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Cassidy laughs, hitting my back playfully.
"Mr Knight," my receptionist says, opening the door and then quickly closing it and stepping away.
Usually I would be angry, but Cassidy isn’t the only one who has lightened up.
Instead we laugh until our stomachs hurt.
"I should go," Cassidy says, buttoning up, depriving me of her body. "My shift starts in a few minutes."
I watch Cassidy leave, the wiggle of her buttocks, her confidence growing with every day we move closer to our goal.
I wonder, more often with every day that goes by, what will happen to us after the bet of won.
When she has her bakery and I have my resort, what will we be?
The question, I guess, would be easier if I understood what exactly we are right now. In a way we are business partners, but Ed has never woken up from my bed and he is my business partner too.
We weren't in a romantic relationship, our dates turned into business meetings and our business meeting ended in steamy trysts and sensual breakfasts.
I bring Cassidy back to my place after her shift at the club. I have shop fronts and other spaces for her to look at for her bakery and she has a romantic movie for us to watch and draw inspiration from for the resort from.
"I'm thinking, the one on the corner. It's in a good neighborhood, but also on the way to the theater and the subway," I say, showing Cassidy photos.
She looks at the photos unimpressed, "I was thinking somewhere with a better view, more empty spaces, parks," she says.
I shake my head, "If you can’t see them, they can't see you," I remind her.
"That’s no fun," she pouts playfully.
Her hand on my inner thigh, rubbing, inching closer and lower to my cock.
I clear my throat and try to ignore her advances and show her another possible store.
"This one is within walking distance of a hotel and a small theater. You'll get loads of business from dates and stuff," I explain.
"The theater," Cassidy sings, not even looking at the picture on the table. "Do you remember when we went to the theater?" She giggles.
"Focus, Cassy," I say, struggling to focus myself. Her hand is moving over my crotch now.
"I am focused," She laughs. "Just focused on something else," she says while unzipping my pants.
I sigh as if I’d been holding my breath, allowing myself to deflate.
I continue to speak, trying to tell Cassidy as much as I can before I lose the will to work at all. It was getting harder to focus around her.
She was bold, demanding, distracting. Even as I rattled off listings for her bakery and weighed the pros and cons of buying and renting she had my cock in her hand.
Slowly rubbing it, bringing it to attention as all the while she asked questions, made the right comments and put on the facade of the perfect professional.
She rubs her thumb over the top of my member and then sucks it into her mouth signaling the end of our meeting.
I gasp as pleasure washes over me. I stroke over Cassidy’s hair enjoying the feeling of her tongue swirling, her mouth sucking, her head bobbing in my lap.
I feel my body twitch and lift her head up to kiss her.
I unbutton Cassidy’s dress all the way down revealing her matching black underwear. The shimmering satin, a thin barrier between my hands and her body. She pulls her arms out of the dress and lets it fall to the floor as she stands up in front of me.
"This isn’t part of our deal," I say in the moment of restraint.
