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"You are too precious!" Derek belted as he shook his head. Skye wiped a tear from her eye.

"Sorry, we're not trying to be mean," Skye said as she started to calm down. "Let me explain why we're offering you the position. Out of three employees left to their own decisions these last few weeks, you are the only one who did their work and managed to keep everything from tanking. The only other thing that could make you any better is if you have your real estate license, which we are willing to pay for to help you further your career and fulfill the duties required of you eventually. In the meantime, we want you to manage the office and help us hire more people to keep the company going." My eyes lit up.

"You mean it?" I asked, and they both nodded in agreement.

"Of course," Derek said as he smiled at me. He was about to continue when he saw the clock hanging over my head. "Shit, we have our dinner meeting in less than an hour, and we still have to get ready." He looked at Skye. "Should we bring her along? After all, if she's going to be managing the office, it would be beneficial to have her meet with our newest contractor for the redevelopments." Skye smiled and nodded.

"Of course!" she agreed as she turned to look at me. "Come join us for dinner. It'll be a company treat, of course. You'll get to see what we mean, and we can talk some more." I nodded as my stomach growled at me.

"I'd love to," I agreed. "I'll go home and change right away." Derek shook his head.

"We don't even have enough time to change before dinner," he said as he smiled politely at me. "Why don't you ride with us? It's clear across town, and I don't want you getting lost and missing a single part of our dinner." I looked down at the plain business suit I was wearing.

"I don't need to be dressed up?" I asked, and they shook their heads.

"No, of course not," Skye said as she smiled at me. "It's a business dinner, not a date, so there's no need to dress up any more than you already are." Derek nodded in agreement.

"Besides, look at Skye and me," he said as he straightened his suit. "We're dressed the same way." I smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Okay," I agreed as we all stood up. "I'd love to join you." Skye smiled and moved around the desk.

"Don't worry about a thing," she told me. "With it being Friday, we're not going to hold it against you if you have a few drinks. It's not like you have to work tomorrow anyway." I blushed as Derek opened up the door.

"Ladies first," he said as he bowed politely. I smiled as I followed Skye out of the office and to their car.

"Are you sure it's not a bother?" I asked. Skye shook her head as she locked the office doors.

"Not, not at all," she agreed. "Lighten up a little. If you always second guess yourself, you're going to make it easier for people to try to target you, and you'll never accomplish what you want in life." She then looked at Derek. "Right?" Derek froze as he got in the car and stared blankly at them for a moment before nodding in agreement.

"Oh, yes, right," he agreed, and Skye smiled softly at him.

"Do you even know what you just agreed to?" she asked. Derek, looking confused, shook his head, and I laughed.

"She said you have the world's tiniest cock," I blurted out as soon as the joke came to my mind. I clasped my hands over my mouth. I was sure that I was about to get yelled at, but they both laughed.

"No," Skye said as she patted Derek's shoulder, "I didn't say that, but I should have. You have to pay a little more attention before agreeing with anything. As a lawyer, you should know this!" She then turned and smiled at me. "Nice joke, though. There might be a sassy little miss in there after all." With that, Derek started the car, and we were on our way.

CHAPTER FOUR

Xavier

"Damn," I smiled as Bianca smiled at me over her shoulder while her surprisingly tight pussy pulsed on my cock. "Keep this up, and I might just stay here all night." Bianca giggled as she turned around, bearing her naked chest towards me.

"I wish you would stay all night," she said, a seductive smile on her face as she leaned back on the desk. "I want to go for the world record." I shook my head as I grabbed a tissue to help clean myself.

"I can't," I told her. "I have to meet with Derek for dinner to discuss business." She pouted as he grabbed at my disheveled tie.

"Oh?" she asked. "How about a good old-fashioned Littles party?" She licked my chest up to my jawline. "Like the good old days?" I shook my head.

The Littles party she was referring to was a party where a group of Littles and their Daddies got together to drink and have fun, and the Littles were often shared among the Daddies. It was usually a once-a-month occasion meant specifically for Daddies with multiple Littles, and it was often referred to as a playdate. Of course, not having a Little to claim as my own, I hadn't been invited to a playdate in months. I shook my head at her.

"As tempting as that is," I told her as I gently pulled her hands away from me, "this dinner is meant for business, not pleasure. Besides, a lot of the other Daddies that arrange those playdates are all gone and insist on having two or more Littles." She sighed in disappointment and sighed.

"Oh, that's no fun," she said as she helped me get dressed. Once I was ready to leave, she offered me a card. "If you need me, call me at least, Daddy. I can come over at any time of day so long as you take care of me." I raised my eyebrow at her as I looked at the card she gave me.

"You want to be my Little that bad?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Who wouldn't want to be your Little?" she asked. "Just your cock alone could rock a woman's world." I sighed and smiled at her.