I lean in closer, propping myself onto my elbow, inadvertently flirting with her without even meaning to. I know I probably shouldn’t, this isn’t a woman that’s here in my office for me to fool around with, she’s here on serious business and I need her, but I can’t help myself. It doesn’t seem to matter anyway, because right at the moment where most women would already be leaning back in, getting close enough for me to kiss them if I should so want, Katy seems completely unparsed by me. It’s almost as if I’m not magnetically pulling her in at all which is very strange. I’m not used to it at all. I have to admit that for most of my life, I’ve had women falling at my feet.
Katy doesn’t seem interested in me at all, which only pulls on me harder.
“Yeah, that all sounds great,” I interject in a way that might just be a little bit rude. If it is I don’t mean it to be. “So, that sounds like we’re going to be spending a lot of time together then.”
“Erm, yes.” She gives me an odd look. “I suppose so. Especially in the beginning, until we get all the details together and we draw up all the plans. Why, will that be a problem?”
“No,” I smirk. “No problem at all. Just interested, that’s all.”
In my mind I start imagining dinners, drinks, late nights alone in the room with me, her, the view, and my bottle of Brandy… it’s all very sexy and maybe even a little romantic. Not where I should be letting my mind go at all. I need to reel myself in.
“Good. Right, so I assume that you’ve thought about all your options?”
***
Katy is still on my mind long after she’s left. I keep alternating between the ideas that we’ve discussed when it comes to moving forward and all the work that’s going to entail… and her. It’s not just when she’s sitting in front of me that I’m intrigued by her, it’s now as well. I can’t get her face out of my mind which isn’t like me at all. It isn’t like I’m pining after Ally when I’m not in the office, it’s
just when she’s near and it’s convenient.
“Hey, boss.” Speaking of the Devil, Ally wanders into my office. “Have you finished with the boring lawyer woman now?” She rolls her eyes dramatically. “What was all that about?”
I narrow my eyes, a little annoyed that she’s speaking about Katy like that. She doesn’t know her, who is she to say that she’s boring? Then again, I don’t know her either. Maybe she is boring. All I really know is that she’s super clever and very switched on. She knows more about what I need to do than I do, and I’ve been living in this for years. “Business,” I tell her bluntly.
Ally perches on the edge of my desk and she flicks her hair at me. “Is that all I get, business?”
I stiffen my spine as I think about telling Ally anything. She’s great with confidentiality, obviously, that’s a key part to the job and to being a hook up, but I’m sure that’ll fly out the window the moment she learns that she might well lose her job. I don’t think she’ll be so keen to keep my secrets if it means she might be jobless soon enough, I can’t guarantee that. “Yes, that is all you get.”
She rolls her eyes and snorts as if I’ve said something highly amusing. “Well, she doesn’t seem to be your type so I think I can safely assume that you aren’t hooking up with her...”
“What do you mean, type?” I feel a bit incredulous by the accusation. I don’t think I’m like that. I’ve never seen myself as the sort of person who’s callous enough to have a type.
“Oh, come on.” Ally indicates to herself by running her hands up and down her body. “Like me. Sexy, fun, the sort of woman who makes an effort with herself.” She moves closer to me, swaying her hips in a way that actually seems a bit crass today. A bit designed in a way that doesn’t appeal. “So, if I can assume that you aren’t all worn out from your time with Miss Boring Lawyer then maybe you and I should have some fun?”
She moves onto my lap and straddles me, so I slide my eyes closed to try and get into the heat of the moment. Maybe this is exactly what I need, something to take my mind off of Katy. Maybe once we’ve got into the swing of things, I won’t think about Katy again until I can see her… but I can’t drag her from my thoughts at all, and now that Ally is on top of me the thoughts are far more sexy than they are romantic. My cock stands to attention, but it doesn’t have anything to do with Ally, it’s all about the fantasy in my mind. The lawyer who is anything but boring.
I feel Ally slide to the ground on her knees and she unzips me, but I don’t open my eyes for even a second. I don’t want to see her, I just want to imagine that my meeting with Katy took a very different turn. I picture her, pulling out her hair and letting it cascade around her beautiful, natural face, I envision her hand around my cock, although the Katy in my mind has much less confidence in her grip than the real Ally has, and then she takes me in her mouth, sucking me hard, taking me to Heaven and back in just a few dips of her head.
I explode hard in Ally’s mouth rapidly, shooting my load to the back of her throat, but still in my mind it isn’t her in the picture. It’s Katy. Sweet, pretty Katy who probably doesn’t really need to be corrupted by a pig like me. A man with no desire to ever be serious.
Maybe this is the best way to get all my weird feelings for her out of my system. I can continue to screw Ally in the way that we always have done, and I can think about Katy so it never gets weird. It can all just be a crazy little game inside my mind. Never anything to worry about.
“Wow, that was quick,” Ally declares smugly. “Seems like you’ve been wanting me all afternoon.”
I laugh thinly, not wanting to admit the truth. I can’t admit to Ally that she has nothing to do with it. She’s never been jealous before, but this might be the one thing to make her feel that way. Especially if she learns that she’s just been used in a way that I wouldn’t normally consider.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I reply awkwardly as I zip my trousers back up.
“That’s what will happen if you spend so much time with someone so stuffy.” Ally shoots an exaggerated wink my way. “Just remember that I’m always here for you when she’s gone.”
I nod, hating how that statement makes me feel. I know I don’t commit and I haven’t always done my best in business, but I’ve always tried to be a good person. This is the first time in my life that I don’t feel like I am. It’s the first time I’ve ever felt like I might need to make some changes in my life… and it isn’t a nice feeling at all.
Chapter Six – Katy
The music is too loud, I can feel it radiating through my entire system. It’s actually pulsing so deeply that it’s making my ear drums ache. I don’t want to be in a night club tonight, I want to be in bed. Tucked up under warm duvet covers, reading a book or drifting in and out of sleep… somewhere quiet and peaceful so I can actually hear on my birthday. If I have to be out, I’d much prefer to be somewhere quiet where me and Robyn can share some drinks and conversation, but somehow, I’ve lost complete control of the night and here we are. In a sticky club, listening to awful music.
“I’m headed out for a smoke,” Jon mouths to Robyn, while pointing to his friend, Bear or Baz or something. Some oaf anyway that I’m already sick of. “I’ll be right back.”
Becca, Hetty, and some other girl who’s name I’m not sure of are on the dance floor, so I suppose I’m at least alone with Robyn for the moment. We can’t talk much, but it’s better than being surrounded by shrieking giggles. The other girls are nice but I don’t really know them very well.