The Protege chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 3

... or even legal to administer a launch this massive in two months. I have to take the redeye to New York and meet with legal counsel. Flying commercial! I hate it. Unfortunately, we must part company."

I was shocked. It hit me like a slap to the face. My lack of panties suddenly felt like being naked on the streets. The thought of sleeping alone, the enormity of my project with LVMH, and traveling in a foreign country all felt overwhelming.

"Wow. I am going to miss you Ms. Cynthia." I said sadly.

"That is an understatement Ms. Carmichael! I was so looking forward to some payback for services rendered. My condition should be passing in a day or two. And who knows when our paths will cross again. It could be weeks!"

"I know, it's going to be torture! Can't you wait until morning?" I pleaded.

"Unfortunately, the only window with our General Counsel is tomorrow. Keep Russel and Maurice close and call me anytime 24/7 if you need help. You've got this. LVMH is your only focus give them your undivided attention and you will have our full support. I will leave a corporate credit card in your name in the hotel room. You'll need clothes for the next several weeks. You know who's brands you will need to buy. Expense whatever you need Ms. Carmichael. How is that for a fringe benefit. A shopping spree in Paris for Louise Vuitton and Christian Dior."

"Holy shit, are you serious?" I said too loudly before realizing I was with Anatole and company.

"Yes Ms. Carmichael, I ...

... am serious. You must look the part. You're managing $48 Billion. A couple hundred grand is a rounding error." She said calmly. But try to keep it less than 150K."

"Ok," I said trying not to make an ass of myself. "Oh, my poor plants..."

"What?" Said Cynthia confused.

"I'm sorry, it just occurred to me I bought new plants and there is no way the watering globes will keep them going until I get back. Stacey, is kind of far away from my apartment, though she does have a key..."

"Is that the young lady I met with you in the elevator?"

I was amazed she remembered. Cynthia's mind was so sharp, and she remembered everyone she's ever met it seems. "Yes, she was my college roommate, also a business major looking for work." I added.

"I'll tell you what, you're at 71 Broadway right?" She said sounding excited.

"Yes." I said tentatively

"It's so close to the office. "I'll water the plants on two conditions."

"I couldn't ask you to do that..."

"You didn't hear the conditions" She interrupted.

"Ok, I'm listening."

"I can use it to sleep over on late nights at the office, and when I do, I can put on your panties and call you for some assisted self-pleasuring." She said in a sultry voice.

My face flushed red and my pussy flushed hot. "Oh, my God..." I so wanted to explore this further but the gallery of people I was with were hovering. "We have a deal, Ms. Cynthia, but I'm afraid my ferns may need a lot of love and attention."

"You horny little slut!" ...