Daphne Vs. Daddy

And I guess it doesn’t hurt that Derek goes golfing with Preston and we’ve all gone out to dinner and various social events together. Maybe it doesn't help, but I mean, it probably doesn’t hurt that my guy is his client/boss.

But enough about me. I need to get Ashley off her subject and on something else. Plus, I wanna know about her new job.

“How is the new job at the fashion magazine?” I ask her. “Any cute guys?”

Ashley shrugs. “The managing editor is a dick,” she says with enough matter-of-fact to let me know she’s made peace with it. “But the commute is good.”

“Yeah, but what about the guys?” I ask again. “You’re not answering the question.”

That’s when it dawns on me. “Oh my God. Did you already fuck someone?”

Ashley looks startled. “No!” she squeals back to me. Then, as if considering. “But there might be someone I saw in the building,” she answers quietly.

Yay! It’s like my good fortune is rubbing off. Because if anyone deserves to be happy, its my Ashley baby.

“You need to wear that skirt you have from Forever 21,” I tell her. “The one that looks totally sweet and slutty.”

“Uhm, no,” Ashley says to me. “I don't wanna look like a slut in my first month to get some guy. Besides you borrowed it and never gave it back.”

Oh right. I totally forgot that. I borrowed it to go to a Yankees game with Derek. He owns a skybox and I remember wearing that skirt. It was great because he was able to lift it up in our skybox (it was just us) and fuck me so hard during the 7th Inning Stretch.

I’m smiling at the memory, getting so hot that I reach over to get a drink.

Ashley sees me.

“Oh. My. God. Babe, get the fuck out!” she says to me and I see her eyes widen.

Oh, yeah, I may have forgot to tell you Derek proposed to me on Saturday.

I promise, it’s not like I was hiding it from you or anything. I swear!

It’s just that I got promoted today also! It’s been like a really intense week and it’s only Wednesday.

“Get out!” Ashley says. “How did you not tell me?”

I decide that I really should have told Ashley, but when you’re getting proposed to on the top of the Empire State Building and…

“Tell me all about it, babe,” Ashley says and her eyes narrow. “Now!”

I smile.

She’s so sweet when she’s insistent.

But hey, fuck it. I’m a VP now. I guess I can take a whole hour and talk about how I got proposed to.

“So ya, we totally woke up and he took me to this amazing romantic brunch at the Boathouse in Central Park,” I say.

“Oh my God, I love the Boathouse,” she jumps in.

We both take a bite of our pizza and I look out the window. People walk to and fro.

I smile and realize that Ashley is right in a way.

Life can’t get better than this.

I can’t wait to see what else is to cum.