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“However, if I’m going to model for these then I want my choice of photographer and I want an overview of the marketing structure you’re approaching for this lineup.”

“No problem,” Johnston replied. “I can give you all the necessary paperwork and I’ll introduce you to the marketing lead this afternoon if you’d like.”

I simply nodded in approval. I liked having to nod in approval. I felt powerful for once.

“Let’s move on then to item number 12,” Victor then instructed and Mr. Johnston showcased the next design for the lineup.

Dick leaned over to me and whispered, “Good job. I told you this was a perfect job for you.”

“I thought my job just involved writing your notes and sucking your cock,” I replied back, maybe a little more sarcastically than intended.

He just chuckled and said, “Well, that’s included.”

He then looked at me and I could see the wicked fire burning in his eyes. Even now, in the middle of work, he was aroused just by my presence. That was really reassuring.

I smiled and slowly slid my hand beneath the conference table. Taking my time I inched my way to Dick’s leg. He didn’t flinch or even emote when my fingers began to crawl up his pants. In mere seconds I was up grabbing his junk. Without unzipping his pants I slowly stroked his cock and continued to observe the rest of Johnston’s presentation.

Chapter Six

Dick and Victor were too busy with work to hang out with me when the day was done. However, they did give me a sign-on bonus for getting hired and I did give them a little gift as a sign of appreciation. By gift I mean giving them each a blowjob in the elevator.

This was going to be the last night I ever spent in the hotel room. I wanted to get the fuck out of here. I needed a new place to stay. Dick did say he would help me get a new place and Victor revealed he just stayed with Dick – of course they lived in the same mansion. I wasn’t even surprised to find that bit out. I just told them I’d consider the option.

Right now, however, I wanted some time to myself. I just wanted to soak all of this in.

In one week I was beaten up horribly by Matt, I quit my whole life in New York, had a one night stand, had a threesome and now I have a big position in a big corporation. It was all going by so fast and now I had to study all of these marketing terms and business strategies so I wouldn’t make a damn fool of myself.

“Stupid hotel bed,” I said out loud when I lay down and realized how uncomfortable this bed was. I didn’t really complain when I first got here but after spending time in the office loft that Dick and Victor work in – which, fortunately, no one else can enter unless invited or if they have a scheduled meeting – I kind of got spoiled. The sofas in their office were a million times better than the bed mattress in the hotel.

I had a lot to finish. I didn’t want to waste my time. I took a hot shower, changed into a pair of jeans and a white tank top, took all the paper work and headed across the street to the donut shop. As soon as I got in I ordered two donuts and the largest cup of coffee they had. I knew I was going to stick around for a few hours just to review all this stuff.

As it turns out, I didn’t really need to master all of it. Dick and Victor had everything so well planned out with their company. They had an excellent marketing division and a research team that did surveys and studies to see what female consumers wanted and what was trending. All I had to do was look at the results but there was no need to study the complex methods and calculations they made. Of course, that didn’t stop me from checking. I wanted to make sure they were doing surveys on women aged eighteen to forty-five and not below or above that line because then the clothes designs we were making wouldn’t be suitable.

Buzz!

“We’ll be out by six, will you be free?” Dick texted me.

I bit down on my lip, remembering how his cock tasted in my mouth and how mind-blowing it was to have it inside me. “Sure, where are we going?”

“Home,” he replied.

What the heck did that mean? Were they going to drive me around and help me find a new apartment? I still had to look around my luggage or in my car for the papers from my last home and see if my bank can transfer the loan I took for the house I had in New York. Ugh… even to this day, Matt’s existence in my life is a nuisance. I wish I never met that guy.

“Sure,” I replied. “Let’s meet up later. Same place.”

“Buy some donuts for the ride,” he then texted a few minutes later. “I’ll pay for it.”

That was fine with me. I still had a few hours. I could read through these papers, start devising my own plans now that I had a job and the responsibilities that went with it and get it done before they’d drive by.

Boy was I wrong.

***

It was five minutes to six and I just got the box of donuts from the lady at the counter. I paid for the food – I figured Dick or Victor could just reimburse me later. I didn’t feel all that excited to see them though. I spent the past few hours combing through so many papers and I didn’t even realize how difficult it was to plan out marketing events, designer schedules and more. I might take a week or two just to finish this one assignment I had.

“There she is,” a familiar voice called out. I turned my head to see Dick walking through the entrance with Victor right behind him.

“You look really tired,” Victor said as they walked up to me. They didn’t bother to sit down since we were leaving anyway.

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