Chapter 3

Can I have everyone's attention; please...We need to go over a few things before we get on our way. So, just bear with me a moment."

Mr. Emerson stood at the front of the classroom looking over everyone as he spoke. Jessica watched him from the back of the room as he placed himself in front of the class delivering his notorious speech of rules and regulations. He looked identical to what the idle teacher persona you would read or see in magazines. At least to her, he always did. She had tried to picture him on a normal day off but found it difficult to imagine. He had been her advisor and instructor for almost two years and he generally looked the same every year.

The door to classroom closed with a thundering noise causing every students heads to turn. It was Cherry. She always had a way with making an entrance. She was usually late for things and always the last person to arrive.

"Ahh, Ms. Davis! How wonderful it is for you to grace us with your presence. Please, take a seat."

Cherry made her way to the back of the room. Her blonde hair was curled and pulled to one side allowing her hazelnut color eyes to shine. Like her personality, Cherry's outfit was an attention stealer as well. She wore a teasing school girl outfit, black with trims of lime green and white with a matching plaid mini skirt. Her shirt was missing the first two buttons at the top allowing her cleavage to be seen from a distance. Her shoes were also black flats and complimented her nicely tanned legs. She was the perfect model for any p**n magazine.

"What did I miss," Cherry asked sliding beside her in an empty seat.

"Nothing much," Jessica said shaking her head. "He just started his speech."

"Hell, I should've waited a little longer."

"I'm surprised you're able to walk, owing to all that sound was coming from your room."

"The walking is easy. It's the sitting down that I have a problem with. Damn, my ass is sore."

"Poor thing!"

"You're just jealous because you're not getting any."

Jessica snickered. In a way, Cherry was right. It had been several months since she had any sexual relations with a guy. Her last relationship was a disaster and ended on a bad note.

"So, who are we interviewing this week? I hope it's someone sexy I can dream about later."

Jessica dropped her head as a slight giggle escaped her lips. A few people in front overheard their conversation and began laughing as well. Mr. Emerson stopped talking and glanced at the two of them.

"Is there something you would like to share with us Ms. Evens?"

"It's nothing really," Jessica stated slightly blushing.

"I'm sure everyone here would love to share your laugh. Please, enlighten us with whatever you found humorous."

Jessica glanced at Cherry almost accusingly as she opened her mouth to speak. Jessica felt choked by the sudden stares from her classmates. Cherry smiled knowingly back at her friend.

"Ms. Davis!?"

"I was just inquiring about the people we were interviewing. I was interested in knowing if they were cute or had great body or butt...," Cherry admitted with a grin.

The room around them began mimicking Jessica's response as it reeled with laughter. The professor also found Cherry's response amusing as a slight smile curved his lips.

"Unfortunately Ms. Davis, we are not studying fashion or idealism in this room. If that is your interest, my suggestion would be to change your major."

Mr. Emerson continued with his lecture about the interviewing process as Cherry slouched in her seat.

"What a grouch," Cherry whispered. "I bet he hasn't had a good fucking in decades either."

"Shhh," Jessica whispered back to her friend giggling uncontrollably.

"I have a great idea. You could fuck him."

"What?! Are you crazy?! That's just gross!"

"Why not? He's...handsome. It would be perfect for you. Both of you will get laid and everyone will benefit with good grades and attitude adjustments."

"He's in his forties. I'm only twenty."

"So!"

"Why don't you sleep with him if age doesn't bother you?"

"Maybe I will. Beside, the older they are the more experienced and the better the sex is."

Jessica shook her head half amused. The two became silent as Mr. Emerson's gaze fell on them. He continued talking as the hour passed. It was a dull discussion apart from the little sarcastic remarks Cherry made. The discussion seemed endless as the time dragged on. Finally, he concluded his session as he handed out Mason & Stark Industries brochures to the class.

"Oh my God," Cherry squealed excitedly. "I cannot believe we are actually going to meet Tyler and Derrick. They are sooo hot. What I wouldn't give to see the two of them naked. I bet they are hung....Oh that's right! You're not into older guys...Oh well. More for me."

Cherry passed the brochure to Jessica and stood to leave. Jessica looked down at the two men in the picture. They looked back at her with intense eyes. They stood shoulder length apart in a nice business suit attire that defined their muscular tone body. She gazed at them fixated on their features. Her body felt warm and her throat felt dry gazing back at them.

"You have a staff meeting at nine, a conference at ten with the young college editors, and then another meeting with a client at one," Jillian announced to Tyler and Derrick as she scrolled through their schedule on her tablet. As Tyler's secretary and personal assistant, it was her job to keep the company up to date on schedules, prosperous clientele, etc. She stood at Tyler's side as she filled his cup with coffee and waited for further instructions. Tyler waved his hand dismissing Jillian from the room. Laying the paper beside him, Jillian quietly left the room. They sat in silence sipping their coffee and reading The Journal. The room was quiet apart from the rustling of pages and the chewing of their food.

"So, how did the date go last night," Tyler asked, suddenly remembering.

"It was...nice. She had a great personality and...," Derrick started still looking down at his paper. Tyler eyed him suspiciously.

"You hated it."

"I did not hate it. It was quite alright."

"That means you did not have a good time and you hated it... Well, did you at least tap that?"

Derrick straightened his position in his seat ignoring Tyler. He felt Tyler's questioning eyes on him as he waited for an answer. Derrick kept silent.

"I take that as a no...I'm amazed. I set you with a hot, sex craving woman and you didn't even get to first base."

"Maybe she wasn't my type."

"She's a woman with big breasts and likes to open her legs wide. What part of that is not your type?"

"She was a red head and that's just not that attractive to me. I am attracted to women with blonde hair. They tend to be more exciting and inclined to try new things."

"Oh really...Well I'll try to remember that next time I set you up with someone."

"Maybe you should worry about busting your own nut and allow me to worry about me busting my own," Derrick stated with a sly grin on his face. "So, what happened between you and Jillian."

"Now, I thought you said for us to worry about our own nuts!?"

"You asked about mine I figured I ask about yours."

"It was good. Nothing to really brag about but I would definitely bend her over a desk any time I need a stressful release."

"Amazing," Derrick said without glancing from his paper. "You managed to seduce your secretary and gain new potential clientele all in one day. What's next!? A college intern?"

Tyler let out a loud chuckle finding Derrick's astonishment humorous. The silence returned between the two of them. Tyler continued reading through the papers. He flipped the page and spotted a picture of them at the top. Tyler patted Derrick on his shoulder.

"We made the paper this week," Tyler announced folding the pages down. Derrick leaned over to get a better look.

"What is now the most exciting new company on the block, Mason & Stark Industries is making headlines across the nation. Tyler Mason and Derrick Stark are striking back against bankruptcy and saving many companies from dying out. At age 36, they are the youngest and the most eligible business men of the decade...' "

Tyler looked back at Derrick with a sly smirk on his face. Derrick leaned back in his seat sharing the same look.

"This calls for a drink," Tyler announced standing to retrieve the bourbon and glasses from behind them.

He returned to the table and filled their glasses. They made a small toast and quickly down their drink. The burn of the bourbon slid down Tyler's throat as he swallowed the strong liquids. He enjoyed tasting the warm drink on occasions but preferred not drinking alone. Tyler glanced down at his watch and then back at Derrick.

"Well, it's time to go pat our employees on the back and tell them about their bonus. Are you ready," Tyler asked as he stood.

"You go ahead. I just going to hang out here go through this proposal for our next client."

"That's what I like about you Derrick! You are all work and hardly any play. I'll let everyone know you're tied up."

Tyler nodded his head walking out the door. The room came silent as solitude filled the air. Derrick reached for the paper and read through the article of their company. He smiled again feeling somewhat like a superhero to the world of business. Turning his attention back to work, Derrick stood and walked to the nearby room. He opened a filling cabinet and retrieved a folder from it. He placed on top and thumbed through the neat stack of papers in it.