Train Me Daddy

“I hope to god that you haven’t been following me. I know that we haven’t seen each other in a few days, but that doesn’t mean that you can go around stalking me.” I remembered the way that I felt out on the street and now seeing him here seemed like a huge coincidence. I didn’t believe in coincidences.

“I’m not stalking you. I just happened to be in the area and I saw you go in here. I was going to wait for you to come out, but I need to get to a meeting in 20 minutes.” I did nothing to cover up and he was doing everything that he could not to stare directly into the sun. I had a feeling that he probably thought that he was going to burn alive if he were to give me any kind of attention.

“I thought that you made yourself very clear the other night. You don’t want me. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? I was throwing myself at you and you did nothing. I was contemplating getting elective cosmetic surgery.” It was a fleeting thought about using collagen in my lips and eyebrows to give me a more youthful look.

“I can’t believe that you would be so dense to think that I didn’t want you. It’s precisely the reason why I had to keep you away. I feel like there’s no escape from reality. I see you everywhere I go and even had an awkward moment with a girl that I pursued down the street only to realize that it wasn’t you. I’m lucky that she didn’t take any offense and call the authorities on me.” He still looked damn good and I had to do something to give myself that fighting edge. The only thing that I could think about was grabbing him by the hand, seeing that stunned look on his face and dragging him into the enclosure of the dressing room.

I closed it behind him, letting him smell the fragrance of my Chanel perfume. He was my captive audience. I could see that he was thinking that I was a sexual carnivore about to devour him whole.

“This is highly inappropriate, Gillian. I have a public image that I need to keep. If anybody were to get wind of what I’m doing here, then I might lose some lucrative contracts worth millions. Some of those companies are family friendly.” He had his hands to his side and most likely feeling like he didn’t know what to do with them without getting into trouble. He had no earthly idea about how far I was willing to go.

He tried to reach for the lock, but I used my high heel to stop him. My long and supple leg was now stretching the material of the mesh and giving him something more to look at than he bargained for.

“I have been aching for you ever since that night. I hunger for the taste of your lips and for the feel of your body pressed up against me. Nothing even matters anymore. The only thing that I can think about is that moment where you hover above me. To see you riding the wave of your own desire and letting the mattress take the blunt end of our bodies slamming up and down on top of it. You can’t tell me that what you see doesn’t give you ideas. Don’t you want to take a chance and be with a woman that knows you inside and out?” My high heeled shoe was against his hand and I ran my fingers lightly down that starched white shirt.

“This is not what I came in here for. I just wanted to apologize for the way that I acted. It felt like my chest was tightening and I thought for a moment that I was having some sort of attack.” His words were rushed and I could tell that his lip was quivering. My fingers were dancing along his body through his clothing.

“I find that it’s a very interesting predicament that we’re here together at this time. I know the owner personally. She wouldn’t even give us a raised eyebrow if we were to do something. I know that you can feel the temperature in this room rise dramatically.” I pulled on his power red tie and made him lean forward despite his misgivings.

I was only about an inch away from kissing him and I could tell that he wanted it in the worst way possible. Instead, I stuck out my pink tongue and licked the outer edge of his top lip. I could taste him and I could see down below his waist that something else had awakened.

“I can’t do this. It’s too much and I’ve never met anybody quite like you.” I wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or an insult. He leaned back against the door, his hands plastered up against it with his eyes closed and thinking that this was going to be enough to deter me from touching him. Seeing him vulnerable and quite tense made me linger a little bit longer with my hands suddenly cupping his manhood.

“This is something that you want and it’s something that you need. It burns in you that you didn’t do something that night. You probably slept in your bed, looking over at that empty cold spot and knowing that I could’ve warmed up your nights.” His eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead and not moving to the caress of my fingers down the length of him through his pants.

“Oh, god…it was a mistake for me to come in here. I was only playing with fire and you are the kind of girl that doesn’t know the meaning of the word no.” He thought that he was the one that was falling, but I felt that fire brighter and hotter than before.

I dropped to my knees, looking up into his eyes and begging him without saying a word to give me what I wanted. I reached out for the object of my affection. I got his hand up against my forehead.

In a knee-jerk reaction, I scratched his hand to give him the proper incentives to let me bask in the stick of dynamite between his legs. I wanted to let him know that I wasn’t going to let him stop me.

“Don’t even think about leaving if you know what’s good for you. You are at a crossroads and what you do right now is going to change everything. Do you take a chance, or do you throw away what could possibly be the best thing in your life?” He panicked, pushed me back a little harder than he was intending and made me land heavily on the cushion of my ass. I hated myself for liking the dominant side of his personality.

“I can’t do this right now. You won’t listen to reason and I’m this close to doing something.” He flipped open the latch on the door and ran away like his pants were on fire. He kept looking back at me. He stumbled and crashed into a display of women’s panties. They went everywhere. He stood there with hangers clinging to his clothes and even a pair landing on his head.

Tonya came rushing over to give her assistance. “That must be embarrassing. You must not have been watching where you were going.” She tried to take those panties off of him gently, but he went into hysterics and shook himself free of the garments that were making things worse for him down below the belt.

“Leave me alone. Why won’t everybody just leave me alone? I can’t stand it and being here is making a part of me feel like it has a mind of its own. I have to get out.” I stood there with my arms crossed, as he went out that door and sprinted down the sidewalk before flagging down a nearby taxi.

Tonya turned towards me with your eyes glued to the very item that I was wearing. I don’t know what got into him, but I think you do. Do you have something to tell me?” The only thing that she got for a response was a shrug off my shoulders. I did buy that outfit, especially after seeing his reaction from me wearing it. I had to have it as a reminder of seeing him lose what was left of his mind.

“It’s been two weeks and I have to say that I’m quite happy with the progress that you’re making. There have been some developments that you should be aware of. I had no choice and Julia was becoming a problem.” The way Lillian had said that gave me the impression that she was some kind of mob princess and had decided to make her sleep with the fishes.

We had met at this country club and it was not a place that I was unaware of. I’d been there a few times doing my due diligence and learning about my subjects down to what their handicap on the green was.

“Are you sure that I need to know this. There’s something to say for plausible deniability. It might be best that you treat me like the president of United States. What I don’t know is something that I won’t be able to talk about. Be sure that you really want to say what is on your mind and I might be required to testify against you later in court.” She was dressed impeccably in an original brand name dress with the necessary accessories to give her the look of high society.

The blue fabric hugged her form nicely. The blood red heart ruby around her neck and the gold chain attached to it was the real deal.

“I’m sure that you’re right and that it would be best that I keep this to myself. I just can’t do that and I’m going to depend on your discretion. There’s no way that I can talk to the Tina about this and you already know that my husband is in the dark. I would really like to keep him that way. As for Julia, she will not be causing us any more headaches. I had a couple of guys pick her up and she’s being detained in a facility. I had her committed and you’d be surprised at what money can buy these days. She’ll be there for the next two weeks and I have been assured that she’s in no shape to try to escape.” I couldn’t believe that she had gone that far, but something told me that she was capable of a whole lot more.

“If you did that to Julia, then I have to wonder why you didn’t just use your considerable influence against Marshall. It’s obvious to me that you could have had him ‘taken’ care of. I don’t

mean to be blunt, but you are one scary woman.” She smiled like that was the best possible outcome of this meeting. It was as if she was happy to hear that she still had that edge and could wield it with authority.

It was a Sunday morning and we were having brunch with eggs benedict and a delicious Mimosa. I drank mine after hearing her confession hoping that it would dull my senses.

“I like to think that I have my hand in just about everything. I lost a step when I got involved with Marshall. He made me feel worthless and not even my husband has been able to do that the entire time that we have been married these past five years. You were hired because I saw a little bit of me in you.” I was wearing a red leather skirt and a black blouse with just the hint of a cleavage. I could tell that the waiter would have gladly given his left nut to be with either one of us. He was spilling the water, not able to take his eyes off the beauties that presented themselves in front of his eyes.