After driving up and down the busy one-way streets of New York City, I finally found La Rue. It was a tiny boutique, squished between a fancy-looking Crepe restaurant and an imported wine store. I shouldn't have been too surprised that it took me a while to find it. I never went to this part of town. I never had a reason to go. There wasn't anything in two square blocks that I would have been able to afford with my own money. I parked my crummy little car, right between an Porsche SUV and a Tesla that looked more like a small rocket ship than a regular vehicle. I laughed to myself as I got out, noticing the contrast in quality between these people's cars and my own. Someone is going tow my car, I thought. I'll bet someone calls it in. They're probably thinking I'm going to rob one of these places or something. My little rust bucket looked just about as out of place as I felt. I was just happy I'd worn something decent, which helped

The very first thing I did after getting home from the boutique, was to lay the new dress out onto my bed. I was giddy as I dug through my closet, pulling out anything and everything that I thought would look good with it. Within minutes, I had shoes, panties, bras and every green-colored accessory that I owned, all sprawled out around my bedroom. I realized then, that I wasn't just super excited about the dress. No, that was only secondary. The real reason that I was filled with anticipation was because tomorrow night's event with Carter wasn't just a business thing. It was a real date. The first real date that we'd ever had. It would be the very first time that Carter would be taking me out as a girl he was interested in and not just his employee who he happened to have sex with on occasion. Needless to say, it was a big deal. Bigger than big. Monumental even. I hummed to myself as I set different shoes next to my dress, trying to find th

Carter leaned in and pressed his lips against mine, sending an electric shock of excitement through my body. Our tongues darted in and out of each others mouths, with a passion unlike anything I'd ever felt before. The kiss was different than any we had ever shared. It was genuine and heartfelt. It made me practically melt right there in front of him. After a moment, Carter slowly broke the kiss. We gazed into each others eyes and it was like time stood still. For that fleeting second, nothing could touch us. Nothing could hurt us and separate us. I had no idea what it was that made me feel so safe right then. All I knew is that I felt invincible. I'm not sure how much time passed. It could have been three seconds or five minutes that we just enjoyed each others quiet company. After a bit, though, Carter spoke up. “Are you excited for tonight?” he asked. “So excited,” I said dreamily. “I've been looking forward to it so much that I hardly slept last n

With that, he took my hand and the two of us left the dance floor. We made our way to the bar on the opposite side of the room. Carter ordered an Irish whiskey on the rocks and I had a glass of Ginger Ale. We'd hardly had a chance to say a cheers before a group of people swarmed around us. There were two women and two men in the group and they were all dressed to perfection. One of the men reached out and hook Carter's hand. “Mr. Winthrow,” he said. “I can't tell you how happy I am to see you here tonight. I've tried countless times to schedule an appointment with you through your secretary, but you're so booked that it seems impossible.” Carter nodded. He took a sip from his drink and then casually set it on the bar. “I'm a very busy man. What can I help you with?” “I'm a venture capitalist,” the man replied. “I've made millions investing in startups. I always thought that's the industry I wanted to be in. However, my wife here has researched you and your co

The early morning sun had begun to peek through his curtains, sending a single ray of light into Carter's bedroom. It cut across my still naked body and its warmth radiated into me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up. Carter glanced down and smiled as soon as he saw that I was awake. “Hey, sleepy head,” he said. “Good morning,” I said, snuggling close to him. “You didn't have to just lay here, you know? You could have gotten up if you were awake.” Carter shrugged. “I just didn't want to wake you up. You looked so happy and content.” “I am happy and content,” I said, pulling myself up so that our faces were aligned. “Me too,” he said, then leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips. After breaking the kiss, I glanced over and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already nine in the morning. It had been a while since I'd slept in that late. I guessed that being with Carter made it so that I could fully relax and ge