not really dancing). We have our hands wrapped around each other and have placed our heads on the other's shoulders. If I was paying attention to other things, execpt for holding her, I would have noticed her steel harden nipples poking through her black dress against my chest, but I wasn't, this feels right, not thinking of her scantily clad steel harden nipples, just us, together like this, feeling like nobody else is in the world, just like this.

The song starts to wine down, I give Kate a quick hug and I let go of her, but she doesn't let me go. She's still holding me, tighter than when the song was playing. I tried to pull away, but when I did her grip becomes tighter. Not wanting her to feel rejected, I just stayed there wrapped in her arms, then the next song starts.

The next song was an uppity pop song, and I whisper in her ear, "not as romantic as the previous one is it?" I start to chuckle, as I pull away from her.

Letting go of me, "yea, I..., I guess it is," she replies disheartened, as she pulls away and takes a step back. Her face has not risen up yet, and her lightly curled hair has fallen down around her hair.

"What's wrong, Katie?" I ask concerned, as I reach through her hair, and place my hand upon her cheek.

As I do, Kate places her hand upon mine, and squeezes lightly, "it..., it's nothing," she looks up at me, with tears in her eyes, but with a look of adoration on her face, "I'm just content, that's all."

I give her a quick puzzled look, why is she contented, and then I smile, as she returns it, "okay, it's," looking at me watch," 0145, and we have a meeting tomorrow with that customer that I didn't make it to yesterday, and I also have that dinner with Donnie."

"Yes," she replies, as her face changes to her normal expression, "you're right, do you remember the time of the meeting, Aden?"

"If I'm not mistaken," not really sure, "I think it starts at 1000. I'll check when we get back to the hotel."

"K," she chirps back, "so you ready?"

"I am if you are," I respond.

"...," not saying anything, she just looks at me with those soul piercing green eyes, then speaks, "yes, yes I am," she flashes her million dollar smile.

31.

Kate and I arrived back at the hotel at 0215. Except for the receptionist, the place was completely empty, and this made the trip upstairs easy. When we reach our rooms I turned to Kate, "Katie, I'm planning on leaving here at the latest 0900."

"Yes, boss," she looks at me, "just knock when you're ready to leave, I'll be waiting for you."

"Well then, Katie goodnight and see ya in a couple of hours," I say as I open the door to my room.

"Aden," she wants to say something, "I..., I wanted to thank you for a great time tonight, I really had fun," she flashes I smile, it looked like she wanted to say something else but didn't.

"You're very welcome, Katie, 'night," I say as she disappears behind her door.

I head into my room, also. I start to undress and get ready for bed, it was nice, wasn't, I say to myself, as I undress, Kate and I should do this more often shouldn't we, I finish undressing and put on my sleep wear. I set my alarm in my phone for 0730, never been to Anon Industries need to make a good impression, I get in bed and I'm out in a few minutes. 



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32. 

Got to turn off, as I roll over to my phone, reach for my phone, must...turn...off, finally, thank God, quiet. I sit up on the side of my bed, and gather my thoughts before I get up. I get up, throw on a shirt, grab a couple dollars and head for the vending machine again for another expensive bottle of water.

I head out the door and down the hall, this time; I don't hear any strange noises coming from Kate's room. I make it to the vending machine, damn you smart people for bottling water, I say to myself as I purchase one, wish I could go back in time and do this, before they could, walking back to my room. I hear movement coming from her room now, as I open my door and disappear behind it.

Open the water; take a swig from it, then pour some lemon juice in it. It gets me up in the morning, the bitter taste is awesome (no coffee, bitter taste is nasty). Strip down to nothing and head for the bathroom to do the morning Ss' (you know shave, shower, and the other one). Get smelling good, and feeling fresh and clean. Get out and dry off and head for my suitcase and suit bag. I decided in a simple black suit and pants with a pinstripe black and gray tie, with a white shirt. Nothing fancy, but enough to hopefully make a good impression in Anon.

Since, it's only 0810; I turn on the TV just to see if anything was really news breaking. Nothing but puppies and food, wow really? Thinking to myself, why put puppies in morning shows?

0830 rolls around, aww, puppies they're so cute! I don't want to turn off puppies! I force myself to flip it off and get out of the room, damn you morning shows and your puppies, damn you, as I head out the door and across the hallway.

I come out of the room, and I hear the same me news program in Kate's TV, too, must be the puppies, as I knock. When I do the TV turns off and I hear Kate approach the door, and it opens.

She opens up the door and looks at me, "morning Aden, ready?"

"Yes," I reply, "were you watching the puppies?"

"Yes?" Kate says with a curious smile, as we head down the hall to the elevator, "how do you know about the puppies?"

I chuckle, "because, I was watching it, too."

"They're so cute, aren't they," Kate says sweetly.

"Yes, they are," I start, "at first I was like, 'what the hell puppies in a news program', the 10 minutes later. I was like, aww, aww," DING! The elevator doors open and we head in and make our way down.

We laugh l as we had down in the elevator, to the main floor, and towards the rental car. As we are making our way, I notice just how stunning Kate is today. Her usual silky-smooth, just below the shoulder length, straight black hair is today in a ponytail. Her makeup is business like, some blush and eye shadow, and light lipstick. She's wearing a black business jacket with a blue shirt with two buttons undone showing some cleavage, and black suit pants with 2 inch pumps to finish it off.

If I'm not mistaken, thinking, as we make to the car, and she open her door, it's the first time that she's worn suit pants, it's usually skirts, as I get in, and start up the car l, or least that I've remember, as finally say, "okay, where are we going, Ms. Navigator?" As I look at Kate.

"Anon industries, is," looking at the map, "pretty close actually, we need to go...,"

33.

Kate and I make our way to Anon Industries. Anon is the largest contract the division (Southeastern) has. They make parts for cellphones, and they need somebody to help them market their goods to the cellphone companies (makers) and this would be us, Apex. We have a good relationship, they help us develop business opportunities that would not be open to us without them, and we help them market their goods to the larger cellphone companies that would not be interested in these said goods. We (Apex) like to keep their business happy (you know a happy wife a happy life) and they keep our bank accounts happy. If we didn't, they'd pull out, and these doors would close behind them.

"Well," I start to say, as we pull me to Anon's parking lot, "I couldn't miss it if I wanted, too," I say with a chuckle.

Kate sweeps her hair back from her face and places it behind her left ear, and looks my way with her soul-piercing green eyes, then snaps around and looks back at the building, "wow, larger than what I thought," she chimes in, "I know this place was going to be big, but this is insane!!" As she squeals like an 18 year old.

She's exactly right, I think to myself, as I pull into a visiting parking place. This place is the size of an airport (minus the planes, maybe) three stories, and as long as a football field, and as wide as one, too. It has tractors hauling out loads, almost non-stop.

Holy Hell, I say to myself, this place could hold UCLA practice field and still have the room. "Wow, Kate, I knew this place was going to be big, but...," we get out of the car and head up towards the customer service offices.

Kate follows in tow, behind me, as she interrupts, "If the Bruins need a practice field, on the east coast, this could do in a pinch, you know!"

"...," I stop dead in my tracks, and look back at her, how she knew what I was going to say.

"What?" She looks at me with her beautiful green eyes. I just keep looking at her, I can see her face start to blush now, and "why are you looking at me like that Aden?"

"You are," I start to walk again, towards the doors, "going to have to stop that."

"Stop what, Aden?" She asks completely confused what I was saying.

"That was exactly what I was thinking," I say very casually, as we reached the doors and I open them for her, I notice her blushing as she walks through, then I follow.

34. 

Kate and I walk through the doors of the customer service area of Anon Industries, and we notice 30 something lady sitting at a desk in the middle of the room, I'm guessing the receptionist, I approach her, as she types on her keyboard while staring intently at her computer screen.

She's finally noticed Kate and I as we approach her and she looks up and with a genuine friendly smile, "Welcome to Anon, how can I help you?"

"Hello, Ms.," as I glance at her nameplate on the desk, "Tolliver, my name is," as I reach into my jacket pocket, and pull out my business card," Aden Jones, and I work for Apex international as the coordinator for this area, and I was wondering if Mr. Oliver Anderson had time to see me today, as I am in town for a few meet and greets, I would like to meet, one of the major principal contract holders in the area, as long as it's possible," I say with a big smile, as I lay down my business card and slide it forward.

She looks shocked and surprise, as she picks up the card, and looks at it, and then at me and glances over to Kate, "You're with Apex?" As her look now changes to a stern, unforgiving look.

"Yes," I say, unsure what she means by that, "I'm the Senior Marketing Coordinator for the Southeastern USA, and this is my assistant Kate Martinez, may I ask is there something wrong, I know I came without an appointment?" Asking curiously.

Ms. Tolliver look is a little more pleasant, but still isn't giving any ground on what happening, "No," she starts, "well, yes actually, we haven't seen anybody from your home office in what seems like years."

I'm stunned by this, "really?!" I say shockingly (which was true), "are you saying my company hasn't sent out anybody from Los Angeles to see how you guys are doing in years?"

"Yes,"Ms Tolliver say matter-of-factly, "so Mr. Jones, why are you here?"

"I just wanted to stop by and introduce myself, I was in town at the branch office," say truthfully, why did that question feel like I was in an interrogation or something, "I didn't know any of this until you just told me."

Her face, still a little stern, but has eased up a little, "okay, sorry about coming off a little hard, but we are upset at you guys, we have been trying to contact the Apex home office to no avail, for going on for about 4 years now, and then you show up, so called on the doorstep like nothing has happened," Ms. Tolliver takes a breath, "sorry about that it's been a problem, but I imagine that. Mr. Anderson will be happy to see somebody, please have a seat, and I'll contact him now," as she points over to some chairs, and she looks more at ease now since she gotten that off her chest, and she dials (more than likely) Mr. Anderson's assistant.

As Kate and I sit, we overhear her part of the conversation, "...yea, Anon is here...can you let Mr. Anderson know...yep, through the front door like nothing has happened..., thanks Glen see you in a few bye," she hangs up the phone and looks over to us, "Mr. Anderson will see you in 10 or so minutes, he's finishing a phone conference, with the president of Anon recovery division, and then he'll be glad to meet with you," then she turns back to her computer.

"Thank you," I say, "very much, sorry about all the trouble with my predecessor," apologetically.

She smiles, and looks our way, "no problem, sir, just be prepared to answer some questions, because he's not happy with you guys at the moment," as she smiles, but with a tinge of anger at the corners.

"Well, I'm going to rectify the things that my predecessor did or didn't do," I say confidently with a smile. Then she turns back to what she was doing.

I look at Kate with a 'what the hell' look, and all Kate can do is shrugging her shoulders 'I have no clue'.

35. 

For 5 or so minutes, Kate and I yet sat there not saying anything to each other, trying to figure out what my predecessor or Apex has done to upset one of the biggest principal contracts in this division.

"What the hell...," I start to say, as a what looks to be a child, appears out of nowhere to be standing in front of us now, "lo," as I catch myself.

"Mr. Jones?" the 'boy' asks (kind of), extending his hand, "I'm Glen, Mr. Anderson's assistant."

"Oh," I stand, little surprised, and shake his hand, "hello, Glen, and yes I am Aden Jones, and this is my assistant Kate Martinez."

She stands, flashes her million dollar smile, and shakes his hand also, "hello."

"Uh, um," little nervous it seems now that he's met Kate, "well, please follow me and I'll take you to see Mr. Anderson," he says, as he turns around and walks, and as he does you can see he's a little flushed.

What the hell happened there is all I can think as Glen leads us through some impressive hallways towards where Mr. Anderson's off is.

We finally look as we are finally ending up where our final destination is, damn, no joke this place is huge, I think as I can look out on the floor through a glass panel, and notice probably of hundreds of employees, moving around like busy little bees, coming to and fro. We finally end up at this huge wooden door, that says Vice President of Operations Office, Oliver Anderson, and Glen opens the door and ushers us in quietly.

As we step inside we notice that the office itself looks bigger in the inside than on the outside, Mr. Anderson's office, which is at the end of the room, is blocked by another wooden door, and as we walk to get to the other side of the room, we see a secretary pool consisting of 4 secretaries all busy doing something, either on the phone dealing with people, typing away at letters and memorandums, or making a small dent in the mountain of papers to be filled. The three of us have made it to the large wooden door at the end of the office, and Glen opens said door and steps behind it motioning us to wait as he checks to see if he's ready.

About 45 seconds later Glen appears out from behind the door, "he's ready," he says as he motions us to go with him this time. Behind this door are two different doors, one belongs to Glen very small room, with the basics, and the other one is Mr. Anderson's office, "just knock, and head in, good luck two you both," as he disappears into the ether that he appeared from the first time. Kate and I look over each other to make sure we look presentable. She straightens my tie, flashes me a million dollar reassure smile, and I knock.

I open the door and proceed to step through, and I notice a 60 some year old man sitting behind a large oak desk in the middle of the room, "hello you two must be from Apex, Mr. Jones and Ms. Martinez," he says in a stern voice, as he stands, and extends his hand, "I'm Oliver Anderson, we have some things to discuss," as he flashes a smile.

36. 

Mr. Oliver Anderson, the Vice President of Operations of Anon Industries, the 3rd most important person in this company, makes his home in Asheville. 30 or so years ago, Mr. Anderson decided to open up a branch of his friends company here in Asheville. When he did this Anon was a very small phone making company, cell phones weren't really big back then, but Anon decided to get ahead of the curve by investing in cellphones, and ever since the mid-90s Anon has not looked back.

From everything that Kate and I have heard about Mr. Anderson, that he's a straight shooter, always upfront and completely honest, some people would say that he's blunt. He's a good and fair person, but will not hold anything back either.

Kate and I shake hands with Mr. Anderson (whenever I hear his name I think of Mr. Smith from the Matrix movies 'Mister Anderson') and he motions for us to sit across from him.

As he sits, after motioning us to sit, I can see anger in his eyes. But the rest of his face you can't make out any other emotion. I just don't understand what we (Apex) did to stem so much animosity from a Vice President of a major corporation, that I have never met before (I understand if he's met me that he would hate me, but not before). He leans back in his chair crosses his arms, and looks right at me with those anger filled eyes, "So, Mr. Jones, why are you here? Did your bosses finally decide to send somebody to see me after I've requested a face to face meeting for the past 2 years?!" I can hear the anger in his voice.

"Mr. Anderson, I've came here on my own fruition," I start as I put in my most trustworthy face, that I could muster under the circumstances," I didn't even know the Apex International hasn't been here in over 3 years, I literally found this out from the receptionist, Ms. Tolliver."

"Okay, let's say I believe you at this moment," Mr Anderson starts, "so then, why are you here?"

"Like I said," I feel like I'm repeating myself (I feel like I'm repeating myself), "I came here in my in fruition, to be honest, I wasn't even here to see you," I say this, I can see his face ease up a little, but now he looks confused at the moment, "I was actually here to visit my branch office in Asheville, and we had a couple of days left before I head back to Los Angeles and I wanted to see some of my high value customer and contracts before I headed back. Donald (Donnie) River didn't mention any of this to me."

"Mr. River?" Mr. Anderson asks a rhetorical question, "he's a good guy, but are you telling me that he didn't even mention the issues that we were having with Los Angeles office?"

"Yes, sir," I reply, "he didn't, I don't even think he knows that I'm here, because I haven't told him either, I wanted to do a couple meet and greets without telling him, and then tell him when we have dinner together, to tell him how I think he's been doing to what he needs to correct. But from what it seems I'm the one who's going to need to do some correcting on my part."

"Are you his boss?" He asks.

"Yes, I am," I reply.

"How long have you been in this position, kid?" A little condescending, but still a fair question.

"Um," I say as I look over at Kate, "3 months?" As Kate confirms, "yeah, 3 months."

"...," Mr. Anderson's face has completely frozen, "...you've been in charge for 3 months, and you're already here? The last guy, who was in your position, was I there for 4 years, hell he never even called me at all. How did a, hate to say this, kid get the position?"

"Well," I start, "Mr. Anderson...,"

"Please call me Oliver, if I can call you Aden," Oliver, now, interrupts me. Who has now eased up and is more comfortable with me.

"Sure, Oliver," I smile, then start again, "see, Apex had their audit review, and Mr Verlander and Mr. Spencer led it, basically I impressed Mr. Verlander so he promoted me to this title and position, so I'm not lying when I say I don't know what going on, because I don't," when I said this I got a chuckle from Oliver, and Kate also, "so Oliver, will you explain to me what happened between you guys and us?"

He looks more at ease than he did earlier, I'm guessing he just needed to get it off he's chest, "first off let me apologize for the attitude that I had earlier, it's been annoying to say at least to get ahold of you guys, we have been flying in the dark on some of our contracts, we haven't been able to grow like we have wanted to because of this, and we were going to let the contract expire and then move on to the Lawson Group. They've been after us for years now, but we haven't moved on because of the 5 year contract holding us back, which by the way expires at the end of this year," he throws that end at the end as a reminder, "the thing is we liked Apex in the past, but you guys have gone downhill since, and it's been time for us to move on, there is only two things that have stopped us, one of course is the contract, and the other one has been Donnie."

I'm sitting dumbfounded from what I've heard, okay, let me get this straight they want to expand to a broader customer base, but nobody from Apex at all has been in contact, what the hell was my predecessor doing?

"Oliver, will you excuse my assistant and I for one moment please," I say as I stand up with Kate, who looks at me with a questionable look stands up and follows me to a corner of the room.

"What is it, boss?" Kate says in an almost whisper.

"Kate," whispering myself, "I need you to go back to the branch office, and see what kind of damage that my predecessor did for other companies in the area. I need to see if I can fix these problems, before I head back to Los Angeles, and also find out who this S.O.B is, too."

"Yes, boss, of course," Kate has her serious look on her face, which means she'll find out all the issues, and every dirty little secret, "um, before I leave, what about you?"

"What do you mean?" Not really sure what's she asking.

"If I leave, who's going to take you back to the hotel?" Kate says with weariness in her voice.

"Oh, um," damn didn't even think about that, thank God for her, I say to myself, "I'll either call you, or take a taxi."

"Please, bosses," Kate looks at me with those green soul-piercing eyes, "call me."

I crack a smile, "yes, ma'am."

She blushes, gives me seductive look, and then heads out of Oliver's office, and down the hallway, clicking low pumps as she goes.

She's just a..., as I interpret my own thought, and return to the chair. As I sit I glance over to Kate's now empty chair, and I feel a little empty inside.

"Sorry, about the Oliver, I sent my assistant back to the branch office, I need more information on this horrible infraction that my company made," I look directly into his eyes, and with my most confident expression, "I'm going to fix this, and by the end of the conversation you'll be wanting to redo this agreement, that Apex and Anon have, and you'll completely forget about the Lawson Group."

"...Okay," still unsure Oliver expresses.

"See here's what's going to happen..."

37.

"...and you see Oliver, this is the plan," as I have finished my speech, damn that took forever, as I look at a wall clock above Oliver, "so what do you think?"

Oliver just chuckles, and shakes his head, "...are you sure you can pull this off?"

"Well," I lean back in my chair," if I don't I won't be I this position for long," I say sarcastically, which Oliver responds with another chuckle," to be serious, I don't know, but I know somebody over there who owes me a couple favors, and plus you said you want to expand to other cellphone makers, so why not go after the head of the class when it comes to cellphones, in general."




Kate and I Ch. 32-38



"If you pull this off, before the end of the year I will renegotiate this agreement," he makes a suggestion to a blank piece of paper, but he means the contract, "but not until I see a finalize contract, or agreement in my hands, in oh," looking at a calendar, "six months, and if it isn't I'm taking my business to the Lawson Group."

"It's a deal then Oliver," I reach out my hand, and he responds. We shake hands, "and listen this is my," reaching into my jacket pocket, grabbing a business card, "card, it has all my numbers where you can contact me at, any question or problems please call me, if you can't get ahold of me, you'll get my assistant Kate, and she'll order me to contact you," I say with a smirk.

"Order?" Oliver curiously asks.

"Yes," I smile as he walks me to his office door, "sometimes she tells me things when I start to get bogged down in monisha," I smile with a chuckle.

Oliver looks at me with a puzzled expression, "sometimes when you bring her up, it almost seems like you two are married or something," he starts to laugh.

I feel my face redden, and I force a chuckle through the shock on my face, we shake hands, said our goodbyes and I leave.

As I exit the building, and head towards the parking lot, where the rental car sits, I start to think on what he said, well we aren't married per say but we do have a close personal relationship don't we, as I smile to myself and heads towards the car. I walk up to the vehicle, and try to open the door.

BAAH, BAAH, WAA, WAA!!! The car goes crazy, what the...! I just stare at the car freeze, oh shit, this isn't the rental is it, and up straight and look to see if anybody saw that, and then I back away from the car slowly, and burst out in laughter.

After I've finished acting like an idiot, I call Kate.

"Hello, boss," sounding like she just ran a marathon, also a little seductive, too.

"You okay, Katie," I ask.

"Everything's perfect, boss," she says sultry, "I'm just finishing up something at the hotel. I finished early on what you wanted, so I went back to hotel."

"What thin..., actually never mind," not wanting to pry, "I'm done with the meeting, any chance you can swing by and pick me up?"

"I would love to, boss," Kate says with emphasis on the love, "give me 30 minutes to take a shower and freshen up."

"Okay...," I start to wonder, what was she doing, "no rush."

"Yes, boss," I hear her smile from across the phone, "want to dress up, or just throw something in to pick you up?"

What kind of question is that, "Um, just throw something on, we have things to figure out from the info that you grabbed."

"Okay then, bye, boss," as Kate waits for my response.

"Bye, bye, Katie," and I hang up.

38. 

25 minutes later, the right rental pulls up, with Kate driving; after she stops she waves me over. I make my way over and notice that she's changed clothes into a more plain look, but that still doesn't hide her beauty.

As I open the door I look over to her, even in plain clothes she looks amazing, I look her over. She's wearing a pair of blue jeans that look like they have been painted on, and a UCLA Bruins tee shirt, that has a split in the middle about 3 inches that shows her cleavage. And last but not least she's has a pair of strapped sandals, and her hair is back to her normal wavy look. Hardly no makeup either just her olive skins tone with a little lipstick.

"So," I say in a playful tone, "just threw something I didn't you?"

"Oh, this," she responds playfully, "yep just threw it on to pick you up, Aden."

"Uh huh," I smile, and shake my head.

She breaks into one of her million dollar smiles, "I was wondering, what are you doing after dinner with Donnie?"

"I don't know," I say honestly, "why?"

"Well, because that Monday night I really had fun, and I was wondering if you wanted to go out again with me?" Kate asks straight out no hesitation.

"Actually, nothing yet," I think out loud, "so okay, if everything works out with everything, it's a date," I say not really meaning a 'date' date.

Kate blushes, and flashes a smile, "sounds like fun."

"What time is it?" Trying to change the subject a little," Kate brushes her back around one of her ears, "1413, and dinner with Donnie is at 1800."

"Good, enough time for us to go back to the hotel, and go through some of the paperwork that you brought, from the branch office," I say, "by the way, how did it go?"

"With gathering the info, or going through it?" Kate asks, as she puts up the car in gear to start back to the hotel.

"Both," I say.

"Well gathering the info was easy, when I went back, to the office; Donnie happily gave me the info. But he told me, to hold it not against him though."

"What does that mean Katie?" I ask curiously.

"Let's just say, boss," I looking at the road, so I can't get a read on her, "it interesting, and I can't give it justice, in conversation without you reading it. But I will say this about Donnie, I feel sorry for him for the last 4 years."

"...," I look out the windshield, getting a little hot by this, "damn it, what the hell happened, before I got this position?"

"Like I said boss," she loses her the smile that she had, and with a more serious tone, "you need to read it."



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39. 

The ride to the hotel was interesting. From the part of me fuming, to me checking her out on the ride back. I was still hot from what she told me, even though she never said anything, I know that after I read it wasn't going to be good to say the least. After a few minutes I've calmed down, and now I was just checking her out, I would steal a glance, and Kate would catch me, and smile, and I would turn away in embarrassment, and she would shake her head very slightly. This process would happen a few minutes and then a few minutes later. This happened a few times before we made it back to the hotel.

From us parking to going up the elevator to our doors nothing else happened. I told Kate, I wanted to get comfortable and then we'll meet and my room with the information, and we'll go over together. She flashes her million dollar smile and disappears behind her door. I open mine and disappear behind it, too.

Whew, I say to myself, as I start to remove parts of the suit, to get confront able, dammit Katie what are you doing to me, girl. We are boss and assistant, these things never work out as you want them to, as I remove the last part of clothing, that I'm taking off. This leaves me down to a white undershirt, and a pair slacks.

I sit down and wait for her to show up, hell why I'm waiting I'll flip on the TV, by the way where the hell is the remote, as I start searching the couch for it, okay I had it when I was watching the puppies...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!

"Yeah?!" I say loudly, while I'm looking for the remote.

"It's me, boss!" A female voice responds back.

"Yeah, Kate," I say, "door's open!" as I'm still searching for the remote.

The door opens, and Kate walks through carrying one large cardboard crate, "boss, what are you doing?" She sees me looking for the remote.

"Trying to find that damn remote," I say as I have flipped the seat cushions over, and running my hands under the couch.

"Are you talking about the remote that's sitting on the little stand beside the couch?" She motions with her head, as her hands are full.

"How...," I say, "I swear to God it wasn't sitting there 3 minutes ago," as I see it, and start to put the couch back to together.

"Where do you want it, boss," Kate asks, still holding the crate.

"Let's do it on the table," what did I just say, as Kate looks at me curiously, "um, just place the box on the table it'll be fine," trying save what I was saying.

"Uh hmm," Kate smiles sultry, as she places the box on the table, "I'll be back with the other one," as she heads out the door, and back to her room.

"Huh?" I said as I get up and walk towards the crate that's on the table, "another box?" as I open it up, and start looking at the contents of said box, "damn this thing is full," As Kate renters the room with an identical crate, and looks just as full as the way she's carrying it. She places it on the table and sits down, I open the other crate, look through it, and shot her a look, "what the hell, I said, just info on my predecessor, and the complaints," I ask not angry, but maybe she misunderstood me.

She reaches into one of the crates, and pulls out a single manila folder, handing it to me, "this is all the information that is available on him, and the rest are complaints," she says as she hands me my predecessor folder.

"Holy shit...," my mouth drops, "are you saying that all of these are complaints? I thought all these were just the companies in the area," I start thumbing through some of the names, "oh my God! JL, FEI, Bakersfield Bakery, and more, all these are complaints?"

"Yep," is all Kate says.

"What the hell has...," as I open up my predecessor's folder, "this..," as I look at the name," ...oh that's a problem."

"Yes."

40. 

My predecessor's folder is only 4 pages front and back. It doesn't say a lot about what happen, that he was unceremoniously terminated, in June, for illicit unsanctioned activities going back over the complete 4 years of his term as the Senior Coordinator for the Southeastern Division of USA. It also tells how he got the job, with no experience in any field that involves marketing or sales. And plus it also shows his name, Franklin (Frankie) Spencer...

"So," I start, "Mr. Spencer's son was in charge of this Division?" I ask the now rhetorical question.

"Yes for the 4 years," Kate bites her bottom lip, "and during those 4 years, he almost ran the whole division into the ground."

"Do you know what, 'unceremoniously terminated for illicit unsanctioned activities' means?" I ask.

"Well, in this folder," she says, as she pulls out another folder, and hands it to me, "is some interesting traveling information, from his time as the SCSD (from now on this stands for Senior Coordinator for the Southeastern Division for the USA)."

I start reading through the list, ...Chicago four times, Hawaii seven times, Seattle 5 times, Green Bay 3 times..., really Green Bay? New York 8 times, okay what the hell, all he did was travel, and not to a single place that's in the division," I stunned by what I'm reading, really Green Bay, I mean outside of the Packers what's up there, and these dates don't coincide with any games that remember.

"I also did some checking too, not even one of these dates coincide with a major sport team playing in the area, so I don't know what he was doing in those cities either," Kate states.

How did she know that I was thinking that, I wonder to myself, I just shake my head and keep my mouth shut as I grab a compliant, and start to go through it.

I see Kate look at me, she's about to say something, but she bites her lip to stop herself.

"Actually, Katie," I stop reading for a moment, "do me a favor, go and call Donnie and tell him we need to reschedule our get together for tomorrow." I start again reading a seven page complaint from Bakersfield Bakery, "I have a feeling that we are going to be busy tonight, and I'm sorry about it to, Katie," I say as I look at her apologetically.

"It's fine Aden, I understand, it doesn't matter what we do as long as we are together," she says as she dials the branch office.

"Okay," what did she just say at the end of that, I look at her as she walks away placing the call.

"Hello," Kate starts, as I hear her part of the conversation, "could you ease connect me to Mr. River, I'm Mr. Jones's assistant from the day before...just let him know that Mr. Jones would like to speak with him please...thank you.... Hello Mr. River...Donnie...it's Kate, Aden's assistant, I'm calling to see if you wouldn't mind rescheduling your dinner with him tomorrow...nothing's happen he just won't be able to make it....that's great, thank you I'll let him know...bye," Kate looks at me, "Donnie said it was fine, sounded kind of worried if anything had come up, but that's about it."

"Thanks, Katie, what did you say before the phone call, I didn't catch all if that?" I ask

"Oh, I..," Kate stammers a little, "I said about tonight it would be no problem, that I understood, that's all, by the way are you getting hungry?" she tries to change the subject.

"That's sounds awesome, actually I'm pretty hungry," I flash a smile, for the first time since looking at these complaints.

"Where do you want me to go, Aden?" She asks sweetly.

"Um," I say as I lean back in my chair, "where ever you want to go," I look into her eyes from where I'm sitting, "you know what I like and don't like, Katie."

"She smiles, and blushes a little, then she turns towards the door, looks at me one more time, and with a flirtatious look, "yes I do don't I," as she opens and walks out the door.

41.

When Kate leaves, I put myself completely into the complaints. I've decided to place the complaints into two distinct piles. One is called "the Franklin's" and these are the major ones, that I need to go in person and fix, most of these are no return calls to the major players in the area. And the second is called "minors" which are simple mistakes that either can be corrected by a phone call or email. As I'm going through the stacks of complaints from the crates I notice that the major list isn't as bad as I thought but they still are a problem. This is insane fucking Frankie should have been fired years ago. Why the hell did Apex let this go on for so long, hell most of these aren't horrible but, they still are a problem. Not talking the Bakersfield Bakery about using different shipping contractors that would be simple to fix, as long as Frankie had picked up the phone and talked to them, which he didn't do. Freaky idiot.

I'm still going over the complaints, and I don't hear the knock on the door, or the door opening, or even Kate trying to talk to me, or even the bag of food that she has placed on the table. How did this go on for so..., I look up and see Kate sitting across from me, just staring at me. I give her a puzzled look.

Then Kate starts to laugh uncontrollably, while shaking her head at me.

"How long have you been sitting there, Katie?" I lean back in my chair, and look her in her soulful green eyes.

"Not long," as she smiles and starts to pull out the food from the bags, "I just wanted to see how long it would take for you to notice me, that's all."

"Okay...," I give her a perplexed look, not really grasping on what she said, "..., well anyway," trying to change the subject, "what's for dinner?"

"Well for you Aden, I got you a double cheeseburger," I start to ask her about the tomatoes, but she then says, "with tomato, of course," I see her crack one of her million dollar smiles, "and also a mess of fries to go with that juicy looking burger. And for myself, a delicious looking spicy chicken sandwich, with a mess of fries, also."

"Yum, sounds great," I say as Kate hands me, my Styrofoam box of deliciousness, "wow, you weren't joking about these fries were you," as I open the box and my double cheeseburger, without tomato of course (which is wrapped in tinfoil) is completely buried in fries.

"Yes," she says, as she takes a couple of fries puts them between her beautiful lips, and eats them, "and they are awesome," as the 18 year old resurfaces.

I just look at her and shake my head, even with a mouthful of fries, she's still cute as hell, I think to myself, as I eat my burger and we make eye contact.

"What?" she tries to say in between bites.

I swallow what I'm chewing on, "Nothing, nothing at all," and we just keep eye contact, while we eat and say nothing, just enjoy each other's company.



Kate and I Ch. 42-44



I like to think sexnovella for editing my garbage, lol. 

42. 

As Kate and I eat, we are going through the files, and it seems that Franklin (Frankie) Spencer was trying to run this division into the ground. It looks like the Branch office was holding it together, but barely. As we read the complaints we do notice one very interesting thing that was going on, the Los Angeles main home office was never informed, about anything. It seems as Frankie was in charge, that this division had, more or less, been lost. They literally couldn't get hold of Frankie, it seemed like he disappeared while he ran this division. The really only good thing that came from all of this is that Kate and I know who we can trust, and who we can't.

It was close to 2300 when we had finally finished going through the files. I leaned back in my chair stretched and let out a yawn. As I had finished yawning I looked over at Kate, who was in her casual clothes still (blue jeans, and a UCLA bruins tee shirt, and her now back in a ponytail, as she usually does as she is reading), and that she looked so cute. She's sitting legs crossed in a chair while chewing on the end of a highlighter, which she uses to mark important items throughout the complaints, or to make notes on something, and she's completely attuned to what she's doing, oblivious to the world, except for what's on the piece of paper.

She's amazing, I think to myself as she finishes the last complaint that was in the box in front of her, hard worker, it's 2310 and she's still with me, going through freaking business complaints, and actually caring about what's she doing, and here I am, her boss making her do this, she's not even paid to do this either, why is she still here?

As soon as I finished thinking this she finishes the complaint, lays it down, and looks at me as her glasses have fallen down her nose, "What is it, Aden?" she says, as she adjusts her glasses to actually see me, "Do I have marker on my face or something?" as she wipes her face with her hands.

I chuckle, "No, no, no," I look at her, "Why are you here, Katie?"

"What do you mean, Aden?" Kate asks, not really sure of my meaning.

"Why are you here, with me at," looking at my phone that's beside of me near a stack of complaints, "2315, on a random day during the week, in a city that both of us don't know?"

"I'm here, because you are, Aden," she looks at me with a puzzled look, "where else would I rather be right now," she says as she cracks one of her million dollar smiles, "I would rather be in a random city with you, than back in Los Angeles doing nothing right now. What do you remember when you hired me on what we agreed on?"

"Which part?" trying to remember back, we agreed on a lot of things actually, what specific thing is she talking about.

"The part where this," she raises her hand as to point to both of us, "is a partnership, and whatever happens, that we would be there for the other one. And right now, Aden, you need help," as she picks up her list, that was sitting in front of her, "this is a catastrophe." as she waves the list at me, then she lays the list down, in front of her, and looks at me again, "what's wrong, Aden, you look troubled?"

"It's not really I'm troubled, it's more like," still leaning back in my chair, I cross my arms, and look at the ceiling, then back at her beautiful face, "I just don't understand."

"You don't understand, what?" she says as she gets up from her chair, "me?" she says as she approaches me, and has a sultry moment about her, "or the complaints?" she waves her hand over towards where she was sitting earlier.

"Yes," is all I can say as I uncross my arms and look up at her as she leans against the edge of the table beside me, and leans back placing her arms behind her, which makes her breasts stick out more than usual.

"To what, Aden?" she asks, as she looks down at me with a smirk, as she keeps playing with me.

"To what," I push the chair, that I'm sitting in, away from the table, and I stand up. I start to approach her...

43.

We stop our programming to give you another bad timing back and forth with Brain and brain; 

you can do it, brain says triumph, we can do it all night long, my man.

Wait, wait, wait, Brain speaks cautiously, are we sure? I mean really sure?

What the hell do you mean, 'are we sure', brain say annoyed by Brain's cautiously cowardliness, look at her man, she everything that our man wants, beautiful body, great personality, killer attitude, young but not annoyingly young, like that redhead a couple of years ago, she carries herself beyond her years, but still has the young spunk. Great hips for child production, legs that seem to go on forever. Need I say more brain?

I know but..., Brain starts .wait a minute...., confused now he speaks again, 'great hip for child production' what are you a freaking breeder?

No, no, no, but you know that our man would like some children, especially now, with what happen a couple of years ago you know, brain actually makes a statement of sense (for probably the first time).

Brain regains his thoughts again, first off, I'm shocked, that you actually put a coherent sentence that didn't involve sex brain, but what I mean, wait, as in now or should we 'do' this later at a more appropriate time and place, and not the Marriott in freaking Asheville, North Carolina?

Um, brain speaks again, why not?

...., and Brain for the first time is lost for thought, .good point....

Now back to our regular schedule programming.... 

44.

I'm standing face to face with her, and I can smell her, and her fragrance is overwhelming, like lavender and vanilla with a touch of feminine musk. And the look on her face is of sultry mix with a come hither look.

"To what, you ask," I'm aroused, as I lean in and whisper, "you, why do you keep doing this to me?"

Kate responds with a whisper of her own, "because...," she gets so close to my ear that I can feel her breathe, which by the way has become ragged, "I want you bad, I've always have wanted you, ever since I was thirteen years old, and you were throwing touchdowns at UCLA."

"Why me, Katie?" I say as I lean back to look her right in her beautiful face, and I lock directly with her green soul-piercing eyes.

"Because," she looks directly into my eyes, which feels like she's piercing my soul, "look at you, Aden, always playing it cool, never the aggressor, you're confident in yourself, but not overly. You're still in shape, after these years of being out football," after she has said this I start to back away from her, and this calls her to become the aggressor, every time I take a step back she take one towards me, "you're gorgeous, with that superman look, always trying to play down your looks, but you can't, Aden, every woman who sees you wants you. Every time you put on a suit you fill it out, I've always imagine and wanted my legs wrap around you as you're pile driving me into ecstasy and oblivion," and when she says this I haven't realized but I've ran out of space to back up, and now I'm up against the bed, and I can see the look on Kate's face, she looks like a cougar ready to pounce in her next meal, and I think I'm it, "what's wrong, Aden, ran out of room? No matter, I'll take good care of you, don't worry," and when she says this she drops to her knees right in front of me, "let's see if he wants to come out and play."

Where did this come from her, I think as I feel my zipper go down, and my slacks soon follow, what is she doing, and why don't I want stop her.

"I've always wonder, Aden" as she looks up at me through her glasses, "if you were a boxer or brief guy," she says as she looks at my underwear, "and now I know, wow, Aden somebody's pitching a tent down here, and I wonder why," I see a wicked look on her face as she reaches up and starts to very gently and slowly pull down my boxers, releasing my very erect manhood, "oh God Aden it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," as she is looking at me at full mast of 8 1/2 inches of harden steel, she gets another wicked grin, as she leans forward, and looks back up at me, "you smell divine, and I wonder," she winks at me and licks her lips, and then sticks out her tongue.

What...ah, that feels like heaven; she has taken her tongue and run it over the whole length of my shaft.

"As I thought, you taste just as good, as you smell, Aden," as she looks me back in the eyes, "now let's see, how far I can take it, hmm?" As she licks her lips, winks at me again.

Ah, ah, oh, I don't know how long I'm going to last like this, I say to myself as she takes me in the mouth, I look down at her, wow she almost touching my pubic hair.

Kate goes as far as she can them she comes back up to take a breath, "wow, almost, after I 'practice' some more on you I'll be able to take the whole thing down," she says as she looks me in the eyes again, "and now Aden, just stand there and enjoy."

As soon as she finished saying this she again take me down and up, she gives me my first hummer in a long time,

I, I, can't remember the last, oh god, time I had one, it's, ah, been a while, and she's, ah, ver...Very good, I crack smile and just enjoy the sensation of it.

After a few more minutes of Kate giving me a world class blowjob, she pulls away, "so Aden," as she replaces her mouth with her hand and starts to slowly jack me off, "I was wondering," as she continues to jack me off, "how long has it been?"

She continues to beat me off, "what...what do you mean, ho...How long Kat...Katie?" I can barely say as she is edging me on even more.

"How long," as she looks away from me, and looks at my manhood, "has it been since you have come?" And when she finishes saying this she, grips my dick hard.

Ah, oh my god, and when she does this it makes me jump, "ah, I...I don...don't rem...Remember..." I can't talk; I can barely put a thought together, not to mention coherent words into a sentence.

"Well," she starts again, as she continues to jack me off, this time with longer, and faster motions, "let's see if we can release some tension, Aden, hmm? Don't worry, I swallow everything I put in my mouth, so release as much tension as you want, boss," she finishes talking, she looks up at me again but this time with a hot passion I her eyes, as she puts her mouth over the tip of manhood, while she continues to jack me off, now with a gusto.

Damn, damn, not...no longer, as I lock states with her, as her arm continues to piston back and forth, trying to make me shoot, and then suddenly....it happens, I feel like my body has release everything that has been bothering me from the time I was born, and it lands in her mouth. I feel Kate swallowing shot after shot, and you can see in her eyes that she is savoring every drop.

After I've shot uncountable number of times, I can still feel her trying to milk my manhood for other load, but as she doing this my legs has become weak, and they give, as I fall my dick to pops free from her mouth as I hit the bed. I look at Kate, still in her knees, and the look on her face is indescribable, and all I can tell is that she feels completely content, as a pleasurable smile breaks across her face.

I lay back on the bed to get comfortable, and I feel Kate getting up on the bed beside me, and she comes up to my shoulder on places her head on it, "so Aden," she speaks as she looks up at me, with adoration in her eyes now, "I know that right now with what I'm going to say might scare you away, but I love you. I've loved you since the first day that I saw you throwing touchdowns, to the first words that came out of your mouth during the interview. I don't want you to answer now because you think you have to, but I just wanted to get it out there, and let you know that I'll willing to do anything and everything for you, no matter what it is," she finishes saying, then places her head on my shoulder again.

So let me get this straight, my wonderful secretary, personal assistant, or whatever, just blew me, I think as I start to drift off to sleep, and tells me that she loves me, what the hell am I going to do now? As Kate and I both drift to sleep. 



Kate and I Ch. 45-48



Like to think my editor sexnovella, for looking over this. 

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45.

BRAW, BRAW, damn phone, who the hell turn you on last night, as I turn over to where Kate was sleeping and notice that she's nowhere to be found in my hotel room, what the hell, I think as I turn over and slap my phone off, what a minute did that actually happen last night, or was that one hell of a dream, completely confused, okay let's do some thinking here Aden, I'm under covers, wearing what seems to be, sniffing my shirt, the white tee shirt that I was wearing yesterday, along with a pair sleeping shorts, but no, as I check, yep, no boxers, weird, but not the first time I went to bed with sleeping shorts and no boxers. Katie's nowhere to be found in the room, and the boxes from last night are still where they were, when supposedly she gave me, um, head so...um I have no clue, I've come to my conclusion, so I get out of bed.

As I'm standing I look at the bed, it only looks like one person slept in it last night, I think to myself as I go over to my suitcase (not suit bag) and reach for my wallet, which is not there, where the hell is my wallet? I start looking around the room looking for the pants that I wore yesterday, now where the hell are those damn pants, but I can't find them either, and then I see my wallet sitting next to the boxes, as are the keys to rental, and my pack of chewing gum, okay now I'm confused, what the hell happen last night?

I look at my wallet, mischievously, how the hell did you get up here, unless, no it didn't? did it?, then I start to look around my hotel room looking for certain items, like my suits that I have worn the past couple of days, and they are nowhere to be found, okay I know what's going on, Katie came in here and took them to the drycleaners just I case we have to stay here for another week, right? So I've come to another conclusion.

Let's say, we did what I think we did last night, if so why isn't she in here waking up beside me? I start to think again, okay let's say we didn't do what I think we did, why the hell can't remember last night, before bed? Or her coming in to grab the suits to say she was going to the drycleaners? And why the hell do I need to piss so badly? As I run off to the bathroom.

I pull down my sleeping shorts and start to pee. And as I do the urine goes in a completely different direction than I was expecting, ah, as I try to put in under control, what the hell happen last night?!!

I need to get in the shower and try to clear my head, the sleep need to be shaken out, I then jump in the shower, and off to the races to get ready for whatever the day brings.

46. 

I get done with the shower, and I get out to dry myself off. I have finally realize that we probably did what I think we did last night, and I need to make sure and that she's okay with what happen. Even though she initiated it.

I head into the main room of my hotel suite, and as soon as I walk in I hear, KNICK KNOCK KNOCK! ah, what the hell, now?! "Yea, who is it?!"

"It's, Katie, just making sure you were up!" She says loud Aniyah that I could have heard her in the shower.

Um, okay keep cool Aden, "yea Katie, I'm up, and just out of the shower, give me like 15 minutes to get dress, and I'll knock on your door, okay?!" I say loud to make sure she heard me.

"Sure thing boss," she stops for a sec, "I just wanted to say....never mind talk to you in 15 or so minutes."

"...okay?" Confused for like the sixth time today, and I've only been up for 30 minutes.

I get dressed, I throw on a simple polo and a pair of khakis, not really sure what today is going to bring. As I get ready to go out the door, I reach for my wallet, looking at it mischievously though. I'm expecting it to grow legs and jump away from me, as I move close to it. And without any shoes on, I risk gong across a hallway, in a major hotel, to the room across the way.

And I knock on her door, "Katie I'm ready," as I stop knocking the door opens up with Kate standing there looking great as usual, and me dressed like a bum.

She looks me over and, proceeds to walk out the door to the hallway, "Aden, why don't you have any shoes on?"

"Um, because, I think we need to talk first," as I grab her arm, and lead her to my room across the hallway.

"Talk about what Aden?" She doesn't seem to be playing dumb, but to honest right now, I'm so confused, I need to know what happen last night, if it was a dream or not, and how to proceed.

47. 

I open the door to my room with her in tow, after we get inside of the room, I close the door, "Katie, please have a seat."

"Okay?" She says, as she sits on the couch, places her cellphone on the arm rest of the couch, crosses her legs and places her hands in her lap, and looks at me, with a puzzled look, "Aden, what's going on?"

I look at her, what's going on, as I'm pacing, back and forth, in front of her, how the hell do I start this conversation, 'hey Katie, I was wondering, did you blow me last night, or was it a dream? I not really positive, and if you did, blow me, can I expect further blowjobs, or was this a onetime thing, and what about what you said as I fell asleep, did you mean that, or are you just pulling my chain?' "First off, how was your night, last night?"

"I had a great night," Kate says, as she smiles, "Aden what's going on, talk to me." The smile leaves her face as a, more or less, serious look comes across her face.

"...," I don't know how to start, "...in was wondering about something, that happened last night. But I don't know how to ask you."

"Just say it, Aden," she says.

"...," I still don't know what to say, "...what happen last night?"

"...?" Kate's beautiful face has turn to a confused look, "what do you mean what happened? Don't you remember?"

"Yes, no, actually," I say finally starting to get it going, "that's where I'm not sure, see what I think happened last night, and what I woke up to today, don't jive, Katie?"

"And what do you think happened?" Her tone sounds playful, but the look on her face hasn't changed, so I'm not able to actually read her.

She going to make me say it, isn't she, I think as looking directly in her eyes, "Katie, what happened between us, as in what physically happened?"

I see her face light up, one of her million dollar smiles breaks across her face, "well, Aden," she says in a more playful tone, "I'll say it like this, what you think happen, happened. Why are you asking all of sudden?"

"Because...," I swallow back my extra saliva, "I wasn't really sure, because they're some things you said, that I wasn't accepting, even after you did what you did."

"Oh, that," she starts to blush now, as she speaks, "yes, everything that I said was and is true," she says, as she stands up and approaches me.

"So then," I start, "why did you leave this morning, before I woke? That's the reason, why I'm asking, because it all seemed like a dream," as she is now standing in front of me.

"The reason why I left," she starts as she grabs my hand and places it on her hip, and the other hand on the other side if her hip, and she does the opposite, by placing her hands on my shoulders, "is because I start scheduling some meeting with the big high dollar contracts in the area that Frankie messed up," she continues, and as she does we start to move to a beat that only exist I her head, "and those meetings are spaced out into next week," as we continue to hold each other move, and move to a phantom beat, "so I took the initiative, and went to the drycleaners for the both of us," as she finishes, she places her head on my chest, and wraps her arms around me, as we continue to move to a magical beat.

I take my left hand, which was still on her hip, and I move it to the back of her head, "Katie, Katie, Katie," I sigh, as I start to move my left hand as to pet her head, "why are you good to me? What have I done to deserve you?" As we continue to move to the beat.

"Aden," she takes her head off my chest and looks me in the eyes, and smiles, "sometimes you are completely oblivious aren't you?" We continue to move.

"Sometimes, yes, I guess," I continue to move to the music with her, "ever since what happened with my ex, I've been you could say out of the loop, when it comes to the opposite sex. And plus you're different, Katie, I've never seen a person who's so aggressive to what she wants, like you were."

"Ever since you hired me, Aden," she starts, as she stops us from moving and she looks me directly in the eyes, "I've been dropping hints, that I've wanted you, think back to the interview, then very early morning breakfast the day after you received the promotion, at the 24/7 diner, and other times especially during this trip, you have literally caught me twice jilting off to you, and you haven't realized it," she takes a breath and continues, "every time I'm in the same room with you, I'm sopping wet, and it doesn't even have to be that either, I just think of you and I'm ready. So I decide to lay all the cards on the table, and let you know how I feel and what I'm willing to do."

I separate from her, and take a step back, "...," I don't know what to say, I have an idea....

48.

"Okay," I say.

"Okay, what Aden?" She says not really sure what I'm going to say next.

"Okay, first off," I look at her, "did you plan anything today for us?"

"As in a meetings? No. I pushed the dinner with Donnie to tomorrow, and a meeting with JL (Jordan Levi) Industries, I told all of them that had food poisoning from what you are last night," she looks at me, still not positive of my next move.

"Okay," I look at her with a wicked grin, second, I'm hungry, then we'll come back to the hotel room, k."

"Okay...," she still isn't really sure what I'm planning.

"I'll be back in moment," I walk off, "let me grab a pair of flip-flops," as I do, I can feel her smile.

As I come back, and turn around the corner I see Kate, she looks antsy, and fidgeting a she stands waiting for me to return. And soon as she she's me her face lights up. I take her by the hand and out the door into the hallway.



Kate and I Ch. 49-54



First off like to think sexnovella for being my editor :) 

49. 

The walk to the elevator, and then to the rental, was very quiet. But throughout the whole time we held hands, and I could see that Kate was very flushed. After we got in the car, Kate decides to start up the conversation again; this time she's the one that's puzzled instead of me, "um, Aden, where are we going?"

"To be honest," I say truthfully, "I don't know, and also I really don't care either," I say, as continue to hold her hand, "it doesn't matter where we're going as long you are by my side."

When I say I can see Kate flush, and then she says something that's surprises me, "why aren't we in the hotel room going at it, Aden, I can tell you're excited," as she takes her hand that I was holding, and reaches over and places said hand on my growing erection, "and I'm like a monsoon," as she takes other hand and cups her mound.

"Because," I look at her hand, that is still groping my, almost full mast erection, "the fun can wait," I say as I remove her hand and this causes a sadden puppy dog look from her, "and like I said, I'm hungry," and with this I start the car up and pull out of the parking lot.

We make our way to an Applebee's, it's not that busy cause of the lunch crowd has come in yet, so basically we have the whole restaurant to ourselves.

We walk in, and the hostess is there on the spot, "welcome the Applebee's, how many?"

"Just two," I say, and Kate acknowledges, "Can we have a booth in a corner please."

"Okay," the hostess grabs two menus, and takes us back to a booth, in the far right corner.

As we walk towards our booth, we see a few couples and a couple people at the bar, drowning their sorrows from the look of it.

The hostess places the menus, across from each other on the table and, steps back allowing us to sit, "what can I get you guys to drink?"

"Water with lemon on the side," I say.

"Dr. Pepper, for me please," as Kate chimes in.

"Okay," the hostess flashes a smile, "your server will be out with your drinks in a few minutes."

"Thank you," we say I unison, and the hostess walks away.

50. 

Our server comes and gets our order, and this leaves Kate and me alone. Kate still has a little flush I her face, and I feel my own arousal, which makes me adjust the way I'm sitting, and from the look Kate realizes this, too.

"Katie, please answer me as honestly as you can please," I start, "what did you mean by what you said, that willing to do anything?"

"First off, Aden, like when we were talking during the interview months ago," she stops and takes a sip of Dr. Pepper and starts again, "I'm an open book, anything you want to ask, I'll answer you, I will hold not anything from you, listen Aden," she looks at me with a sarcastic look, "I've already, literally, blown you off and swallowed, and have already told you that I've loved you since I first saw you, if you don't think I'm going to be honest with you, we are already have some problems."

I start to laugh at this, "true, true, true," I gather myself, and start again, "the reason why I'm asking is, we really don't know each other, we've known each other for only about 4 months, and during these months, it hasn't been easy to get to know each other, we are always working, we are going to be traveling all over this division to fix all these problems that Frankie has caused. Are you sure you want to have a relationship with your boss, and not be able to bring it to the work place, or still be able to do what I say even though we aren't agreeing on everything?"

"Yes," she says very easily, "and you want to know why, because we are going to be together, and like you said earlier in the drive here Aden, no matter what happens, with our personal and work lives, we are going to have each other," as she reaches and cups my hand with both her hers, "Aden, if you don't want to its fine, but like I said last night I just wanted to get it out there, and let it be known how I feel for you," as she still has my hand, she gives me a sultry come hither look, "even if you don't want a personal relationship, Aden," she removes one of her hands and brushes her hair away from her face to put it behind her ear, "we can still have a very physical relationship, you can use me to release all the tension that you want," she finishes her little mouth word fucking, and then releases my hand.

51. 

We now interrupt your normal programming to bring you another bad timing back and forth with brain and brain.

Le..., brain tries to speak.

So I know brain what your opinion is, Brain stops brain before he can even attempt to speak, but that's not why we are stopping the preceding here. What I want to talk to you about is do we love her, yet?

..., brain stops and thinks, I guess it depends on how we define love, you know? What I want is there, I could see myself not getting tired of it. She's got everything, at least for me that is, I can see myself years down the road, just pounding away, and not wanting to go away ever. I mean spreading those juicy olive color skinned legs and just feasting for hours, or having her face down ass up, as pound away doggy style, and even going up an inch higher if she's game, which something tells me she is. I can see her on top of us, as Aden is grabbing a handful of titties as she's riding me, sending her into ecstasy and oblivion. But that's just a point of view from a dick so take it for what it is worth, you know. What to you brain? Do you think she's love worthy?

..., Brain now stops and thinks, first off, you put some thought in this haven't you, brain, Brain says, as they both chuckle, okay, let's do some pro and con for me to sort this out:

Pros: beautiful, funny, sweet, no major crashing flaw that can't be fixed, she's interesting to talk with or to, she understands the business that we are in, she's extremely intelligent for just getting out is high school 6 months ago, she wants to be with us, we want to be with her especially you brain, she's willing to grow with us, she's patient with us, she has this way about her that I can't explain, she's very family oriented, the way she carries herself

Cons:....um, yeah, I can't think of any right on top

So let's look at it, as Brain continues, she got everything that you want brain, she's got everything that I want, so where does that leave us?

..., Brain and brain are speechless, they are afraid to say, what they really wanted, cause of what happened last time they felt this way about somebody...

Now back to your regular schedule programming. Presented to you by our sponsors, which without them we cannot make this possible...

52.

I think I'm falling for her, I think to myself as I look at her, and it's not just because of what she just said either. She got everything, and she also seems a little naughty on top of it.

"What is it, Aden? Is it what I said, you haven't said anything in a few minutes, and I'm afraid that you're going to take what I said the wrong way," she says as she looks at me worriedly.

I just smile, "it's not that Katie, I was just thinking about something that's all, and you said some things that I'm just pondering over."

"As in?" She asks.

"As in, when you said you love me," I look around to see who's around to make sure, and I see our server coming with our food.

The waitress brings our plates, for me a club and fries, and for Kate a chicken fajita roll-up, "here you go guys, and if you need anything else please let me know," she smiles, and takes a step back.

"Thank you...," I say.

"...very much," Kate adds. And the waitress walks off. Then Kate looks back at me with a wondering what I'm going to say next.

"Yum looks good," I say as I stare down at my club sandwich. Kate looks at me, still trying to figure what I'm going to say.

"Aden?" she starts, trying to urge me to speak.

"Katie, I'll tell you after we eat," I crack a smile, trying and exceeding to edge her on.

Kate looks flustered now, but she contains herself, but now with gusto eats her chicken fajita roll-up and fries.

As she does, I just look at her, and smile...

53.

Kate and I finish our meal in record time, and the waitress clears our plates just as fast. We pay, as the server comes back after she has refilled our drinks.

As she walks off for the last time I look at Kate and I start, "Katie," I say before taking a sip of my lemon-water, "I really like you, and I care for you, but," I stop and look, "I don't want to say something to you that I don't mean," which technically isn't true, but I need her to be sure before I open myself up for it, again.

I can see in her eyes that she's dishearten of what I said, "I.., I understand Aden, like I said before, I just wanted to get it out there," and she flashes a smile at me, "I DO love you, and I always will," she looks away to almost gather herself before she speaks again, "but I understand you want to take it slow, I completely understand, but by the end, you'll love me, I just know it," then she flashes a little evil grin, "and plus for right now just think of me as your dirty little se(x)creator, that will so anything, boss."

All I can do is shake my head, and take a sigh, "Katie what I'm I going to do with you?"

"Well, take me to bed," she says, as she squirms in her side of the booth, "and I'll show you what you can do to me, Aden," she finishes, as she stands up, while she pulls me up, and out of the door before what it feels like my feet touch the ground.

54. 

Thank god the cops weren't on the road back to the hotel. If they were they would have caught us going about 75 in a 45 mph zone, as we were trying to get back to the hotel as fast as possible. As we ran through the hotel lobby to the elevator, we didn't notice that the receptionist was trying to get our attention about something. We completely ignored this as we made our way up to the elevator. This sucked because there was a family of four in the elevator with us. So we had to keep our hands to ourselves. (To this day I've always wondered what that family thought of two people like us groping each other in the elevator as they got on).

This time in the elevator was the longest in human history it seemed, it felt like it took three hours for the elevator the rise four floors. Kate was standing beside the whole time fidgeting, and the mother of the family looked back at us and smiled. After which she looked at her husband and made a moment to point at us behind them. The husband saw Kate fidgeting and knew what was going to happen, and all he did was look at me and smile. I wasn't paying attention to this, I was just watching the hand of the elevator dial slowly rise, L.....1.....2....3....4.

When the door open Kate and I, pushed the two kids that were in our way, as the parents of those kids had already moved out of the way. As we exited the elevator, we heard some snickering come from behind the elevator, as it continues to rise up towards their destination. We quickly made our way down towards my room, the hallways for some reason were busy, it seemed like everybody who was in their rooms, were out in the hallway commuting to where ever they were going that day. This was also annoying, it seemed like everybody in this hotel was trying to stop or delay us (I'm freaking out man...).

We finally make our way towards my room, and as I reach for the keycard I drop it. Without realizing it as I'm bending down to pick up said keycard, I kick it with my foot causing it to go down the hallway. When this happens I chase after it, as I do I hear Kate from behind me laugh. Somehow it was 10 feet down the hallway from my door, when it finally stops moving. Damn slick waxed floors, I think to myself as I finally pick the card up, and start to walk back towards my door.

I finally return to the door, and Kate just looks at and shakes her head, "Having enough adventures with the key?"

"Yes, don't ask," I look at her, "how that happen, cause I haven't a clue."

She keeps shaking her head, "Now open this door for I can give a reward for finally hunting down the dreaded keycard of sloppiness," she says as the look on their face say 'do it or I'm taking you in the hallway'.

Finally!! I say to myself as the door unlocks... 



Kate and I Ch. 55-62



Like to thank sexnovella, who was my editor :)

55.

And before I'm able to reach for the door Kate is already through it, and grabbing my arm which is causing me to stumble into the room. She continues to pull on me until door shuts behind me.

When the door finally closes, she lets go of me and starts to walk away from me. I regain my balance, and I look up at her. She heads for a radio sitting next to the TV, and tunes it to a dance centric station. I start to approach her, she turns her head towards me, and mouths 'no, not yet' to me. She then, moves towards the center of the room, as I stand there waiting to see what see does next. She looks at me, with her soul piercing eyes, and motions for me to sit on the bed.

Okay, what she going to do next here, I say to myself, she was the one wanting to me take her back to the hotel room and have at her. And now it looks like she has a different set of plans that she's following here. I say to myself as I make my way towards the bed.

As I sit, I can see Kate starting to move with the music. She looks at me with this seductively determination that I have never seen before. While keeping her soul piercing green eyes locked with mine, she starts to move her hips in a sultry manner.

Then she suddenly stops, and she untucks her blouse and starts to unbutton it, and she leaves it on but completely unbuttons. She looks at me again, and without taking her eyes off of me. She slowly starts unbuttoning her black skirt and it drops to the floor, and steps out of it.

All that she is wearing is a button light blue blouse, and which underneath sits a pair of heavy, strapped in a black lacy bra, tits. Which makes the blouse become a thin nightgown, that barely covers her black thong covered mound. All of this is finished in a black garter belt with black stockings, that look like they are painted on, and finally ending with a pair of light blue strapped 4 inch stilettos.

I'm completely lost in what to say, as I can't stop staring at her. She looks at me, and takes her left index manicured finger and places it I'm her mouth and wraps it around her cherry lipstick covered lips, and starts to gently suck on it.

56.

As she is doing this 'my boy' has become hard as a rock, and will not go down. With her index finger still in her mouth, she starts to slowly approach me. I feel paralyzed, not being able to move, except for 'my boy' who is still rising. She looks like a tigress, her hips sultry swinging from side to side as she approaches, her stare has me locked down unable to move.

After what feels like an hour of her walking towards me, she finally stops right in front of me. She takes her eyes off me for just a moment as she brushes her hair back that has fell around her face, then she looks down at me, and again locks eyes with me. And in a sultry commanding tone, she says, "Aden, stand up."

Without even thinking, I stand up still with my eyes locked with hers. She takes a step back from me, and reaches for my belt. She unclasps it, and pulls it all the way out and throws of across the room on to the couch. She then licks her cherry colored lips, squats down in front of me, and starts to undo my pants.

Before she starts, she looks up again at me. She flashes one of her million dollar smiles, and she takes the index finger that was in her mouth and starts to circle the tent that has formed in my khakis. She runs her finger across the zipper and I feel 'my boy' jump, he pulses wanting to be set free.

When she feels this, she takes the finger nail on the finger and slowly undoes the button to the slacks. After this, she then takes the same finger with her middle finger, and she starts to lower the zipper. Then she starts to have trouble getting the zipper over my steel harden 'boy'. She looks down at the trouble, and then back up at me, she starts to pout, "I'm having trouble getting it out," sounding like a little kid, she then starts playing around with the zipper.

The zipper that was caught, suddenly springs past my manhood and completely opens my pants which cause my pants to come down, and only my boxers preventing her from clear access to my manhood. I see the look of exhilaration on her face now as only a small piece of cotton and elastic are in her way of my package.

"Lookie, lookie here," Kate starts to say, "somebody is ready for a little fun aren't they?" She then takes the same index finger and starts to run it across the fabric of the boxers. She traces my manhood under the boxers, and finally ends up tracing and going over my balls.

During this whole time of her outlining 'my boy', I'm gasping for air, my breath is ragged and 'he' is pulsing uncontrollably. Every time she grazes a testicle it makes my cock jump.

She teases me this way for what feels like entirety, then once more she licks her lips takes both hands and placing them on the side of my hips and almost cautiously pulls down my boxers.

57.

As she pulls down my boxers it makes my cock bend, the head becomes trapped inside the boxers, and she looks at this and yanks down the fabric. When she does this, my cock comes free it smacks her in the chin and makes her head snap back a little.

She looks up at me and grabs her chin, "Owie, that hurt," she says in her little girl voice, as she starts to rub her chin playfully. "Somebody needs to be taught a lesson that assaulting me will get it nowhere. I think shrinking it will teach him," and with that she swallows the head.

Oh my god, this is better than the first time she went down on me, I say to myself as my eyes roll back in my head. I look down and see Kate's soul piercing green eyes looking back up at me. This causes my member, that's in her beautiful mouth to pulse. She starts to vigorously work it, trying to get me off as fast as she can.

Our eyes are still staring at each other and I just don't want to stop looking at her. And then she pulls off, and starts to jack me off just to keep me hard as she speaks, "Aden," she starts with a sultry tone, as her hand continues to up and down very slowly to keep me hard, "see this is how it's going to play out," she quickly takes a lick to keep up member wet, "I going to get you off as fast as I can then in return I'm going to lay down and you are going to eat me out, and then when you are done we are going to fuck like jack rabbits, okay?" With her eyes still staring at me.

"Okay!!!!" I start as her hand grips down almost making me not be able to speak.

"Now where was I," and with that she swallows me again, this time all the way to the base.

Right now, she could ask me to turn over all my money, and I would, just so I could finish in her mouth, I say to myself. I can't stop looking at her, as she keeps up with her fiery gusto.

I feel her smile around my dick as she continues her assault in my poor guy. She starts pulls my do I almost all the way out, only leaving the head between her beautiful lips, and I can feel her magical tongue making circles. She continues this for a couple revolutions around the head then she splits the piss hole, and it makes me jump. After she sees me physically jump she takes her teeth and barely scraps my member, just enough for me to feel it. And I feel like I could fall as my knees continue to get weak. She can sense this so she takes me all the way down, and buries her face in my pubic hair. While she is down that far I can feel the back of her mouth massage my member.

"Ahhh....holy sh....," I can't speak, nothing legible escapes. All I can do is watch Kate work my dick in and out of her mouth.

Then she sees me physically tense up, when she sees this, she pulls up just enough to have the head still be in her mouth, and with her left hand she wraps it around my shaft and vigoursly jacks me off.

"Ah, ah," I feel myself about ready to blow, then it happens. The pressure escapes my balls, and lands streams after stream of cum in her mouth. She ends up with two mouthfuls, she swallows the first and the second one she milks out of my dick, causing my knees to get weak, but she doesn't swallow. After about 30 seconds of her milking my dick she stops and pulls away, and with movement I fall to the bed. My dick makes a popping sound as it leaves her mouth, as I hit the bed.



58.

She stays on her knees looking at me, and I can see her move the semen around her mouth like mouthwash, savoring my everything, then she swallows, "That was delicious, Aden," she licks her lips, not taking her eyes off of me.

Still dressed in her blouse that has turned into lingerie, and with stockings and garters. She stands up, and spreads her legs and puts her hands on her hips, "Now, Aden," she looks through me and into my soul, "ready to return the favor?"

"Damn right I am, lay your sexy ass on this bed, now," I command her.

"Yes, boss," and she does, as I stand up. She lays back on the bed waiting for me.

I stand straight up, and look down at this beautiful specimen of a woman. Her legs are over the bed, still strapped in those stocking and heels. I behind down between her legs, and I see her thong covered crotch. I reach for the sides of the panties that are on her hips and begin to slip them off. As the panties get closer to my face I can smell her, she smells like a sweet feminine musk, and it is strong, as I can tell her panties are soaked through.

After I have remove those very soiled panties on her stocking covered legs, I spread those said legs, and pull her closer to my face. As I do I look up and see her beautiful face looking down at me, and she is ready. I take a big whiff smelling her incredible musk. I look down, and see her inflamed labia lips.

I take a long lick from the bottom to the clit, and when I do this I feel Kate try to move her whole mound into my mouth. "Okay, so that's how you want it," I say, as an evil grin comes across my face, and I see Kate's eyes look at me almost with a worried impression.

I extend my tongue as far as I can and I insert it in her hole, I hear her gasp as I do. I run my tongue all over the inside of my juicy pussy. She takes her hands and places it on the back of my hand, and presses me even further into her.

"Oh, Aden, ah, ah, never stop!!!!!" She yells at the top of her lungs.

The more she yells, the faster I move my tongue. Then suddenly I stop, I can tell the way she's moving that she is extremely close to coming. I start to pull away, she looks at me as if I had wounded her. I crack another evil smile, and then I take her enlarged swollen clit I between my teeth, and bite down.

"....!!!!" She tries to yell, but nothing escapes her lips, she arcs her back, grabs my head and shoves my face into her mound. She squirts into my mouth and I'm getting mouthful after mouthful, I just keep swallowing like I'm dying from thirst.

I lean back, and I hear her trying to grasp for air. My mouth is covered in her juice, and I lick some of it off my lips. Her ragged breath is now starting to return to normal, as she gets on her elbows and looks at me, "Aden! That was...," she starts but then she crashes on the bed, "...you have..." She still can't finish a sentence.



59.

I stand up and look down at her, as my dick starts to rise (since he was already at half mast, he didn't have to rise too much), I start, "Okay Katie, ready for round two?" I ask, as I stroke my harden cock.

She gets on her elbows again, and looks at me, "oh yea, I've been waiting forever, where do you want me?"

"Stay where you are," I approach her, as I continue to gently stroke my now fully harden member. "Place those gorgeous legs on my shoulders." I say as a crouch down into between her legs.

"Yes, boss," she sultry says.

Then I gently press to head of my dick into her, and then I suddenly come up onto a fleshy barrier, "Are, are you a virgin?"

I see her start to blush and she lowers her head, "..yes, I am," she then looks back up at me with tears in her eyes. "I...I've been waiting for you.., I.. I've been saving myself for you. Aden, you are the only man I've ever wanted." She finishes as those tears start to run down her face.

I look at her and smile, "well Katie," and I reach my hand for her beautiful face and rub away the tears, "if you want to, we can stop. I don't want to take something that you might later on regret."

"No!" She snaps at me, "I want this, I want you, Aden."

I just smile, "okay, Katlyn," I say her given name for the first time since the interview, "this will hurt a little." I press my dick against the fleshly barrier, until it breaks.

And when it does break, "Ah!!" Kate holds her breath, until the pain subsides, which causes her legs that are still around my shoulders to squeeze. I stop moving, and I look at Kate, who has her eyes close.

She opens her eyes and this time with instead of tears, but with a pleasurable look, and she motions with her head for me to continue. And I slowly start to move within her tight walls.

Every move I make inside her I feel, she is so tight I cannot even fully enter her. I feel a wet vice grip surrounding my member, every time I press onward it becomes tighter. I decide to pull out, only leaving the head inside of her. Then I renter her tight chamber, this time with a little bit more give, then I bottom out.

I lean forward, and press my body onto hers. When I do this it causes her legs that were over my shoulders and now around my waist connect around my back, to squeeze me like a python killing her next meal. I can barely breathe as I'm lying on her, wrapped up in her stocking covered legs, I look at her, and she looks at me with adoration in her eyes. I lean forward my give her a kiss, which then turns into a full French kiss, and I can still taste my semen in her mouth, and I imagine she can still taste her own juices also.

While we are still locked in our passionate kiss, I start to move again inside of her, as her tight walls have finally gotten used to me, and I slowly start to pistoning. I pull out almost completely out of her and I push in, every time I do I start to move a little bit faster.

Every time I do this I feel her moaning and gasping into my mouth, almost trying to breathe but I won't let her. As our mouths are locked together, I look into eyes. She is in pleasure that she cannot even speak, then she closes her eyes

"Katie, look at me," I say, almost commanding her, as I stop kissing her and pull my face always.

She struggles to open her eyes. She has this begging look in them, don't know if she wants to stop or make her cum. And of course I choose the ladder.

With determination on my face and in my eyes, I continue to thrust even harder now, every time I bottom out I thrust just a little more before I pull out. When I do this, she bites her bottom lip. I continue this pace, each time getting a little bit fast and faster.

Then suddenly I feel myself about ready to pop, when I do feels this I start to hammering her. I start pistoning as hard as I can which I can hear her, "come on, Aden!! Come on, cum in me, my love, my boss!!"

And for some reason when she said "boss!!" It hit me, I came as hard as I ever had, and I feel her squeezes me, as she arches her back, and tenses up, and I feel a huge puddle of fluid surrounding my dick and onto the sheets. I can't help but push myself into her even more, as shot after shot of cum is heading into her womb.

I hit the bed beside of her, gasping for air and sweaty from our exertions. I look at her, with pleasurable look on her face, still staring at the ceiling, she finally looks at me, "that was...amazing," she says with a ragged voice.

"I," catching my breath, "that was great."

Smelling like a brothel house, we start to drift asleep, tried from our exertions. What's going to happen when we get up? Is the last thought that goes across my mind as I finally drift off to neverland.



60. 

I start to wake up, and I look over to where my lovely little hot assistant is lying, who's still there just cutely sleeping. I just smile and place my hands behind my head, and stare at the ceiling for a few minutes. Just wasting blissful time, before I get up and take my shower. As I'm lying there I take a brief look outside and notice that it's still a little bit of daylight. Hmm, I start to think, what to do, what to do. I could get up and take a shower. Since, sniffing myself, I smell like a three day old brothel.

And with that, I cautiously move over, not wanting to wake Kate, to the edge of the bed and get out. As I stand up I look over at Kate, who's still fast asleep, and carefully walk over towards the restroom for a part of my cleaning ritual (two of the three Ss').

After a good scrub, I get out and dry myself off, and walk out if the restroom and notice Kate still lying there. She hasn't even moved, I say to myself, I know go over and give her a kiss on the lips to wake her.

With my towel still around me waist, I do just that, with a kiss Kate starts to stir awake. Even with her hair, matted from the sweat from earlier she still looks hot, as she opens her eyes and looks at me, "Morning, Snow White," I say with a smile.

"What?" She asks, without looking out the window, "It can't be morning already," she says with shock in her voice. Then she looks over to the window, "very funny, Aden," she says as she grabs her pillow and throws it out me.

I dodge the pillow, while chuckling, "thought it was funny," and she throws my pillow and it hits me square in the head, "Hey!"

She starts to chuckle at this, she then turns to other side of the bed and tries to go back asleep. I go to other side of the bed, and bend down to see her face, and I kiss her again. This time she launches herself at me, causing me to fall to the ground with her on top of me. She has me pinned to the ground as she looks me in the eyes. She still wears her outfit from earlier. A light blue blouse, a black lacy bra, barely containing her heavy breast, and a garter belt and stockings, she must have kicked off her heels as she was sleeping.

She removes the blouse which for the first time, let's me see her fully covered breast. She reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. But she catches it before it uncovers her breasts; with a sly smile she removes her hands, which causes the bra to fall free. They are perfect, I say to myself. I look at them, they are bigger than a handful (find out later on what size they are) and also they have a dark areola larger than a half dollar size coin, with an almost inch size nipple.

"Beautiful," is all I can muster, as I reach out with my left hand and start to fondle the right breast. I can't stop staring at them, and without thinking my right hand reaches for the left breast. I'm palming both breast, as I finally look up at Kate's face, she has complete and utter joy l showing, as she begins to bite her bottom lip.

When she does this, I take both nipples and squeeze them hard. It causes her to squeeze her legs which now have me pinned. She looks down at me and without me knowing it, has removed my towel around and is now stroking up harden member underneath her.

She looks at me, while I'm still palming her breast, and she lifts her body just enough to hover over my still growing member. Then she drops....



61.

Her body hasn't recovered yet, and she doesn't realize this until she has completely dropped. "Ow, ow, it hurts!!" She yells, as she then buries herself against my chest, "It hurts too much to move," she mumbles out against my chest.

"Shh, shh," I lay there as a wrap my arms around her, "don't move just stay right there, let your body get used to me."

After a couple of minutes she tries to move, but she again tenses up, not able to overcome the pain. She raises her head and looks me in the eyes with tears in hers, "I...I'm so sorry, Aden." Then she drops her face back into my chest.




Kate and I Ch. 55-62



"For what, my beautiful little angel?" I start to pat her matted hair, "this was going to happen, I should have stopped you, but I just couldn't, Katie," I say to her, "look at me." And with that, she raises her face, and I look her right into her soul piercing eyes. "How about this, you very slowly get up, and go take a shower, and we'll grab a bite to eat somewhere, and maybe if you aren't still sore, we'll continue this later, hmm?"

"Promise?" With an innocent look.

"Yes, my little angel, I promise."

Her face lights up again, as she slowly start to rise up, and with every inch exiting her I can see her struggling with it. After what feels like an entirety, she has finally lifted off my 8 1/2 inch cock. She clasps on the bed, and grabs her mound, as to protect it, "Oh my god that hurt, I thought sex was supposed to be enjoyable."

"Oh, it is fun," I stand up, "but for you as a woman who just lost your virginity, it'll take a little while for your," as I reach for her hand covered mound, and I cup her hand, "pussy to recover. Think about it this way, Katie," as I remove my hand and sit next to her, "you just tore your hymen, and bled a little," pointing out our mess from earlier, "your body has to get used to you not having it. But after you do recover, you'll be right as rain from here on out, as long as you don't go to rough for at least a little." I finish saying, then I lay back on the bed. My body completely nude from losing my towel.

She looks at me, naked except for her garters and stockings, and comes next to me as to cuddle. I wrap my arm around her, and pull her close. And she presses herself into me, as somebody would if they were cold.

She looks down at my full mast member, and without me realizing it, my hand falls on a fleshly breast. I start to caress her fleshy tit. And I feel Kate's breath become ragged as she begins to take her right hand, and starts playing with my cock. I start to enjoy the sensation of her playing with me; I look up at the ceiling. Kate's sees this, and her breath has vanished from my chest and now has moved down to the top of my cock. I look to see what she doing, and as soon as I look at her, half of my cock disappears in her mouth.



62. 

The first blowjob was a tension reliever. Helping me relax after finding out about the issues that I'm going to have to deal with.

The second blowjob was a foreplay blowjob. Getting me off, and then allowing me to go longer during the sex. Better for her, and better feeling for me.

This blowjob is just a time waster. Nothing for anything in particular, just wasting time. She saw me hard and decided to take me in her mouth and waste some time before she gets in the shower. It doesn't matter what 'type' of blowjob it is, they all are wonderful.

I look up at the ceiling, and I close my eyes, just enjoying the sensation. Her very slowly up and down, almost trying to keep hard instead of getting me off. I look at her, who is looking for approval before she continues; I take the back her head and start to push her down even more. She gets to message and takes me all the way in her mouth. I lean back and watch her, it's a beautiful thing to watch a gorgeous woman give you head. She continues this lazily head for other 10 or so minutes.

"Ah, oh, Katie," I start to talk, she stops and looks up at me, "finishes me off, then go and take a shower." She looks at me, and then resumes her pace, this time faster. She bobs up and down, and continues every now and then looks up at me, trying to figure how close I am. I pat her on her head, "don't, ah, worry I'll tell you when I'm close."

She looks down, and continues her assault on my cock, solely dependent in getting her load. She doesn't slow down, as my hips start to buckle from her onslaught, she just keeps going until, "O...okay, I'm getting close," I studded out, as she then grabs my balls and gives them a light squeeze. And that puts me over the edge.

She releases my balls, and pulls back enough to just have to head inside of her lips, and takes her hand and starts to jack me off. My balls shake, as she continues the jacking off. Then I cum with another torrent of semen. As I shoot nothing escapes her mouth, as she swallows everything. During this she looks up at me and watches my expression on face, as she continues to drink mouthful after mouthful the creamy goodness.

After she has taken everything that my poor balls can give she pulls my cock out of her mouth, and lightly gives it a kiss. Then hops out of bed, walks over towards the bathroom, grabs a robe, heads for the door out to the hotel floor, and disappears out, but before she does she looks back over her shoulder and gives me a playful wink.

All I can do as she does all of this is just lying there, dead to the world, as if she was a vampire and has just drunk the last of my blood. Oh my God, she is insatiable, I say almost worried to myself.



Kate and I Ch. 63-69



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63. What have I done? I ask myself, as I lay there on the bed after Kate has walked out of the door, and towards her room. What have I done for her to take such an interest in me? I finally decide to get up, still a little sore from her vigorous blowjob before she left.

I head back to the restroom to wash off my package, since Kate had left it a mess, drool everywhere. I turn on the sink, and run some warm water, grab a washcloth and wipe off my cock. I look down at it, and think, it's been I while since I've actually used him to this extent. Hell it's been what, 4 to 4 1/2 years. I finish cleaning it, and I head back into the main suite. Heading for my suitcase to pull out a clean pair of boxers, a pair of khakis shorts and a clean polo shirt. I get dressed, and crash on the couch with my laptop checking on emails, while I wait for Kate.

"Wow!" Looking at the time on my phone beside me, I'm stunned, "damn really, it's already 7:30! Where did all the time go? Ah, never mind, stupid question," I say with a smile and chuckle as I continue to look through the emails.

I laid back on the couch with my feet propped up with the laptop on my lap, and I'm completely tune to reading some report from another division called 'Future of Marketing Research and Cost Management' it's a fifteen page document that was sent to all division heads.

It's the most boring document, but for some reason I can't stop reading it. As I'm reading it, I don't hear Kate come through the door, and is now standing beside of me, looking down at the same document that I am.

"So, boss, do you have any clue on what it says?" Kate asks softly.

As she's speaking it startles me, "How do you do that?!"

"Do what?"

"Sneak up on me like that?!" I say shockingly. As I lay my laptop on the side table next to my phone.

"Well, boss," as she backs up and goes to the door, "it's like this," she reopens the door and heads out. She then comes back through this time sneakily, tip-topping her way over to me. She ends standing right where she was before.

"Ha, ha," force a sarcastic laugh, "very funny!" I grab her and throw her playfully on the couch.

"Ah!" Escapes her mouth as she falls, and then starts to laugh.

I look at her. Her hair has fallen down around her face, and she brushes it back around her ears, and I just shake my head. She crawls over to me.

"What?" She softly asks, as she lays her head on my chest.

I start to pet her head like a cat, "I just don't understand you, that's all."

"What do you mean?" She looks up with her green soul-piercing eyes.

"It...It's kind of hard to explain," I look at her as I wrap my arm around her.

"Aden, just say it," she says with a smile.

"I..., I haven't been with anybody, like this, since my ex," I wrap my arm around her, with it landing just before her fleshly breast. "So I might seem I little stand offish or even a little out of it sometimes. Not because of you, but because of her. I trust you, and I care for you, but..."

"You don't love me yet, do you?" She says softly and with no venom in her voice, as she looks at me.

"I...I..., yes," I say almost shamefully. As I start to caress her arm.

"I know, Aden," she says sweetly, "but you will, I AM your perfect woman, you just don't realize it," she says with confidence, "either one of three things will happen between us. One you'll realize it, and we'll be together." She wraps her arms undermine and around my back, "Two you'll think I'm a stalker and have me arrested." She looks up at me and chuckles as she says it, "Or three, you and I will stay friends, as well as boss and assistant. But we'll move on from each other." She looks at me again but with tears in her eyes this time.

"You have this all panned out don't you?

"Yep."

64. We lay there for what feels like an hours, wrapped in each other's arms, but it's more like fifteen or so minutes. We decide to grab some dinner, before we call it a night. If she and I are up for it we'll play but if we don't, we'll rest up for our long day tomorrow.

We make our way down to the lobby with minimal trouble. Nobody was in the hallway as we made it to the elevator; the ride was easy since we didn't have to wait a long time for it to arrive. And walk through the lobby was pleasant enough since this only person was the receptionist, and for some reason, she kept staring at us, mainly Kate.

As we made our way through, we decided to stop at the desk to see if we had any messages.

"Hello," I say with a smile, as we approach the desk.

"Hello!" With lots of exuberance in her voice, the receptionist chimes back. She continues glancing Kate's direction.

"I'm Aden Jones, room 413, and this is Kate Martinez, room 414, I was wondering if I had any message for us?"

"Let's see!" Continues with the exuberance, as she pops the gum that's in her mouth. Looking through the call logs for both rooms, "Mr. Jones you have one," she hands it to me. It's a note from Anon industries saying if I could, they would like me to contact them before I leave for Los Angeles. "And for you Ms. Martinez you have one, also," hands it to Kate. The receptionist almost seems nervous as she hands it to her. Kate looks at it, and her face lights up.

"Thank you very much," looking at the name plate on the counter, Kate says, "Jeanie." She flashes one of her million dollar smiles at the receptionist, which it causes Jeanie to blush heavily.

As Kate and I walk off from her, we can tell something is a little off about her. She continues to stare at Kate, and this time she's licking her lips, as she mumbles to herself, as we head out of the hotel. I look at Kate, "I think you have an admirer," I chuckle as we walk towards the rental.

"Yea, I think she wants," Kate looks back and tries to make eye contact with Jeanie. Who has now walked away from the counter and towards the bathroom, "some quality time in between my legs. Not saying I wouldn't enjoy that," she says, as she bites her bottom lip, "but right now. I want something," she looks over at me, "more filling."

"Maybe.." I chime back, as we continue to make our way over to the car, "..Not trying to change the subject (but I am), what was in that..."

"You'll see," Kate interrupts me, "and," she walks up to me with a sultry movement and smile, brushes my groin area with one hand to distract me, "I'm driving!" And with a sleight of hand, is holding the keys in the other.

"How do you? I just...," searching through my pockets for the keys, "had those a few minutes ago!" She takes off towards the rental, and I chase after her.

She makes it to the car first, "Ah ha," she sarcastically quips, she then opens the driver side door, and flashes a million dollar smile, as she gets in. Without me realizing she reaches into the back seat and grabs a tie that I have taken off earlier in the week and thrown back there.

I open the passenger side door, and get in. I sit and I start to reach for my seat belt, as Kate tosses the tie in my lap.

I look at her with puzzlement, she responds with a mischievous smile, "Put it on, like a blindfold." She says in a commanding tone, as she starts the car up.

"Okay?" I do. And without me realizing it, I'm now completely blind to the outside world. She puts the car in gear, and then hits the gas. We're off into the unknown, with Kate deciding on the direction.

65. As she drives she turns on some music and turns it up loud, as to block out noise from outside. Making me death and blind to the world, as she continues down the road, to her mysterious destination.

"If I didn't trust you!" I try to yell over the radio, "I think you were acting like a serial killer or something!"

I hear her laugh through the music, as she turns it down just enough for we could have a conversation without yelling at each other, "Who knows maybe I am. I could be taking you to a little place out in the middle of nowhere, where I can kill you and roast your body for some dinner! Yummy!"

I just shake my head, "Sometimes Katie, sometimes."

She starts to laugh, this time I feel the car stop. I reach for the make shift blindfold, "no, no, not yet." She stops my hand from pulling it off, "We're not there yet, just at a stoplight. I'll tell you when you can remove it."

"Okay, Katie." I place my hand at my side, and I feel Kate's hand on my lap. She accidentally brushes my manhood, as she squeezes my thigh, I guess. Can't tell because I can't see! She removes her hand and the car takes off again.

We go through this whole process probably dozen times. She stops at a stoplight places her hand in my lap lightly squeezes, brushes her hand against my manhood. Then removes her hand and the car takes off. During the ride I feel a handful of turns, few to the left and a couple to the right. Most of the traveling feels like it's in a straight line. Then suddenly, she stops the car, "we're here!"

Finally! I say to myself as I remove the tie from around my eyes, "...where are we?" I ask as my eyes start to adjust to the light. And it does look like we are in the middle of nowhere, except for a little place surrounded by several cars.

66. As my eyes start to adjust to the light that is left outside, I can finally able to make out a sign that is on top of roof, "Don Majuro's Café". As I look around I notice several vehicles parked around this place, some cars looking like rentals, and some other more pricey vehicles, looking like they came just off the showroom floor. I look at Kate still not really sure what's going on, I give her a questionable look. All she does is flash one of her million dollar smiles, and pulls out a flyer.

"Don't Majuro's Café," she says, as she hands me the flyer.

And I start to read it, "Don Majuro's Café, is the authentic Mexican cuisine. Fresh salsa in front of your eyes, tortillas fresh made, and a Mexican influenced band every night."

I look up from the paper to Kate. She flashes a huge smile at me, "I had to get a reservation for this place Monday when we arrived, and the note," handing me the piece of paper from the hotel, "says that our reservation is ready now. This place is voted the best Mexican style restaurant on the east coast, and even some reviews state that this place is better than most than most on the west coast, too. And plus look," Kate points at the window to a line that has formed around part of the building, "people have traveled from all over the country to eat here. This place, if you do not include that flyer, is completely mouth to mouth advertising."

Which is true as I begin to look through the parking lot while Kate's tries to find a parking place. I see New York, Massachusetts, Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, and Virginia tags. "Wow," I say impressively. "How did you hear about this place?"

"When I was making the reservations with the Marriott on Friday afternoon," Kate says as she pulls into a parking place, "the receptionist and I were taking about restaurants in the area and she mentions this place. So I made a reservation with this place when we landed early Monday morning."

"Wow," I turn to her, as she puts the car in park, "you are something else," then I place my hand on her thigh and give it a light squeeze. She blushes a bright crimson, as she looks over at me and smiles contently.

We get out of the car and head towards the entrance. Kate grabs my hand and pulls me through the crowd. After finally juking through, we make our way to the hostess stand that is just inside of the doors.

The hostess looks at us, "Welcome to Don Majuro's, how many?" She says, with a rushed smile.

"Actually," Kate let's go of my hand, and brushes her hair back around her ears, "I made a reservation."

"Okay," the hostess pulls the reservation list out, "what's the name?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Jones," Kate says in a whisper, but I still hear it.

"Okay, please follow me," the hostess grabs a couple of menus and ushers us to our table.

She finds our table, a two seated booth on a far right wall looking outside towards a huge field. We order our drinks, lemon-water for me of course and a Dr. Pepper for Kate. Then the hostess walks away.

I look at Kate, with a neutral expression. She speaks, "please don't be mad at me," her voice sounds worried as well as her expression, "I thought it was the best way to get a table," I still don't show any emotion. She starts to fiddle with her napkin as the hostess returns with our drinks.

"There you two go," the hostess flashes a smile, "your waitress will be with you shortly." And with that she walks away, leaving us alone.

67. We interrupt our regular schedule programming, to have another Brain v. brain talk:

"Okay," brain starts, "was it me or did everything just get a little weird?"

"Nope," Brain comments, "not just you. Everything was going so well, for the both of us, you know?"

"Tell me about it," brain angrily says, "I've gotten off," start to count on his fingers, "4 times in two days. And this 'girl' thinks we are attached to the hip?"

"For me," Brain speaks with more control, "it's not even that, we already stated that we love her right?" Brain looks over to brain for agreement and brain nods, "but why hasn't Aden? This wouldn't be weird if he already told her how he feels about her. What's stopping him from saying the simple, yet complex word?"

"Could be it 'her'?" brain asks.

"Who 'her'?" Brain asks not really sure what brain meant.

brain gives Brain a knowingly look, "No! No no, no no no no..." Brain stops and looks at brain, "how long did it take us to get him over 'her'?"

"Has he?"

"...," Brain and brain look at each, then they both take off for a room labeled "Archives"...

68. Brain and brain(will be speaking in parentheses) are the narrators for this trip back in time:

Her name was Erica Katherine Morrison, and she is the 'her'. They met when Aden was winning championships for his high school, and little did Aden know Erica was using him the whole time. (And before her, Aden was a virgin he was going to save himself for 'the one'.)

She was the most popular girl in school. Everywhere she went a legion of girls followed her and did anything that she told them to do. She even had most of the guys wrapped around her finger, as well as the teachers. The one of the only guys that didn't fawn over her was Aden.

(I mean I did, but you didn't, and why wouldn't I. She was this hot piece of, barley legal, meat. This tight body which was made only to fuck. And talk about fucking she knew every single play in the book, too. She had me begging for more, or me begging her to stop, either way I was happy.)

It was Aden's senior year, when out of the blue, Erica came up to him, and ask him out, (see Aden has always been kind of shy around the females, some people even thought that he might have been gay). Aden said yes (of course he did, think about it, she was perfect). During high school they were steady, they dated (they fucked), and Aden loved her (well I just wanted to fuck).

Aden was content with everything and during this, he had the perfect season, and he also won the state championship, as well as, All-American honors in high school. Lots of colleges came to him with full rides, then UCLA came to him with a full ride football scholarship, which he took without a second thought. Erica also got a scholarship for volleyball also to UCLA. So they would be together throughout college also (fucking non-stop, oh yea!!).

During the first year on campus they were the perfect couple. They live on separate floors, but they would visit (fuck) and go out (fuck somewhere else, not in a bed) all the time. Aden was planning on marrying her during this year but he decided to wait. He had great grades, she did as well (because she opened her legs to every teacher and student that helped her pass).

Then Aden's sophomore year happened, during which he led UCLA to National Championship against Alabama and won in a blowout. While throwing for 7 touchdowns and passing for almost 500 yards. (During this time Erica spent most of her time on her back with her legs pointed at the sky, or on her knees, or in all fours, or her face crammed in a pillow as Aden was taking her anally). Then he went to New York, and unanimously won the Heisman. Erica saw that Aden was going to be the number one pick when he would come out (she saw/listened this while she was on her knees listening to the TV, as she was giving head to somebody one of day) so she talked (fucked) some people about if possible he could leave early.

During this offseason, Erica tried to convince Aden to fight the NFL for the right to come out early. Which with backing from undisclosed agents and sources (because Erica promised them, she would be their fuck toy) he went to court and won (because Erica was in the court chambers with the judge for hours). But on the last day he could declare for the draft, he decided against it and went back for his junior year. Erica became infuriated (Which meant hardly any sex, at least for Aden, she still got plenty) and they almost broke up but Aden and her stayed together (still hardly any sex for Aden), and then the next season started.

The first game of the new season against SMU (a throw away game) it happened. Aden went back to pass and got hit as he launched a deep pass down the right sideline. The hit caused his ACL, MCL, PCL to tear at the same time, and he broke his, patella, tibia, and fibula all in the same leg, (and he also sprained his ankle) too. As the ambulance was leaving the field, nobody knew if Aden would play football again. Erica was enjoying (fucking) sometime (hours upon hours) with her volleyball coach (actually I heard it was the whole men's volleyball team). After she found out, she cried that she lost her golden egg.

Two days later during the surgery to repair all of the ligaments and bones, the doctors puncture his femoral artery in two different places. The first one they caught and repaired before any major damage was done. The second was not caught, the doctors sowed him up, and sent him to recovery.

The following couple of days Aden complained to the doctors that he wasn't feeling right. The doctors ingored his protests, and after which he suffered a blood clot in his femoral artery where the second puncture had originated. While Aden was on the surgery table, he almost bled out as the doctors were trying to remove the blood clot.

Aden survived, but the doctors told him that he would never be able to play football again, and that he would have a noticeable limp for the rest of his life. During this time of sadness in Aden's life he turned to Erica for support, she was there but not there (she was usually fucking her teachers to keep her grades up, while she was trying to find her new golden goose).

During the time of his recovery, Aden with the help of a lawyer sued the doctors for malpractice. Aden won close to 3 million dollars, complete coverage of his doctor bills related to that leg for the rest of his life, and the complete coverage of his college tuition (UCLA kept his scholarship, but he still had you know food bills, and things of the like).

When Aden was able to walk with crutches, he decided to surprise her with the wedding ring that he had saved from last year. So he went to her dorm room to surprise her and ask for her hand in marriage (also trying to get a piece of ass, it was close to 6 months since he had any kind of relief).

Now I let the other half fill in this next part ( thank you, as Aden walked in her dorm room. He saw her on all fours getting taken anally by the new quarterback of the team. He watched her scream in ecstasy as the shorter dick, and less talented quarterback cum inside of her asshole. He dropped the ring on the floor and hobbled out of her room and down the hall, now back to you)




Kate and I Ch. 63-69



Thank you, after which instead of trying to get even with her, he instead devoted all his time to recovery and his school work. He shunned (almost) all advances from women, and turned to a life of (somewhat) celibacy (only a couple of times did he go out and get laid).

Later he graduated summa cum laude with a major in business management and a minor in business development. As Erica was still trying to survive because she couldn't keep up with the demands (fucking) that she had place on herself.

After Aden had graduated, all he thought about was getting together with her again, but Erica had eventually disappeared and she couldn't be found anywhere. So Aden suffered a bout of depression. During which, he went traveling abroad in Europe.

His travels took him everywhere, from Scotland to Russia and everywhere in-between. During these trips, Aden became more confident in himself (except dealing with women in a physical manner). He developed a keen sense of business, and he also developed contacts throughout the world. They even helped him land his job at Apex International. He also had strengthened his leg to the point of where the limp was not noticeable.

But on the other hand, his traveling ended up hurting him as well. Aden became very reserved with women (he never went out and got some, they would almost have to throw themselves at him for him to have an interest. This never happened, some were interested but never came forth and went after him. I think some women thought he was gay, which is the furthest from the truth), he wasn't shy but he stopped looking at women sexually (tell me about it, I wasn't used, the way I wanted to be used, for the longest time). Aden thought that women would not find him appealing because of his leg (even though the limp was nonexistent).

When Aden arrived back to Los Angeles 2 years later, (yep 2 years, and almost 3 years without me getting any) he was a changed man (and 2 million dollar less rich). He used some of his contacts that he made in Europe, to land a prestigious opportunity (it was the bottom of the ladder) at Apex.

69. Brain and brain exited the 'Archives' and return to their original positions, and continue their conversation from before:

"Okay," brain starts, "so it's not her. What is it then, doesn't he understand when a hot piece is willing and able to be his play thing?"

Brain shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know, but we need to convince him. This is something I will get behind you on brain."

"...what?" brain says with shock and sarcasm, "Did we just agree on something?"

"Oh, shut up, stop being a dick!" 



Kate and I Ch. 70-75



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70. 

The waitress finishes collecting out order and walks away. I take a sip of my lemon-water, as I do Kate still looks at me worriedly. "Aden?" Kate worriedly asks, "are you going to say something?" As she continues to fiddle with her napkin, her eyes have dropped, "please say something, Aden."

What do you want me to say, hmm? I say to myself. I just keep looking at her, still not sure on what to say. "Katie," taking a sip of my lemon-water, her head snaps up, "you are starting to push me towards the second option here." Bringing up a previous conversation we had in the hotel, "Please next time you make reservations don't use that 'Mr. and Mrs. Jones' we aren't married, technically we aren't even dating." After I say this Kate's expression changed, as she continues to look at me.

"I...I," she tries to speak, "Aden, I...I...," she can't finish her thought as her green soul-piercing eyes have dropped to the floor.

As I see this I get out of my chair and I walk over to her, I get on one knee, and place my hand on her chin, "hey there," I pull her chin making her eyes come back up, "look at me." Her eyes meet mine, I remove my hand, from her chin and place it on her lap and clasp her hands, "I know what you want, and what you said, but I'm not there yet. I care for you deeply. But at this moment," I stand up and make my way back to my seat, "we need to take it slow. We are moving at lightning speed here. Neither one of us, are ready for that type of commitment."

"But I am, Aden!" Her exclamation has drawn a few wondering eyes.

"Are you, really?"

"Yes!" She exclaims again and looks at me, with a heated passion. Her newest comment has now drawn even more eyes from the surrounding tables, but she doesn't seem to be bothered by it, "What do I have to do to prove it to you!"

I'm not paying attention at the surrounding eyes, "That's the problem right there."

"What? What problem?" She says as she leans back and crosses her arms, while still looking at me with her full Latina filled passionate eyes.

I shake my head. She really doesn't see it does she? I say to myself. I lean forward, as to whisper, "There is no proving yourself to me Katie. We need to..."

"I know!" She interrupts me and with a tad of sarcasm, "take it slow! Why?" She leans forward, and lays her hands on the table with some controlled restraint.

"Why? How well do you really know me? Because I've only known you for 5 months,"looking around now as I see the eyes of the people who can't mind their own business. I lean forward even closer to her, and in a whisper, "And we've only 'known' each other for what a day and half?"

"Yeah, but," still oblivious to her surroundings.

"But...," I interrupt her, "you really..," I stop talking and look around, I see even more noisy people looking at us, wondering what's going to be said next, "can I help you?!" I annoyingly quip to the room, as Kate looks around and sees several prying ears and eyes. When I say this everybody's head snaps around embarrassingly to their significant someone and continues their previous conversations like nothing had happened. I start to open my mouth to speak, but instead I smile, shake my head and start to giggle.

Kate still red from embarrassment, forces out a laugh, which turns into genuine giggle. A couple minutes later we are still chuckling about it, as the waitress arrives with our food.

"Okay, Katie lets please put," with my close fisted left hand, I take the thumb and pinky as to make pointers and move it back and forth between us, "this on hold, please." She reluctantly agrees with a nod, "We need to talk about tomorrow...."



71.

This place is amazing! I say to myself, as Kate and I are enjoying our meals, since we have finished out conversation about tomorrow, these tortillas taste like heaven, and this salsa is the best I've ever tasted, and she was right. They made it right in front of you; I wonder do they make it for you can take home? The sauce isn't too tomatoey or too hot, it's just right. Kate looks at me as she and starts to laugh, in between her bites of heaven.

"Wwat?" I asked with my mouth full of food.

"Nothing." She smiles as she shakes her head.

I give Kate a fake angry look, and she bursts out laughing, I swallow, "What is so freaking funny?"

"It's," she looks at me with adoration in her eyes, "only of you could see yourself right now." I take another bite and start chewing, she leans forward a little, "You had this same look on your face when I was giving you a blowjob."

And with that I choke, and start coughing trying to break loose the food. Kate at first looks worried until I stop and swallow the bite, and then suddenly she start laughing again, this time almost dropping to the floor.

"Well Katie," I look at her with sarcasm, "if you were giving me head right now, I would probably die of pleasure."

She straightens herself up; "I wonder?" she smiles wickedly.

"No," I snap playfully, taking another bite.

"Why not?" She loses the smile, and replaces it with a kiddy pout.

"Two things," I finish the bite, "One, we are in public, and if you did we would probably lose out jobs for indecent exposure, and probably a list of additional crimes." I see Kate wicked smile come across her face again, "And two, I don't want to die." Kate's kiddy pout resurfaces, as I end the sentence in a higher voice than it started with.

The wicked smile resurfaces again, "Well, if you're going to go, why not go in the pleasurable way." I just shake my head at her. Then out of nowhere I feel Kate's heeled foot rubbing my leg, and it approaches my groin.

I reach under the table for her leg, "Katie, Katie, Katie," I grab her foot and move it away from my growing erection. "Stop."

She removes her foot and slides it back to its original position, all the time a kiddy pout comes across her face, and in her little girl voice, "aww, I want to play."

"No play." I respond in a playful tone.

"Later?" She asks, as her face starts to light up.

"Maybe."

One of her million dollar smiles breaks across her face as we finish eating.

72. 

It was close to 11pm when we finished, the place was starting to close as we were leaving since we were the last ones there. As we were leaving I looked up at the starry night, and look around, not a cloud in the sky, I say to myself. I throw my arm around Kate, and she responds by wrapping her arms around me as we walk towards the car.

Since I don't know where we are and she does, she drives us back to the Marriott. During the trip back, I lay my hand on her lap and she paces her non-driving hand on it and squeezes lightly. She continues down this winding road, not really sure where we are until I see a sign that says; Asheville 40 miles, Blue Ridge Parkway 36 miles.

I have an idea, I think to myself as we continue down the road. 30 minutes later we are approaching the Blue Ridge Parkway turnoff, "Katie, turn onto the Parkway."

"Okay." Not really sure on what I'm doing, but she does without hesitation.

"Find the closest outlook," and she does a few minutes later.

As she puts the car in park, I open my door, and get out, "Let's get in the back seat." Kate smiles, as she turns off the car, and makes her way towards the back. I lay back in the seat and stretch. Kate opens her door and gets in the seat, she comes over to me, she reaches under my shorts, "No, Katie, let's just cuddle." She starts to pout, but it changes to a smile.

"I thought we were going to," she curiously asks, as she lays her head on my chest, and takes a deep breath, "you know play?" She releases and takes another deep breath.

"Katie," I look down at her as I wrap my arm around her, and start caressing her side, "we will have all the time in the world to play. Tomorrow we have a big day at JL and..."

"Zzz," Kate unknowingly interrupts me, as she has dozed off.

"Well, should've seen that coming." I chuckle, "Why not?" I say as I lean my hand back and close my eyes.

I'll sleep for a couple hours, then I'll head back to the hotel, I say to myself, as I shift my weight to get more comfortable with Kate laying on me, sound asleep.

73.

"Aden," I hear somebody sweetly call my name, ♪Aden♪, the voice has now become a singsong. I start to stir awake, but I don't open my eyes. I feel a soft pair of lips kissing mine, and it causes me to open my eyes. Every morning everybody should be able to wake up to this site, I say to myself, as I see Kate beautiful green soul-piercing staring at me, and her lips are touching mine. When my eyes open she pulls back a little, "Good Morning handsome," she smiles as her eyes are still locked with mine.

"Good Morning, beautiful," I yawn, trying to stretch as I realize we are still in the backseat of the car. "What time is it?" As I continue to stretch, finally realizing its very cramped.

"It's 630ish. And we still have to go back to the hotel and get ready," Kate starts to sit up, and I crack my neck. "Would you like to stop for breakfast before or after?" She asks, as she opens her door and gets out, straightening her clothes, light blouse and her skirt, in the process.

"Actually," somewhat coherent, "before, I'm famished. Do they have a Bojangles in the area?"

"Yep."

"K sounds good." I get out of the car. I lean against the closed door, as I do I look around the area and take a deep breath, "Damn beautiful place. What do you think Katie?"

"Oh yes," she chimes back, "especially with such lovely company." As she sultry walks around the car over to me, and wraps her arms around me, and gives me a deep kiss against the car.

I return the kiss, as I do I reach down and palm her ass. I give her luscious ass a firm yet gentle squeeze, and she purrs into my mouth. I let go of her supple ass, and I take a couple of steps forward. I turn her around and throw her against the car, making us separate as she hits. When she does, a wicked smile comes over her face and she places her arms behind her back, causing her heavy set of breasts to stick out more. I take a couple of steps forward, as to give her a kiss, and as I do I feel one of her legs wrap around me and it pulls me quickly into her.

"Ugh!!" We both gasp as we hit each other from the force of her movement. She then takes that same leg and places it between mine cause me to press into her even more especially where her mound is located. She bites the bottom lip, as she feels my growing erection against her covered mound.

I reach under her blouse, and I grab one of her heavy bra covered tits and I squeeze like a vice grip. She bites her bottom lip even harder, almost drawing blood this time. I look directly into her eyes, and I release her tit, which causes her to gasp again. With no verbal words but with body language, I ask her if she is ready. She gives me sexually charged uncontrollable nod, as I reach under her skirt and move aside her panties. At the same time, she moves her left hand from behind her back, and unzips my shorts and fishes out my manhood, in one quick motion.

She causes my manhood to pulse from the sheer force and quick motion she used to pull it out and it makes me to gasp. I return the favor by going under her skirt and shoving my middle finger and ring finger on my left hand deep inside her, and it also causes her a bite her bottom lip again, and grunt through her teeth.

I start to move my left hand slowly inside her, as she continues to slowly jack me off with her right hand. Every time I move the full length of my fingers inside of her, I bottom out and I take my thumb and smash her clit. It causes her to jerk, and bite her bottom lip. All the while she jacks me off with long and steady strokes. Every time she hits the base, she rises to the head and splits the piss-hole with the side of her index finger and squeezes lightly. After a few minutes of this her jacking me off she switches to my balls, as she reaches down and grabs hold my balls and begins to fondle them, rolling them in her hand roughly.

Oh my God, I say to myself, If I don't make her cum, she'll kill me with this, I'm hard as a rock and getting close to shooting but her movements aren't fast pace or to erratic for me. So get her off first then I'll get off.

So with that, I double my efforts I start crushing her clit with my thumb, which causes her to let go of my dick and just starts to focus on my balls. I continue pistoning my hand inside of her. I fit another finger inside of her my index finger and I start trying to find her the spot. By the time, I have placed the third finger inside of her, she is only rolling my balls in her hand, and has stopped using her hand to jack me off.

I have found her g-spot, because she is not moving and moaning into my shoulder. She is holding my balls securely, like a toddler holds onto their blanket. And also she has wrapped her other arm, that isn't holding my balls, around my shoulder as to support her from falling. I can tell she's getting close because of her obstreperous moans have become louder and her grip on my balls, or on my shoulder, have become tighter and tighter.

She freezes up, her breath has become so ragged that it seems like she is almost forgetting to breathe. When she does breathe, her moans have become so vocal that anyone in a 5 mile area could hear her. And her grip on my nut sack feels like a vice squeezing a nut until it pops. She is supporting herself completely against me with just her arm wrapped around me, as her knees have become like Jell-O.

Then she comes, and she comes violently. She screams so loud that if any cops were in the area would be thinking that I have killed her. And the way she's acting I might just have, she has completely gone limp, and my shoulder is the only thing that is keeping her from falling. Her grip on my balls is starting to hurt from the pressure she is placing on them. I have to wince from the pain as the only thing she is holding is them. After a few minutes of her gathering herself, she has regained the use of her legs and knees as she is now starting to stand on her own.

She raises her head off my shoulder and stares into my eyes, as she backs away from me, and slumps against the car. She gathers her breathe for another minute or so, until she smiles wickedly as she reaches forward and roughly grabs hold of my dick. This movement causes me to step forward without any volition of my own.

She looks provocatively at me as she slowly drops to her knees, and with a captivating smile, she licks the head and takes me into her hot wet mouth. She continues to bob up and down as her vixen's eyes stare into my soul. She very lightly takes her teeth and runs them across the underside of my manhood, and she takes her tongue and slips the hole. This causes my legs to become weak, as my knees almost start to give away.

Because of her earlier deeds on my manhood and his friends, I'm not going to last long, but I want something different from her this time;

"K...Katie, I...I'm....get...getting close," I studded out, as she looks up but continues her onslaught on my cock, "this... time... I want... something different."

She stops and pulls off, "Hmm, lover-boy," but she jacks me off as she speaks, "what can your humble, dirty little SEXretary do for you?" she speeds up her pace, "you know I will do anything," even faster, "and I mean anything for you."

I try my best to hold off, "Ah, I... want to..," even faster, her hand is moving like a piston, "cum... all... over your... face."

She cracks one of her million dollar smiles, "tell your little slut when you are ready," and with that her pistoning arm is replaced by her mouth.

Then she continues her onslaught, this time doubling her efforts like I did with her. She takes her teeth and lightly bites the mushroom head, which every time she does causes me and my member to become rigid. It feels like she's writing on my cock with her tongue as it dances all over.

She massages my cock with the back of her throat, when she deep throats me. She'll come up for air and then descend along the shaft and stay down as long as she can as her throat massages me.

She'll continue this until my cock is slobbering, then she removes her slavering hot mouth from my cock and starts to work on my balls as she keeps me hard with long and steady hand strokes. She puts one of my balls into her mouth and sucks on it roughly, like she's trying to suck an anvil through a straw. She'll do this to each balls several times. When she either realizes it's impossible or non sensible, she changes up her tactics. She now places either ball in between her teeth and bites very lightly, and this causes me to stiffen, as she does this she looks up and sees my reaction.

She smiles as she removes her hand from my cock reinserts my hard member back in her mouth to finish me off this time picking up the pace, like she's tired of waiting and she wants her facial.

"Okay!!!" I yell, as I place my hands in the car to brace myself. She pulls off just in time with her head looking up; eyes still lock on me and her mouth closed as my cock starts erupting. The first shot of semen lands on her forehead and it starts dripping on her brow, and down to her nose. The second lands in her right eye, and she doesn't even blink still staring at me, as if I'm blessing her with holy water. The third lands on her mouth, and it starts dripping down her chin, as she smiles. The fourth, still with force and power, lands on her left brow and it drips over her eye, while she's still staring at me. The fifth, losing some power and force, lands on her nostrils and it drips over her lips. The big shots have ended and Kate takes me back in her mouth and suckles on it, as a baby does with a pacifier, and this does cause my legs to give. I stumble back and my cock escapes her wonderful mouth.

74. 

Kate stays on her knees with the look of pleasure and contentedness in her face, as she looks at me. She tries to catch the sperm as it gradually starts to drip down her face and onto her blouse.

"No," I look at her wickedly, and start to think to myself, I wonder, would she? As she stops. "Don't clean up leave it on your face like you are," she looks interested in what I'm going to say next, "I want you to look like that as we go into Bojangles."

Her sperm covered face is red for embarrassment now, "I...I can...can't do that, Aden."

"Why not?" Still with a wicked grin.

"It... it's not right, what about the whole, 'looking the part' thing?" She starts to blush.

"Nobody knows us here," I bend down, to look her directly in her sperm covered eyes, "and plus, you said that you would do anything for me, right?"

"...Yes..."

"So," I stand up, and zip myself up, "I want this, so do it. You might as well get used to it, when we get back to Los Angeles this will happen a lot." I finish zipping myself, and I look down at her again.

She looks up through the sperm, "What...do you mean by this," pointing to her cum-covered face," will happen a lot?"

I smile, and I offer my right hand to help her up, which she gladly takes, as she stands she brushes off her knees, and adjusts her panties underneath her skirt. I start to talk as she stands, "Well, my little cum-covered angel," I adjust her blouse, as I talk avoiding the drying cum spots, "I think it's hot to see a woman walk around like nothing has happened with her face covered in cum. It'll only happen behind closed doors inside of the office," I brush some hair behind one of her ears, "when we are alone. I won't be like 'deliver this to whoever covered in sperm', see that wouldn't be right now."




Kate and I Ch. 70-75



As I say this, she chuckles and smiles, "You're a pervert aren't you, Aden?" She stops and holds my hand on the side of her head, next to her ear.

"I'm not per say a pervert, but I have some things I would like to try. Especially if you are willing." I start rubbing the inside of the pinna of her ear with my trapped hand.

I see her close her eyes, enjoying the sensation of me rubbing her earlobe, "Aden," see reopens her eyes, and looks at me through the sperm, "I will do anything, your heart desires. All you have to do is ask I'm a try sexual, I'll try anything once and if I don't like it I'll tell you..." She ends the sentence with a purr.

"Well," I smile, "you ready, my angel?" As I remove my hand.

"Yes," she looks red, "but I'm still a little embarrassed, by all this."

"Something tells me," I start to head for the driver side; "you'll be aroused and ready to pounce on me later."

"Aden," she looks at me licking her lips as some of the sperm has drip down, "I could pounce on you any time; you always make me hot and bothered." She opens the passenger side door, sits, and buckles her seat belt.

I open my door, sit and also buckle my seat belt, as I look at her, "this'll be different." I take one last look at my little cum-covered angel, start the car up, and pull out of the overlook parking and onto the road back to Asheville looking for a Bojangles.



75. 

After a ten minute ride, we finally pull into the Bojangles parking lot. Kate's face is still covered in cum, and it's starting to dry a little, but it's still shiny enough to make out that something is on her face. And if you are paying attention you would know what it was, then in the other hand it could almost come off as face cream. Her shirt looks horrible, with dried cum spots anywhere but it looks fantastic to me at least, which is fine by Kate's standards.

We step out of the car and start to head into the restaurant. Kate's face, under the sperm, is starting to blush and turn red even more now, than it was earlier when I brought up this idea. We step inside and look around; except for the workers the place is empty.

Hmm, I think to myself. "Katie," I turn to her, as she looks at me, "order for me, I'm going to take a step back and watch."

Her face turns not red, but a bright pink as she looks at me, "yes, um, what do you want?"

"Cajun filet sandwich combo, with fries and a bottle of water," I start to look around, "they might have some lemon around here somewhere."

"Okay," she says, then walks off towards the counter. She steps up to the counter and waits for the cashier.

A pretty young woman pale redhead, probably just out of high school, working a part time shift, while going to college turns around from talking to the cook and walks up to the cash register, "Hello, welcome to Bojan...," she stops talking as she looks at Kate's sperm covered face and blouse, and she turns just as pink as Kate is, "Um, I, um, welcome to Bojangles can I take order?" She regains herself, but can't take her eyes off her face.

"Yes," Kate still red, "can I get two Cajun filet sandwich combos with fries, one with a bottle of water and the other with a fountain drink." But is able to get through the order without messing up.

"Um, let's see," the cashier tries to put a coherent sentence together," you, uh, said two cu..Cajun filet sandwich combos with seasoned fries," turning a dark almost sunburnt pink, "one with a bottle of water and the other with, ah what again?"

"Fountain drink," Kate repeating herself, "soda." She says slowly.

The pale redhead face is as red as her hair, "Oh, ha-ha," she tries to hide her embarrassment with a laugh, "okay, sorry I had a brain splash, I uh, mean freeze." As she stares at Kate's sperm covered green eyes.

"No problem," Kate said through the cum, trying to reassure her, "trust me it happens." She smiles at the cashier.

The young pale cashier finishes the order and takes the cash from Kate, and gives her back the change with no problem. Except she can't take her eyes off the sperm, and as Kate turns around and comes up to me with my bottle of water and her cup, she turns around to the cook.

As the cook finishes our order he and the cashier talk about what just happened. Kate walks back up to the register and collects our food, the cashier points at Kate, and shakes her head as to signal 'yes, her'. The cook doesn't believe her, and he walks around to the front end, and continues the conversation. As Kate and I sit, the conversation turns a little heated, it looks like the cook still doesn't believe her, so she hands him a wash cloth and motions for him to go out into the sitting area and 'clean some tables'. He does almost begrudgingly, he 'cleans' some tables, and he comes over to the table right next to us, and while he's 'wiping' up a pretend mess he looks over at Kate. I motion to her while we are eating, to look his way 'accidentally' and smile, as she does the cook, a young white guy probably similar age to the cashier, looks at her. And he turns fifteen different shades of pink, he 'cleans' the table as fast as he can and runs off to the counter.

The cook returns to the cashier, and it looks like he profusely apologizes to her. He bends over and whispers something into her ear. "SLAPP!!!!" is all you here coming from the counter as the cashier slaps the cook. "Not while we are working, you idiot!" Then she smiles at him and in a somewhat whisper, but Kate and I can barely hear what she's saying, "But ask me later, maybe." She looks at him, as he holds the side of his face where he has been hit. And through his pain on his face you see he crack a smile. The cashier gives him a seductive smile, and tells him to go back to his station. He heads off for the back still holding his face, but with a grin. Kate, with her drying cum-covered face, and I look at each other and giggle a little.

After the cook runs off, it leaves Kate and I alone. We are enjoying our meal. Kate takes a fry and runs it across her chin and eats it. She closes her eyes and savory's the fry as she chews it, and reopens her eyes and smiles seductively at me.

"So," I smile at her, "good fry?"

"Oh yes," she purrs, and starts to squirm in her seat. "You are right to."

"Right about what?"

"About this," points to her drying sperm covered face, "making me horny," I can see her squeezing her legs together, "this is making me soak through my panties." As she looks at me, and I can see her nipples poking through her bra and blouse.

"Yep," I smile, "thought so. Anyway it's," looking at my phone, "almost 8 and the meeting is when?"

"11 o'clock." She very gently nods her head to prevent any accidental cum splattering.

"So, Katie," looking at our plates which are now empty, "head to the bathroom, clean yourself up a little, and do anything else," I give her a 'knowing' nod, "that you need to, and let's leave."

She smiles, "you could always join me, you know." As she takes a finger wets it, between her lips, and wipes it against her brow to gather some dried sperm, then puts in her mouth and savory's the my taste even more.

"Actually," I say shifting my sore yet growing erection, "I'm a little sore, you really put a number on him, what you did was unfair."

"It's your fault, Aden," she sticks her to tongue at me, and wiggles it at me.

"Go now! Before I jump you!" I say with fake anger.

"Yes, sir!" And with that she stands quickly and rushes off to the restroom.

As she heads over, I see the cook and cashier eyes follow her to the restroom. I chuckle when I see this, the red headed cashier's eyes stop following her and the swing over to where I'm seating and we make eye contact, while her counterpart keeps looking at Kate. Her face turns to the color of her hair and I smile, she starts to say something but then a customer walks in.

Kate's gone long enough that the customer and the cashier finish with their business at the counter, and we make she contact again. This time I wink at her, and this causes her to blush heavily as another customer comes in. She tries to put a coherent sentence together but has a difficulty with it, and Kate come out of the bathroom refreshed and ready to leave. As we get ready, Kate looks over at the cashier who still is stuttering and having difficulty, she looks over at me, and mouths 'what happened' to me. All I do is shrug my shoulders and mouth "I don't know' as we walk out the door.