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“You know I will, Howard. I don’t play those games. If there is a company that will come in under us that does what you need the proper way, I’ll let you know.”
I watched them talk for a few minutes, and she told him about some other companies and their pros and cons. When she glanced at her watch a few minutes later, she told him she had to go, but if he had any other questions, to give her a call.
Before she left, Howie turned to the desk, and Candy gave me a sultry smile and then winked at me before darting out the door. I had to admit that made me feel just a little bit better.
We discussed what she told him, and then I had to get downstairs to get the tavern ready to open. My mind constantly moved between what I was doing, what would happen to the tavern if it sold, what would happen to me, and how many hours there were until I saw Candy again.
At ten, I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out to see a text from Candy that said:Can’t wait till tomorrow. Then a picture began to download. I closed my eyes as I muttered, “Goddamn that vixen.” This time the photo was of her in a bright-pink bra and undies.
You are very cruel, I quickly typed back and shoved my phone into my pocket as a server dropped off a large order. I felt my phone vibrate again, but as much as I wanted to play the game, I had customers that needed my attention.
A few minutes later, I had a moment and pulled out my phone.Not cruel, I’m bored.
Sorry for the delay. Busy here tonight.
I should come down there.Another picture began to download, and my jaw dropped. She was lying on her bed, and the view was over her shoulder down the length of her body. She was wearing a fucking thong!
DO NOT COME DOWN HERE WEARING THAT!I typed back, imagining Candy strolling into the tavern in her bra and panties. Holy fuck!Are you trying to give me a hard-on? If so, you have succeeded. Now I have to work another four hours with my balls aching.
I could help with that.
Woman, you need to behave, or I will put you over my knee tomorrow night.
Oh, promises, promises, she replied.Fine, I will behave. I will talk to you later.
Jesus, that woman was going to kill me. As hard as I tried, I could not get the image of having her over my knee while I spanked her ass cheeks out of my mind.
Will glanced at me after I growled softly to myself. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine,” he said with a laugh.
“Got someone sending me photos, and it has my head thinking about things it should not be thinking about.”
He snickered. “Yeah, which head?”
“Both,” I replied with a snicker.
It was probably close to forty minutes later when I got another text message, and I assumed it was to say good night. But instead, it said, “Hello, handsome.”
I frowned and then lifted my head, and there she stood. She was wearing a light-blue shirt with little buttons on the front that were undone and showed just the edges of that bright-pink bra.
I stepped forward and lowered my voice. “What are you doing here, Candy?”
“I told you I was bored. I decided to come down for a drink.”
“Bored, huh? I think you came down here to torture me.”
She grinned. “Is it working?”
I stepped back from the bar and looked down at the bulge in my pants. She was grinning as she leaned forward, giving me an eyeful of her sexy cleavage. “Make me a good drink, and maybe I’ll take care of that for you.”
Fuck, yes! “Sweetheart, I’ll make you as many as you want, but I don’t get off until after two.”
She glanced around. “I’ll wait. Bring it over to that table.” She didn’t wait for a response and took off toward a table of people she must have known.
Typically, I let a server deliver the drinks, but I would do it for her this one time because I needed to be close enough to touch her. When I reached her, I put my arm around her head and held the glass in front of her face as I put my other hand on her hip and slipped it forward. No one would really see what I was doing in the position she stood. She pressed her ass against me for a moment. Then she took the drink and turned to me with an evil, mischievous look in her eye that I wanted to see a couple of hundred times.
