Michael

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Chapter 11

I was startled by the alarm clock, the next morning. I quickly jumped in the shower and then heard Bill, “Can I come in?”

“Yeah, good morning!”

“Will you be offended if I pee while your here?”

“No, it’s fine.”

“Can I join you?’ he said, as he swung open the curtain.

“Sure,” I hesitated. I couldn’t help but remember Michael right now as Bill climbed in behind me and soaped my back. Then he rubbed his hand down between my butt cheeks.

“No, I can not be late, Mr.”

“How fast can you cum?” he whispered behind me.

“Don’t, I can’t!” I pulled away from him, laughing.

“Yes, you can, come here!” He turned me around to face him and we kissed.

“No...I don’t have time. Get out, go! You are too distracting for me in the morning!”

He laughed, “Ok! Let me just at least rinse for a second.”

We switched places, “Come on, hurry up!” I grabbed his butt.

“I’m going!” he climbed out. “Want me to make us something for breakfast? Do you have any eggs?”

“Yes! That would be great!”

When I entered the kitchen, he had set the table, and had cooked the eggs. “It smells delicious! Do you like to cook?”

“I don’t mind it. My mother always said her boys would make better husbands, if we learned to cook and clean up after ourselves.”

“She is right!”

“I was thinking this weekend we could ride back out to the farm for dinner and you could meet her and Dad.”

“Ok, thanks for giving me plenty of notice.”

“Well, now you can prepare, right?’

“Yes! Will your brother be there too?”

“I’m not sure if he will be in town, he keeps a crazy schedule.”

“Are you close?”

“Yes, he’s my kid brother, that’s what I’ve called him for years is Kid. Although, he’s only a year younger than me. I haven’t been able to see him as much as I’d like to the past couple of years, but I talk to him. I can clean up if you want to get going and I’ll lock myself out.”

“Want to walk Callie for me too? Or is that pushing my luck?”

“No problem.”

I walked over and kissed his cheek, “Thanks, see you in an hour at the office!”

On my drive to work my mind wandered to the future again. I could see myself being married to Bill, maybe a log cabin on a small farm with a bunch of kids and living happily ever after! I love my job, but have always dreamed of being a Wife and Mother.

“Morning Lisa,” said Mr. Global. “You ready for this morning’s meeting?”

“Yes.”

“You take the lead, ok? Check in with the marketing team first, but I think they have all they need to finish up.”

“OK, I will. See you in a bit.”

After discussing the final details with the rest of the crew, I realized that our business would be done with Bill today. Unless some unforeseen issue arises during today’s meeting, we are done. It will be really strange not to see him everyday at work, even though he only comes by for a short time daily, I have gotten used to the routine of seeing him. I wonder if he realizes our business is done. He hadn’t mentioned it to me. There was a knock at the door.

“Hello Ms. Banksworth.”

“Mr. Bowen,” I smiled, “Come on in.”

He grinned, I could tell he was undressing me with his eyes. I got right down to business. “We will be meeting in conference room 3 in about fifteen minutes. Do you know of any issues that could arise today?”

“No, I spoke to my VP and the team last week, they said everything was fine.”

“Yes, well then, this will in all likeliness be our last meeting and by Friday, we should be finished.”

“Great!” he smiled.

“It will be strange, don’t you think?”

“What?”

“Well, you won’t need to be here everyday anymore.”

“That’s true. Will you miss me?”

“Maybe.” I teased.

“Maybe? Ouch! That hurts, Lisa. I’d much rather see you outside of these walls, where I can touch you anytime I want to,” he glared at me.

“Stop it!”

“C’mon, make me happy, tell me you will miss me.”

“I will miss you very much, of course! Feel better?”

“Much.”

“Let’s go!” I grabbed my papers and we headed out.

The meeting went as planned, I think I did really well. Bill gave a nice speech at the end thanking all of us and praising our efforts. I liked being able to see him in his “authoritative” position, it definitely turned me on.

Walking back to my office, I got a text from Bill:

Want to do dinner?

Yes

Pick you up at 6?

Ok great

No sweats wear something nice

Where are we going?

It’s a surprise!

I searched through my closet and decided on the blue dress, that I had originally brought to wear to the club, the one that Terry wouldn’t let me wear! I chose my black wedges and put on some eye make up. I heard a knock at the door, “It’s me.” I opened it to see Bill standing with a huge bouquet of roses, and he was dressed in a sleek black pant suit with a gray button down shirt. He looked very good!

“Oh my gosh, thank you! They are just beautiful Bill.”

“You’ve done a great job, Lisa. I was afraid if I sent them to the office, you’d get upset with me.”

“That makes me sound terrible!”

“I mean to say, I know how important it is to you to separate business with pleasure, so these are officially for Ms. Banksworth.”

“I love them!” I grabbed a vase from the cabinet and filled it with water.

“You look stunning!” he complimented me.

“Thank you!”

He came up behind me, twirled me around and kissed me. “I like your dress. It’s very pretty.” He always seemed to notice the details. “C’mon, before I’m tempted to rip that pretty dress off,” he grabbed my hand, and we headed out the door.

We pulled up to the valet in front of a huge glass front restaurant called Paradox. There were outdoor candles, a doorman, and huge crystal chandeliers. It looked to me like a place someone could have their wedding reception at. The host took us to the far end of the restaurant to a table that was set perfectly, with flowers, candles, wine glasses, fine china horderve plates, and linen napkins. It was simply beautiful. Bill was the perfect gentlemen, as usual, and pulled my chair out for me.

“This is just beautiful!” I smiled.

“You like it?”

“Yes!”

“I wanted to celebrate.”

The waiter brought over a bottle of wine, and poured a glass for both of us.

“To you, Lisa. You’ve done a fantastic job.”

We toasted our glasses. “You’re spoiling me,” I said. I have to admit to myself, I did like it.

“You deserve to be. I was watching you today, your really good at handling people. I know you said you just recently started with Global, but I couldn’t tell. I’d like to make you an official offer. I want you to come work with me. You’d be a great asset to the company and…”

“Bill, I couldn’t,” I interrupted him. “I appreciate the offer, and the complement, but no. I’m very happy where I am.”

“Understand, I would pay you substantially more than what your likely earning now.”

“No, it’s not about the money.”

“How can I convince you?”

“You can’t. I don’t want you to be my supervisor.”

“I would let you handle your assignments, I wouldn’t interfere.”

“Please Bill, I would never feel comfortable having a personal relationship with you, and a business relationship. You know that.”

“I do. I’m disappointed, but I had to make the offer. You can’t blame me for wanting you to be a part of my company. I recognize your talents.”

“Thank you, your not angry?”

“No. If you ever change your mind, the offer stands.”

“Ok,” I smiled. “I was actually really nervous today. It felt good though.” I glanced at the menu. “Have you been here before?”

“Yes,” he smiled. “Everything’s delicious. We have all night, I’m in no hurry. What would you like as an appetizer?”

“Hmm, the crab dip sounds delicious.”

“Perfect,” he said and ordered it for us.

“My brother will be here this weekend and my mother said to tell you she’s very excited to meet you.”

“So you talk to your family about me? That’s a good sign.”

“Ha Ha! Yes, it is. Nevermind talk about you, your actually coming to meet them! I’ll need to pick you up at 5:00.”

“How many of the twelve have met your family?”

“The twelve! Ha, Lisa, you never cease to surprise me,” we laughed. “Not many, it’s a big step for me.”

“So, I should be honored?”

“No, I am honored to bring you.”

My heart could have melted! He was very suave yet genuine. He scooted his chair to the other side of the table, to be closer to me. He put his hand on my knee, and kissed my cheek. He filled my glass again. I’m driving, so the rests for you.

“Are you trying to get me drunk?”

“If you like. You can have anything you want. So where did you work before Global?”

“Just a small non profit group.” I hated when he asked me questions about my past.

“Why are you always so veig when you talk about yourself?”

“I don’t mean to be.”

“Why did you move out here? Was it for Global?”

“Yeah, it was a longshot I applied for...I needed a change.”

“Hmmm? Running away from someone? The same someone who taught you to shoot?”

The waiter came and brought our main course, thankfully, I hated lying to Bill. I wasn’t good at it. I tried to change the subject.

“Should I bring something Sunday to dinner?”

“Just you.”

“Funny, I haven’t cooked for you yet. I do know how. I think next time, we should eat in and I will spoil you. What is your favorite meal?”

“Cheeseburger and fries.”

I laughed, “Well that’s pretty standard. “Do you like Italian?”

“I like everything,” he leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I like the taste of you best.”

“Bill!” I slapped his leg.

“Your blushing,” he said.

“I’m sure!”

He leaned over again, “No one can hear me, but you. Do you want to dance?”

“I would love to.”

We walked over to the other side of the restaurant, I could see about five other couples on the dance floor. Bill motioned for my hand. He held my waist with one arm and formally held the other out to the side. Much differently than when we were at the club dancing.

“I might step on your toes!” I confessed.

“I don’t mind.”

“Did your mother teach you to dance too?”

“Actually, yes.”

“I’m looking forward to meeting her. She has obviously raised a gentleman.”

“She will be glad to hear that!”

“Tell me about your mother, Lisa. I’m sorry, unless it upsets you?”

“No, no. I can talk about her. My mother was amazing. She was loving and kind. She loved to go out to eat and to the movies. She laughed a lot. Ummm. she like to embarrass me, she’d always try to fix me up with someone, like it could be the waiter when we were ordering or the guy at the bank drive through window.”

Bill laughed, “She sounds great.”

“Yeah, she wanted me to be married and give her grandchildren, lot’s of them!”

“Would she have approved of you dating me?”

“Yes, for sure.”

“And your father?”

“He was a great man. He supported us and worked a lot of overtime to give us what we wanted. He loved to work on projects in the garage and around the house. He could build anything. He loved my mother and I very much.”

“Would he have approved of me too?”

“Of course, why wouldn’t he?” I laughed. “My parents lived a simpler life, we didn’t want for anything financially, but we didn’t live extravagantly either. I went to great schools and lived in a great neighborhood. I always felt lucky that my mother stayed at home instead of working full time. Did your mother work raising you and your brother?”

“No. She was always home with us too. What do you want to do, when you have children?”

“I would love to stay home and not miss a single first moment of anything. I just can’t imagine having to put my baby in daycare all day. I worked in a few when I was a teenager.”

“How old are you?”

“How old do you think I am?”

“Ooooh, dangerous question, I’d say mid twenties.”

“Yeah, you’re right, I’m twenty six. And you are?”

“Thirty four.”

“You seem to have accomplished a lot already,” I complimented him.

“Thank you, I’ve worked hard to get it up and running. I think my mother is going to fall in love with you! I think…I know...I have.” He leaned in close to my cheek and said, “Ms. Lisa Banksworth, I do love you.”

I kissed his lips softly held his hand tight and said, “From the moment I saw you in your cowboy hat, even though I got mad at you, when I looked at you through that mirror, I knew I was falling in love with you.”

“My ratty old cowboy hat did it? Who’d have guessed?”

We went back to the table, paid the check and headed back to the apartment. I was beginning to feel the wine.

“Thank you for tonight, Bill. It was just perfect,” I said as we entered the apartment.

“Almost perfect. I’m not done with you yet.”

“What else do you have planned?”

He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He kissed me passionately, as he lifted my dress over my head and then unzipped his pants. I waited eagerly.

“Tell me to stop, if your not comfortable,”

Before I could respond he turned me around, gently pushed on my shoulders and spread my legs apart. I wasn’t sure, but was turned on. He entered inside me as before, but in this position it felt more intense to me. I could move back and forth harder to meet his movements. He rubbed my behind and back. Once I got over feeling awkward about my position, I did like it. It gave him a lot of control over me, which scared me a little, but I trusted him.

After awhile he whispered, “Turn around,” he said as he moved my legs and guided me to lay on my back. I was still on the edge of the bed when he spread my legs up, he was able to lean over me, while entering me again. He kissed me so softly, making me want for him more and more. Then he stood up, continuing to thrust as he held my legs open. He came shortly afterwards and then collapsed on top of me. I rubbed his back, he stayed inside of me, not moving. I was out of breath and he was too.

Callie came running into the bedroom and for the first time, jumped right onto the bed! She was howling and started licking Bill, ready to play.

“Get down! Callie!” I yelled.

“She’s not bothering me.”

“I don’t want her on the furniture!” I picked her up and brought her into the kitchen and gave her a bone. I shut the bedroom door and climbed on top of Bill, who was still lying naked gazing at the ceiling.

“What are you thinking about?”

“You.”

I giggled. “What about me?”

“I’m glad you finally shared some of your past with me. I want to know everything about you.”

“I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed there’s not a lot to tell.”

“It’s not possible for me to be disappointed with you.”

“Did you want to stay over tonight?”

“Yes, I want to, but no, I want to spend some time with my brother over the weekend. So unfortunately, I’m going to have to say goodbye till Sunday,” he got up and started dressing.

“Ok, see you then.” I laid back down and thought, Oh, the things this man can do to my body!

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