“Is it something we can live with?” I asked.
“I called Mr. Hill, and there are two on the list who you do flyer work for.”
“What do you suggest?” I asked.
“Let’s talk to Jade about it, and see if they’re open to letting you continue doing the flyers. If not, it’s not worth fighting over,” she suggested.
“I disagree. Mr. Hill has been good to us and was the first one to give us a chance. As much as I’d like to help Jade, I think our first loyalty is to Hill Advertising.”
“I see your point, and I can sell this to Jade. Let me get to work.”
I told Tiffany what was going on, and she called Kendal so the two of them could coordinate.
I CAME OUT OF THE OFFICE to find Sarah sitting in the living room, staring off into space. I watched her for a moment as the afternoon sun filtered through the sheers, highlighting her beauty. Sarah looked gorgeous at that moment. Not that she wasn’t always, but there was just something about her vulnerability that held my interest. I sat down next to her and gave her a hug. Her face changed and she was smiling at me.
“How did you know I needed a hug?”
“I didn’t. Do you want to talk about it?” I asked.
“Take me to dinner. I want to go to someplace nice where we can dress up and look like the toast of the town,” she encouraged me.
“Of course, how dressed up do you want me? I have both a suit and a tux with me.”
“How ’bout you wear your suit? I have a new dress I’ve wanted to wear. Give me forty-five minutes and I’ll meet you downstairs,” she told me.
I have no idea how all the girls knew we were going out, but they were all waiting downstairs when I came down. Olivia was fussing over my tie when I felt every eye shift to the stairs. I slowly turned to see Sarah in a cream-colored halter dress that showed plenty of skin. It was a modest length, coming just above the knees. She’d gone easy on her makeup and looked exactly like someone I would want to date. As she came down the stairs, her breasts swayed just enough for me to know she wasn’t wearing a bra. I then mentally kicked myself. Where would she hide a bra in that outfit?
Her eyes locked with mine as I watched her walk down the stairs. She was making sure I found her desirable. I think my open-mouth stare confirmed I liked what I saw, resulting in the big smile that appeared on her face. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she did a little twirl, and all the other girls descended on her. I stepped forward, put my arm out and the crowd parted.
“Sarah, you make that outfit look stunning. I’m proud to be your escort tonight,” I said as the other girls gave a sigh.
“You’re not too bad yourself. I bet we turn every head in the restaurant,” she predicted.
We walked into one of the trendy places in New York. It was packed, for a Monday night. I was worried we would never get a seat, but the maître d’ recognized me and sat us immediately in a prime location to be seen. Sarah was giddy with excitement.
“Everyone’s looking at us. This is so much fun.”
“You called it earlier, every head would turn. This is your special night,” I told her.
We had a wonderful evening. Sarah enjoyed every moment of it, which made me enjoy it even more. The bonus was that we got to know each other better. This time she made me talk. I told her about my family and my little buddy, Kyle. She already knew I wasn’t dating anyone. She wanted to know all about my exes. I drew the line there. When we got ready to leave, she got a serious look on her face.
“Thank you for making this a special evening for me. I’m glad we did this. It makes me see you in a completely new light. I think we can actually be friends now,” she said, and then frowned. “That sounded kind of bad.”
“No, I get it. I think this is good. I can see us being more than just people who hooked up in New York. We can have a conversation,” I said as she nodded.
When we got home, she kissed me on the cheek and then ran to her room. When I walked by her door, going to my room, I heard several voices asking her all about her night. A hint of a smile crossed my face as I headed to bed. I think I may have found a new friend.
Tuesday July 22
I CAME BACK FROM WORKING out and found Kat cooking my breakfast. She turned to face me before I gave her my morning kiss on the neck.
“Sit,” she ordered as she put steak and eggs in front of me. “We will talk, you and me.”
“Sure, what’s on your mind?” I asked.
“You are sexy boy with everyone but me. Why I am not good enough for you?” she asked, obviously hurt.
I was completely taken aback. I thought Kat was one of the most desirable, if not the most desirable woman in the house. I had thought she was just being my friend. I didn’t push anything with her because I didn’t want to lose our friendship. Then I realized that most of my female friends were involved with me sexually. Why wouldn’t Kat be one of them? I finished my breakfast, letting her wait for my response. I even cleaned up after breakfast, and then I took her hand.
“What does this mean?” she asked, confused.
I waggled my eyebrows at her, which made her giggle. She got up and I chased her upstairs. I dragged her into the shower and took my time soaping her up. I found her naughty bits were very dirty and had to be cleaned inside and out ... repeatedly, until she had an earth-shattering orgasm. Kat wanted to return the favor, but I felt I owed her. I got her out of the shower and had her lie back on the bed. I crawled up between her legs and used my tongue to make sure I hadn’t left any soap on her which might cause irritation.
When Kat was about to lose her mind again, I used my probe to ensure I hadn’t missed any spots deep within her. After we were both exhausted from her thorough cleaning, I looked at the clock. I had to jet to make it to today’s gig. I was doing a runway show for a fall line. I left Kat snoozing as I ran to make it in time.
I CAME HOME FROM WORKING all day to find the house empty. I went up to my room to find Sasha in my bed with just a smile on. This was a pleasant surprise.
“Here and now?” I asked.
She just smiled and nodded. Then I heard my toilet flush, and out came Sarah in her birthday suit. I figured I was overdressed and quickly got naked. I winked at Sarah. She had pulled off the threesome challenge. I needed to reward her.
“Nice,” Sasha hissed when Mr. Happy came out to play.
Sasha seemed to be the instigator and Sarah let the older girl take the lead. But I decided Sarah had earned a reward. I winked at Sasha and took Sarah in my arms. She was eager to kiss me and she was soon running her hands all over my back and bottom as she rubbed against my leg. I reached behind her and slid my index finger through the fold of her sex. She was more than ready. I broke our kiss and looked Sarah in the eye.
“Sasha, grab a condom out of the nightstand and come put it on me,” I requested.
I was looking into Sarah’s eyes, seeing if she was ready for this. It’s one thing to plan a threesome, and quite another to do one. I liked this girl too much to push her past her limits. She pushed me back so Sasha could get access to my member. She watched as she slid the head into her mouth to get it ready for the condom. I wasn’t sure if that was required, but I wasn’t going to argue.
Once it was on, I reached out and grabbed Sarah’s hips to turn her around. She bent forward and put her hands on the wall. I edged up against her with Mr. Happy eagerly preceding me. Since I was taller than she was, I had to bend my knees. I slid up and down her slit to lubricate the tip. I eventually got everything ready.
“Please!” Sarah begged. "I want you!”
I glanced over at Sasha who was touching herself with a look of lust, which held promise for later. She moaned along with Sarah as I pushed forward, I slide smoothly inside until my pubic bone rubbed her perfect butt.