The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... was a day of sightseeing; the Eiffel Tower, Champs-Élysées, The Notre Dame Cathedral and two palaces. We finished the night with a late dinner and two bottles of wine. We sat on the couch for an hour, talking at first about the work day tomorrow. First, two meetings with fashion industry execs regarding pension and retirement account management, but more importantly to them is convincing Cynthia to invest in their stock as part of her investment fund's assets. The afternoon would finish off with a fall fashion show, featuring several major designers.

Then the conversation turned personal and comfortable. We sat facing one another with our feet folded beneath us, knees touching. When her perfume hit my brain, I leaned forward without thought and kissed her shiny red lips. Electricity pumped through me, so soft and warm. I breathed in her perfume and pressed my tongue into her warm mouth. She began to reciprocate, and another wave of tingling warmth washed through me. When I placed a hand on her cheek, she grabbed it and pulled it away, breaking the kiss.

"This can't happen Alecia, I am sorry if signals were crossed, but it would be wholly inappropriate for so many reasons..."

"Oh God, I'm so sorry, please..." I said frantically, until she cut me off.

"Relax, Ms. Carmichael, these things happen. I am not offended, and you are not in trouble. It was just a misunderstanding, it's Paris, we had wine... Let's just get some sleep and get ready for a big day tomorrow," ...

... she said calmly, as she stood up and sat her wine on the table. "Please trust me. It is not a big deal, and it will not affect your job in any way. Get a good night's sleep. We have an exciting day tomorrow. Good night."

Overwhelmed by the moment, all I could say was, "Good night."

I laid there awake most of the night, afraid I blew my whole career to pieces in one stupid moment of weakness. If it was not a big deal why did she call me Ms. Carmichael?

The next morning in typical Cynthia fashion, she acted as if nothing had happened and I followed her lead. We had early morning sessions at the spa to have our hair done. Mine was a classic straight hanging cut, but they worked magic to put some body and fullness to it and my dark hair shimmered like I had never seen.

Cynthia's was a combination of a shag layered flowing hair style that framed her face perfectly and looked stunning from the back. I was afraid to comment for fear of making my situation worse. As we looked in the mirror in our robes at the spa, her comment relieved my anxiety a bit.

"Excellent work Filipe and Elaine, we are gonna turn some heads today." She looked at me in the mirror and gave me a warm smile.

I struggled with my clothing choices for this trip. What do you wear for business meetings with fashion Icons and then a fashion show? I picked a sleeveless white dress with full shoulders and a low cut back that was open to just below my shoulder blades. The skirt was somewhat flared, and the ...