The Vampire Girl (chapter 3) - Sex Stories

The Vampire Girl (chapter 3)

... so fast that I didn’t even catch his name, nor did I care about his name—greedy bastard. Clearly, money really does talk. But this was certainly not the time to make a political statement. I said, “Hello, sir. I would like to arrange a meeting with you to discuss the possibility of Disney hosting a special event at your park. The meeting would only take about 15 to 20 minutes of your time. I understand that time is valuable for a man in your position, so I am prepared to compensate you for it regardless of the outcome of the meeting. He said, “Ok. When do you want this meeting to take place, Mr. Hunt?” I said, “I will work my schedule to fit around yours, but sooner is better than later.” He asked if I could hold while he checked his schedule with his secretary and I said that was fine. I had the feeling he just put me on hold to look busier than he truly was: who couldn’t clear 15 minutes of any day for $20,000 dollars? A few minutes later, he came back to the line and asked if I could meet him the following Thursday at 2:35 in their office building in Orlando. I told him to give me the address and I would be waiting for him there at that time. The meeting was set and the secretary was back on the phone to give the address. Once I told her I had it, she repeated it again. Then she asked for my cell number so she could text the address to me—just in case. Humoring her, I gave her my cell and I received the text before I even got off the phone with her. Then she offered to ...

... send the address to my email, but I told her that was not necessary. ‘She must have a terrible poker face’, I thought laughing to myself. I went home and acted like I had the worst day at work. Penelope asked me what happened and I told her that I had to go out of town on a business trip for two days next week. She didn’t like the idea of me leaving but knew it must be important. She asked where I had to go and I told her ‘Orlando of all places’. She remarked that was funny because she had a dream about Disney World just last night. ‘What are the odds’, I thought. I just said that was a funny coincidence. I changed the subject, saying that I didn’t want to think about the trip. It would be the first time we had been apart for so long since we met and I just couldn’t think about that right now. Penelope said she knew just what I needed and she went upstairs and drew us a bath. The time came for my ‘business trip’ and I embraced the love of my life tightly while we said our goodbyes. I took a plane to Orlando and flew coach; there was no need to get crazy with our money and go first class—it was just me flying after all. Once the plane landed, I picked up my rental car and checked into my hotel for the night. I called Penelope to tell her the flight went fine and that I was getting ready for the conference meeting the next day. She didn’t keep me on the phone long, saying she wanted me to be well rested. We told each other how much we loved each other and that took an hour before ...