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I need to keep this under wraps, but as I look at her appealing lips, I wonder if she wants a kiss?
I pull her close to me, and she doesn’t try to resist my touch as I inhale her citric fragrance, it seems to dance around my nose, and my cock goes into overtime.
Shit, I don’t want to go to dinner.
I just want her right now!
I wonder if she’s thinking the same way that I am right now. Her body language is hard to read, she’s close to me, but then part of her feels as if she’s backing away.
"You have friends with you?"
I almost smile, because I can see the disappointment written all over her face as she starts to pout.
This is just one part of our arrangement, she’s to be where I say and do it with no questions asked, but I’ll ease her into it for now. Behind closed doors, when it’s just her and me, that’ll be an entirely different story.
“No, Emily. Colleagues. I have a favor to ask of you.”
She raises an eyebrow and comes closer towards me. As if I have a secret to share with her. I have one, and it’s about the fact that she’s making me so fucking hot right now. I only have a shirt on, and I wonder if the sweat is showing through it.
“I need you to pretend to be my date, just so that they think I’m a man who’s in a steady relationship. I did tell them I was expecting a date, anyway. That’s not an issue, is it?”
I watch her carefully, and I can see her reserve and the nerves start settling through as she says, “I'll do my best.”
“Good girl!”
Her voice is quivering, and the sexy temptress that was walking towards me in the reception area has been replaced by a timid child. One that’s not sure what think about the change of events, and she doesn’t have to worry about that. There’s only one thing that should be on her mind.
Pleasing me.
Because when it’s all said and done, she’ll be happy that she came. That part of it, I’m confident about seeing as she made such an effort thinking that we would dine alone.
“I’m sure your best will be enough. Don’t worry, you’re here with me, and nothing bad will come of it. Trust me.”
She hesitates for a moment as she seems unclear what to do. She’s starting to walk forward, but then hovering her foot behind her.
“You do trust me, Emily?”
She turns to me, “I’m here aren’t I?”
I see she wants to play that game. I can do that too. I take out my arm, and she looks her arm in mine. As I lead her to the rest of the party.
I tell her the one thing I should have said from the start, “You look beautiful tonight.”
She turns to me, “I was wondering if I’d gone over the top.”
She seems a bit more relaxed after my admission.
“You could never go over the top Emily, everything about you is natural from your head right down to your toe.”
She smiles at my compliment and her stance changes from one of the nerves back to the confident one that was coming to meet me in the reception area.
As we approach the restaurant to where the rest of my party are waiting. I introduce her, and I feel proud of her sitting by my side. I’m no longer worried about being my best friend’s daughter.
Mainly, because I know that in a short time, she’ll be mine. For the rest of the evening, Emily plays her part well, sitting close to me, making casual touches here and there throughout the meal, and answering questions with me about our relationship. She’s so good
that I start to believe that it’s true not fiction.
Once the meal is finished, our group begins to disperse, others going ahead for more fun, while I get up to lead Emily out the restaurant and to where we can be alone. I feel I have held back long enough.
