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From Sarah.
I opened it up against my better judgment.
I read the letter and then tossed the phone back on the bed. I couldn’t believe the gall of that woman. The presumptuousness. She expected to be able to email me and ask me questions about clients and aspects of the business that she now owned after taking it from me in the divorce. She really expected me to just open up and tell her whatever she wanted to know and be at her beck and call.
She even had the balls to state at the bottom of the email that she needed to hear from me “immediately.” As if it was my fault, she had to suddenly take the responsibilities of the business that she fought so hard to take from me. I was disgusted. And angry.
I checked the time. It was after seven.
I went into the garage and got back to my weights. I pumped iron for at least two hours, pushing my body past where I knew I should stop and working every last bit of aggression and anger out of my system. It took a while.
Every time I felt myself calming down, Sarah’s face popped into my head, and I would get angry again. But then a curious thing would happen. As the endorphins started to flood my system and my arms turned to jelly, the anger seeping out of me like a sieve, Sarah’s face would fade. Another would take its place.
Melanie’s.
I envisioned her dressed not how I had seen her at the store or at Mark and Carmela’s, but in a dress. A floor-length gown, black and glittering. The proportions were all there, the same body that I’d seen stretching out the tight shirt sitting across from me in Mark’s dining room. But her hair was down, brushed over one bare shoulder.
My stomach would tighten, and I had to put the bar down. I had worked up a hell of a sweat, and begrudgingly had to get a shower. There was no way I could get in bed like that. After wiping the bench down, I headed inside, stripped off my clothes, and turned on the water.
As I waited for the water to get to the right temperature, I glanced back at the mirror. The vision of Melanie returned, only this time, she was beside me, undressing herself by pulling thezipper down her back of the long gown my mind had put her in. Underneath, she wore a red lace bra and thong panties that showed off her perfectly round ass. An ass I had admittedly gotten a few good glances at in her tight pants at Mark’s.
In the mirror, I saw my cock harden, rising from its flaccid state to full-strength. I rolled my eyes and opened the curtains, stepping into the water. I couldn’t think about Melanie like that. She was my colleague. Sort of.
Really, she was a fellow owner and employee at the same time. The taboo nature of a relationship between us only seemed to complicate my feelings. And the fact that I knew I was going to see her the next night complicated it further.
But as the hot water started to relax my sore muscles and I made my body slick with soap, I let my eyes close, and the vision of Melanie returned again and again. Enough that I couldn’t ignore it anymore, or how my body was responding to it. Her bickering with me had only added to the attraction. I could imagine the two of us, full-throated yelling in the back of the office at the store, in a way the yelling fights with Sarah had never been. There was a tension in them. A desire.
My hand slid down to my shaft, and I stroked it. There was no going back now.
I imagined our lips crushing together in that tiny office, tongues sliding into each other’s mouths. She would taste like peaches and cream, and her body would be hot and soft in my hands. I could rip the clothes from her and toss them on the ground while she jerked my belt open and unzipped my pants.
I would sweep everything off the desk, letting it crash to the floor while she reached behind her to lock the door. Even if they cameknocking, there would be no answer. She would flip the light and return to embrace me again as I reached behind her and undid her bra, letting it fall between us as I cupped her breast.
Slowly making my way down her neck, I would take one breast into my mouth and let my tongue flick her nipple. She would pull my cock out of my pants and stroke it, moaning as I let my hand slide under her panties to her warm mound, sliding my middle finger between her lips and swirling over her clit. She would raise up on her toes as she nearly came on my hand before I pushed her onto the desk, bent over so her ass was pushed out toward me.
I wouldn’t even remove her panties, just push them aside as I would mount her, driving my cock deep inside her until she moaned and clenched the desktop. My hips would rock back and forth as she begged me to fuck her harder. Sweat would pour from our bodies as we jockeyed for control, changing positions over and over until I had moans pouring from her as I slammed my cock inside her wet, throbbing pussy.
She would come, toes curling as I felt myself losing control. She could feel it. She knew I was on the edge, and she would pull herself off me, dropping to her knees. Stroking me into her lips, she would moan as I came in her mouth. When I was finished, she would look up at me with those glittering blue eyes and a smile that could tempt the devil and let her tongue slide out to lick me one last time, cleaning me off and not wasting a single drop.
I came hard in the shower, my knees buckling under me. It took a few moments to get the strength to stand again and rinse off, wondering how in the hell I was going to get through tomorrow now.
10
MELANIE
“Amy, will you please go tell Chris and Tom that if they aren’t finished sorting that truck in fifteen minutes that I won’t let them play their boom box back there anymore?”
“Sure,” Amy said, smirking. “And if I catch them on another ‘smoke break’?”
“Tell them I will personally remove their lungs. It’s almost five. I have things to do, and I can’t leave until that truck is unloaded and sorted,” I said.
After that making threat, I shut the door of the office and marched over to the chair to throw myself in it. Of course, fate would have it that the one day I had something I needed to go take care of I was going to be stuck here late. Nine times out of ten, if I wanted to be out of there at any specific time, I could make it happen, no problem. This might not have been a great thing, considering it was generally because we were only so busy, but today was just nuts.
To add to it all, the news about a possible purchase of the store had made its way around town. Customers were coming in andasking about it, and my employees were starting to ask about it too. I really didn’t have anything to tell them yet. I didn’t know how it was all going to work. All I knew is I’d gotten screwed and was trying to figure it out. That wasn’t going to be much comfort to the employees who were worried that a new owner might cause job changes.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and shut my eyes, the sting causing tears to leak out of the corners. I was tired and frustrated and nervous about the dinner with Victor. Part of me wanted to call him and cancel. Part of me wanted to just throw my apron off and head home to get dolled up for it right that second. Part of me wanted to run away with the circus and never come back.
I could make for a hell of a trapeze artist, I thought.Just give me a few months’ training.
