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“I think you made a good impression earlier,” Mahira confided in her suddenly.
“I don’t know. I just kinda agreed with everyone,” Tory told her, quite matter of factly.
“You held it together back there and hunkered down. I saw what you were getting into and I was walking out to lunch. You’ve got some seriously nerdy superpowers that may even eclipse my own. And if you don’t mind me saying, I think you have Dawes’s eye on you. It shouldn’t be hard to get his ear too,” Mahira joked, catching Tory off guard enough to put her at ease.
“I don’t know. There’s so much I’m uncertain about yet I have my expectations,” Tory confided, grinning.
“I bet you have them wrapped around your finger in Wisconsin, hey! Didn’t you tell me back at the hotel that there was a young and overprotective hometown hunk back in Madison?”
Tory flushed red thinking about any real discussion of Jude that would have to include that their relationship was never consummated and had been just a few daring steps beyond platonic, before she broke it off. Sensing something in the fair younger woman’s blush, Mahira pursued.
“What is it? I know you say he’s very possessive. What was his name again… Jules?”
“Jude. We’ve never actually been together. I mean…”
“You’re a virgin,” she whispered, even as they were alone.
“Madison is a small town. I’m at college but I live at home,” she explained.
“No need to defend it. I held on as long as I could. There’s a lot of fun you can still have and remain, um, intact, as some people say,” Mahira suggested.
“Jude was constantly asking me to hold it. Said I wouldn’t have to do much more than that and he’d be satisfied for a while,” Tory said, causing her new friend to laugh, so she continued. “We’d be walking down the street and instead of holding my hand he’d make me hold two of his fingers for practice. Really annoyed me for a while. I’ve distanced myself from him gradually but like I say, it’s a small town and our parents know each other, and have their own ideas.”
“Believe me, you can get a lot of affection and attention from men by offering up the beyond vanilla world they always dream of. I kept my girlhood together until twenty with oral and anal, and believe me, when you offer a man your back door, he’ll always come back for more. I have guys who still text me in the middle of the night,” Mahira confessed, making Tory giggle almost uncontrollably at the slightly older woman’s candor.
“You laugh,” Mahira went on, knowing she’d found a topic that tickled Tory in the midst of all the wonder and madness they currently inhabited together, “but butt sex can make you climax deeply if it’s hit at the right angle for long enough, trust me.”
“I’m not really opposed to any beyond vanilla fun. For the right man, I’d do almost anything. And I do believe vanilla can be very exotic in the right context,” Tory managed to say, calming down as she braved her intention and realized it all at once.
She had never done very much that was sexual, at all. But she had imagined doing plenty. And now she had someone very specific in mind to do it with – Harlan Dawes. Yes, he was technically her boss now, and she knew she really shouldn’t go there with him. But she was drawn to him and knew she would do anything he asked her to do.
She only hoped that he would ask.
Chapter 13
Harlan worked out in the gym until a point just short of physical exhaustion. In making certain each rep performed with each muscle was never less than a hundred pounds, his workout was not terribly long but gave him the kind of definition and stature he never had in younger years.
He waved his hand over a sensor and a door near the restrooms and changing area slid open to reveal a modern spa room with multi shower heads lining the walls. Harlan ordered a number 6 then slipped out of his swimsuit and sandals, entered and the door slid shut again and sealed with a hiss.
The warm water on his muscles left him feeling soothed, relaxed and woozy.
“Dry, please,” he commanded, and jets of warm air whipped past his body in a numbing embrace of warm air and white noise.
He slipped on his swimsuit and a fluffy velour robe from a locker nearby and drifted out into the corridor then paused wondering if he were dreaming as he gazed towards the huge window out on the city’s night.
Tory’s hair was a wild cascade of gold and light falling over her bare shoulders as she stood enrapt with the view. Taking a few more quiet steps towards her, Harlan realized that she wasn’t standing there in a pair of tight jeans and a bra but jeans and her bikini top. Her arms were raised high, stretched out as if to somehow capture the city and all its promises at once.
