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A Second Trip to See Miss Cynthia

Using the Bluetooth feature on his car, Evan had called his office and asked to be connected to his assistant, Laura. “This is Laura,” he heard her pleasant voice. “May I help you?” “Hi darlin’, it’s Evan.” “I’ve been waiting for you to call,” she said with an exasperated voice. “What happened?” “It’s all good news,” he replied. Laura could see the smile on his face from the tone of his voice. “You got them to sign?” “Of course I did,” he answered. “Did you ever have any doubt about it?” “Not with you making the presentation,” she said with certainty. “Does the front office know yet?” Evan pulled his car off the road and into a parking lot so that he could concentrate on his conversation with Laura. “I have not told them yet and don’t plan to do so until tomorrow morning. The bastards can just sit and wonder for all I care.” “Is that a wise idea?” she asked calmly. “No. Not at all,” he replied, “But that’s the way I’m going to do it. Just let them stew in their juices for a while. We did this together … you and me, without any assistance from anyone in the office. They were just so certain it couldn’t be done. Well darlin’, we did it and you were just as much a part of this as me.” He could hear the warmth in her voice as she answered, “Thank you very much. We are a good team.” “Yes we are,” he said. “And tomorrow we’ll celebrate at lunch.” “Will it be a long lunch?” she asked. “I would think so,” he answered. “Why do you ask?” Evan could tell that she had her hand over the ...

... mouthpiece of the phone when she whispered, “Will it be a long lunch like the one we had on my birthday?” He was a little surprised by her question and his mind flew back to their lunch to celebrate her last birthday about three months ago. She had taken him to an exclusive lingerie shop where she modeled for him before taking him home to her apartment for an afternoon and evening of wild, unrestrained sex. Until that day he had no idea that Laura had any interest in him sexually, but he found out differently. Now, three months later the subject came up once again. “Would you like to have a long lunch at your apartment?” he asked. “I think it’s a very good suggestion,” she said softly. “You haven’t been there for three months and this is the perfect way to celebrate. Do you agree?” “I certainly do,” he answered with a broad smile on his face. “I’ll let you take care of the details like you did the last time so that we won’t have to be concerned about getting back to the office.” “Don’t you worry about a thing, boss man,” she said with a soft chuckle. I’ll take care of everything. May I assume that you will not be coming back to the office this afternoon?” “You assume correctly,” he laughed. “I have a few things to do and will be turning off my phone as soon as we hang up.” “I would love to be in the meeting tomorrow when you give the president the news,” she said. “There is no reason why you can’t walk into his office with me. This was a team effort.” Laura covered the phone ...