One awkward car ride later and we arrive at a very tall skyscraper. Before I can open my door, the driver has made his way over and opened it for me. The kind man extends his hand to assist me out of the vehicle and I take it. Austin steps out after me and begins to walk into the building, his confidence evident in his swagger. As we head into the building I am astonished by all the stares, surely there are other things more interesting than Austin Aves stepping out of a vehicle with a woman. As a camera clicks, my face blushes.
“Why are they all staring?” I ask him quietly.
“I am guessing it is because it is not often I am seen with a woman on my arm, so much so that there were rumours that I wasn’t exactly straight.”
“Well, are you? Straight I mean.”
“What do you think?” he says, turning towards me and raising an eyebrow.
Before I can answer, the ding of the elevator arriving sounds. With a hand on my lower back Austin ushers me in. Due to the fact we are not alone in the elevator I decided not to answer his question. I watch as he pushes the button for the top most floor and steps back. I move foot to foot in an almost nervous little dance as we climb higher and higher within the building.
As the elevator empties floor by floor, my anxiety rises. What is going to happen once we get there? Is he expecting sex straight away or? I know he said that he has an appointment but it my, albeit limited experience, it does not take that long to ‘do the deed’.
The elevator is finally empty apart from the two of us before he speaks again. “Now you will find everything you need in the apartment. Toiletries, a phone, clothes and the like. If there is something that you need, feel free to contact my assistant Erin, her number is programmed into the phone I have left for you, as is my own, but I don’t expect you to use that number often. If I need you I will contact you myself.”
“I have my own phone, can’t we just add your number into that?” I reply.
“Because I would rather that you use the one that I provide. I meant it when I said all your needs would be taken care of, now are we going to have an argument about this? We both know that it will end in you being punished.”
I sigh, as he continues to say “In fact I would prefer it if after you have changed over any pertinent contacts that you give my assistant your phone for the duration of our contract.”
“That’s crazy! I mean why would you even want that?”
“It's what I want so it is what will happen. Or would you rather I end this contract now?”
“Fine, but I will only give it to you after transferring photos and contacts. There are some photos on there that I cannot bear to part with.”
The doors open before he can say anything else. Standing in the small entranceway is a vibrant and bubbly redhead.
“Victoria, let me introduce you to my executive assistant Erin. Erin, this is Victoria. I fully expect you to help her get settled.” He says, gesturing to the woman.
Looking at her, I cannot help but feel jealous. Where I am short, she has long legs. Her unblemished skin makes me almost beg her to tell me her skin care routine, and on top of all of this, she is impeccably dressed in what can only be the latest threads from the top designers.
She nods in response and I swear there is not a hair out of place as she does so.
The drive home is awkward and uncomfortable after my father's outburst. I sit and fidget trying to settle my nerves before Austin can unnerve me anymore. "Do you have any idea what your father could have meant?" he asks, breaking the silence. "I have no idea" I respond, honestly. Austin breathes a frustrated sigh. His eyes are pulled back to his phone and I can hear him mumbling "Three missed calls from a number I don't recognize." Noticing the direction my eyes have gone, Austin quickly puts his phone away before it becomes a visual problem."Who was that?" I ask, my voice sounding a little higher than usual.Austin doesn't respond right away. His hand flexes and curls into fists as he internally battles something before turning to me and putting on a fake smile “Nothing important” He perks up suddenly “Since there is a storm tonight, what would you think of sitting in with me to make sure everything is okay?”“Uh. Sure. I guess.” An uneasy feeling settles into my stomach now. Was
Upon reentering the party, I swear I can feel all eyes on us. As people glance our way, I think that I see knowing looks. It is as if everyone here knows exactly what we were up to while we were gone. My face colors as these thoughts sink in and I grasp Austin's hand just a little bit tighter because of it. Austins rubs his thumb over my hand and it somewhat soothes me. I plaster an uncertain smile across my face as we rejoin the others seated at the table. My stomach lurches a little as I watch my father trail kisses up the side of Yvette’s neck. “Mr. Stratos, How are things on your end of the Asiatic trade deal?” Austin asks. Part of me wonders if it is for my comfort as it forces my father to stop what he is doing in order to answer him. “Things are progressing as well as can be expected, especially in light of the unrest within the region.” He answers, his words slightly slurred as if his mouth had a small amount of liquid remaining within it. “How are things progressing with my
His hands reach around and two of his fingers attach themselves to my nipple and give it a sharp pinch. I involuntarily flinch at the hot sensation of pain that now radiates from it, even as even more wetness pools between my legs. My chest heaves as I breathe through the pain. He releases it and all I feel is the throbbing sensation left in his wake. “Now behave or the next time it will be worse.” His voice growls into my ear. Before I have time to comprehend what he has said his hand returns to its previous task and I am left gasping for breath as the orgasm I have been teetering on the edge of for a while comes crashing in. “Good girl” Austin purrs. He begins to fix my dress as he says “We best be getting back before anyone realizes what we have been up to.” My face colors as I quickly drop the ski
Austin’s teasing has almost worked me up to a fever pitch. I swear I have never been more turned on in my life. My legs tremble as I struggle to remain quiet like I have been instructed. Finally I feel him move his hand closer to my now dripping wet centre. He slowly pulls my panties to the side and his hand slowly circles my most sensitive point.“Well, feels like someone is all worked up.” he says, as his fingers find my soaking slit.I say nothing in return, not wanting the sensation of his touch to stop because I could not follow his command. He strokes up and down before slowly pushing a single finger inside me. My inner wales flutter around his finger, the intrusion sending small sparks of pleasure through my now highly sensitive body.“More.” I say breathlessl
After the three course meal has been eaten, and the tables have been cleared, the band takes the stage and many well dressed couples make their way to the dance floor. My father and Yvette rise and join the others on the dance floor. Looking to Austin, I can see that we are not going to be joining them. Then to my surprise Austin rises to his feet and holds out his hand. Glancing up to meet his eyes, what I see there makes my mind go back to the night that we had sex and immediately I begin to feel aroused. Placing my hand into his, I allow him to pull me up to standing and I follow his lead as we head towards the dance floor. I am once again taken by surprise as we don't stop and join the other couples twirling gracefully to the sound of the music that fills the space. Instead, Austin leads me through the throng of people, carefully navigating his way through until we have completely crossed through. A pull on my hand leads me further away and to a s
As we enter the event, I am almost swept away by the simple elegance of it all. Hanging from the ceiling are lanterns of all different sizes and colours, gently lighting the space. Tables scatter the large hall, except for an area which has obviously been delegated as the dance floor. To my left as I enter are poster boards showing work already done by the charity but also what they aim to achieve. All in all it seems this charity does wonders for children. Maybe I should donate some of the money I am making in this awkward arrangement I think. Some good may as well come out of it. Austin pulls me from my sight seeing as we walk through the hall to a table near the center at the front, Austin nods occasionally to any who catch his eye. I feel a small flare of jealousy as I see him