Kendra

Thank You

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This book is dedicated to my sugar mama’s Abbey and Louisa at A&L Book Promotions. Without you, I doubt I’d have the amazing ending at the end that has spurned my ideas for Tamara’s story so thank you for our late night chats, our midday chats about the most insane sexual innuendos possible.

A special THANK YOU goes to Abbey for reading out the last scene between Tamara and Raphael and posting it on Youtube. That made my day and those little cheeks flushing when you read out ‘panties’…was …just the BEST.

“ThreeWay All The Way”

Copyright Kate Bonham 2015

Warning: this book contains mature age content and is intended for person 18+. 

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Chapter One

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Kendra packed the last of Matthew’s things into the cardboard box and tried to stifle the yawn. It had been a long day. The company had taken a nose dive in the past year and as a consequence quite a few of the managers had been fired, including hers. She had been safe, luckily, being the most respected personal assistant in the Sydney office meant she was always going to be safe. Even if she did get booted out, what company didn’t need an assistant? It was one of the safest professions.

Smart thinking on her part after she’d been told her school grades weren’t enough to earn her a spot in University. The first one in her family for the past three generations that hadn’t been to University.  It had not gone down well with her lawyer mother and surgeon father. Just another reason for her older sisters to rag on her about wasting her life behind a computer screen.

“Is that all of it?” the guard asked her from the doorway. She glanced up just as he came into the office.

She nodded. “Yes. He was pretty basic while at work.”

The guard named Joe took the box off her and walked away without another word. Kendra looked out over the desk one last time and picked up the name plate from the edge, sliding the name out, she left the plate for the next manager.

Funny, Matthew hadn’t been a bad boss. Actually, he’d been kind to everyone and preferred his staff to treat him the same way they’d treat anyone else. He’d been fair whenever Kendra had been sick and needed time off. He figured if you were well enough to get up and go to a doctor, you were well enough to come to work. So no doctor’s notes were necessary. Most took advantage of it, but Kendra hated it. She would have preferred to be in the office, sniffeling over her paperwork, and keeping up to date. That was just how it was with her. There was already talk of his replacement. The company had lost too much money in the last twelve months and yet they were sacking four managers and hiring a new one to take the company in a new direction.

Seriously. Could they not have waited for the dust to settle? The morale in the office was already down, did they need an asshole coming in here and telling them what to do?

She moved out of the office and closed the door after her, turning the light off and heading to her own desk. Putting Matthew’s name down on her desk, she moved her mouse to wake her computer back up and began typing the email that everyone was dreading.

The email to advise Matthew and the three other managers were no longer employees of the company and were no longer allowed inside the office. No one was to speak to them of the company’s dealings or the approach they were taking.

As she hit send, she felt someone come over to sit on her desk beside her. Kendra spun around to see the one person she really didn’t want to see in this state.

Tamara.

The receptionist trying to break it as a personal assistant, sat on top of Matthew’s name. Her leg crossed over the other, pushing her already short black skirt higher up her thigh. As much as she hated the girl and her ambitions, there was a certain sex appeal about her. There had been many times Kendra had fantasised about that woman bent over the desk as Kendra had her fingers slamming into her tight hole and her big blue eyes wide open as Kendra brought her to orgasm.

“Sooooo,” Tamara drawled. “Do you know about the new boss?”

“No,” Kendra bit out. “No one does. He starts on Monday and we’ll know more then.”

“Oh come on,” Tamara went on. “You know everything in this company, Kenny. Just give me a lil tidbit and I’ll leave ya alone.”

Ah. If only that were true. If Kendra gave even a little bit of info, Tamara would be over her like a bear with a honeypot.

“I honestly don’t know, Tamara. No one knows anything about the new manager.”

“Well,” Tamara said as she slid off the desk as elegantly as possible which made Kendra hate her even more. “I hope he’s a hunk. We could use some eye candy in this place.”

Tamara picked up Matthew’s name plate and pushed it into the bin beside the desk. Kendra pushed aside the feeling she experienced at seeing how easy it was that someone who worked for the company was pushed aside for the fresh new face. You spend years with someone every day and in the blink of an eye, you don’t matter to them anymore. That was why she chose never to be with anyone else…not for the long term anyway. 

“It may be a woman,” Kendra called out after her. Tamara either didn’t hear or didn’t want to hear because she didn’t turn around as she made her way over to the gathering of staffers chatting at their office manager Helena’s desk.

Please…be a woman. An old…and married woman. There had only been one good looking man in the company and he’d been let go with the others.

Now, she only had to worry about Tamara shaking her ass in those ridiculous outfits she concocts every morning.

Kendra turned back to her computer and got back to her ever flowing inbox. The new starter email had appeared in her inbox just as Tamara left.

Thank God Tamara hadn’t seen that!

She clicked it open and minimised the window. This office was like a women’s bathroom.

No secret was sacred.

Kendra,

Please set up the following user with all required access for the office. He will be taking over all four roles that were previously made empty by the exits earlier today. As always, please keep this to yourself until the start date has commenced.

User: Chad Caraway

Userid: ccara1

Commencement: Monday 12
th
April

Regards,

HR Department

Kendra closed the email with a sigh. Perfect, just perfect. He was male. And just knowing her luck, he would be drop dead sexy to boot.

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When Kendra clocked off for the end of the week later that day, she walked past the empty offices along the wall with a feeling of dread. As usual, she was the last one to leave at 7pm. Her hours were supposed to be from 8.30am until 5pm but she was always leaving later. It was the reason her last relationship ended so abruptly. He had wanted someone who could make the lunch dates and the dinner reservations he set up. That was how Caleb had met his now fiancée Adora. Kendra had been late, well, actually, she’d never shown up because Matthew needed help with some paperwork for a meeting in the morning. Two weeks later, Caleb had moved out of their Pyrmont apartment and she’d had to move in with her ex brother-in-law. She still loved Jack with all her heart. He had become her brother in all senses of the word the day he married Nicki and now even after the divorce, she still adored him. Nicki hadn’t even offered to let her stay until she got her feet on the ground again. Nor had her other sister Laney. Although, to be fair, Laney was always looking for the next sugar daddy. She didn’t have a permanent residence. Currently, she was keeping a lonely millionaire company while his skanky wife ten years his junior was off in the Hamptons enjoying as many young men as she could. Laney blossomed early and she’d never looked back whereas Nicki was the prude of the family. It was the reason her marriage broke up after only two years. Jack had been a patient man but after a year of no sex with no reason at all, he had had enough. Kendra didn’t blame the man. It had been just four weeks since she last had a one night stand and she was already itching for another to tide her over.

Kendra’s phone buzzed with a text message. Pulling it from her bag, she saw it was from Jack who was in a bar near her work.

J: Come and save me from boredom. The boys have abandoned me.

Usually, she hated text messages because everyone seemed to have lost the ability to form a single word but with Jack, he actually spelled his words out and spoke English.

K: Coming. Be there in ten.

She locked the front door to the office and clicked the down button for the elevator. She opened Facebook up while she waited and checked her notifications. It was a personal rule that she never check the damn thing during work hours. A few years ago it had become such an addiction for her that she had to detox herself by deactivating her account for a few months and getting her life back on track. The elevator doors opened and she walked out onto the street. It was a cool night in April, unseasonably so, and she pulled her suit jacket tighter across her chest as she ran across the street to the line of bars the businessmen all inhabited after 4pm on Fridays.

“Kenny!” Jack waved his arms at her as she walked into
Mama’s
. It was a relatively new joint with a reputation for being owned by a former Madame. She made her way through the throng of partygoers and sat down on the stool next to Jack.

“Why do you insist on sitting at the bar and not in a comfy booth?”

“Booths were all taken by the time I got here,” he smiled that dazzling smile that got them into way too much trouble. Although, to be fair, it also got them out of being locked up for indecent exposure. He was her brother, sure, but he was also her best friend and best friends did stupid shit all the time…like skinny dip at the beach during one of the hottest nights Sydney had seen in years. Apparently the elderly couple who had seen them weren’t as impressed with Jack’s rock hard abs and ass or her perfectly plump rump.

“How was your day?” Jack asked, sliding a beer over to her.

“Bad. Really….bad. I’m going to need more than beer tonight.”

She hailed the bartender over to her and pushed the beer back to Jack, who with raised eyebrows, gladly accepted. She looked up into the brown eyes of an incredibly gorgeous man who smiled at her and asked her what she wanted.

A piece of you, beefcake
is what she wanted to respond but instead she ordered Sambuca shots and a vodka cruiser chaser.

“Vodka cruisers?” Jack laughed. “When you said you needed more, I didn’t think you’d bitch out on me.”

She punched his arm playfully and watched as beefcake poured the shots before grabbing her a passionfruit cruiser. God…even his taste in cruiser was nice.

“Shit…should I leave now?” Jack asked. She turned to him in shock when she realised she had been eyeing the bartender off non-stop since he had gotten her drinks.

As she accepted the shots, she tossed them back quickly and sipped half the bottle of cruiser down her throat. It slid down her throat nicely, coating it in the sugary goodness that was a vodka cruiser. 

“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?”

Jack nodded, laughing. “I’ll get the bucket out before we pass out, shall I?”

“Good idea.”

“Heard you had a tough one,” he said, sobering slightly. “How many were lost?”

“Four…including Matthew.”

“Shit…new boss, huh? Do you know who yet?”

Kendra nodded. “His name is Chad Caraway.”

“I’ve heard of him,” Jack said. “He’s actually pretty wealthy…his family’s money I think. I’d get your shields up, kiddo, apparently he’s a dick.”

Wouldn’t that just cap off a great new working relationship? She already hated him!

“Just what I heard though.”

“What else do you know about him?”

“You have a phone…google him.”

Laughing, she took her phone out of her bag and googled his name. Why hadn’t she thought to do this earlier?

“Holy shit…he’s been married twice already and he’s not even thirty.”

“Wow…” Jack sighed. “Poor bastard is probably paying for their luxurious lives as we speak.”

“I’d never marry a man who looks as arrogant as he does!” Kendra said, showing Jack the picture that appeared first. He was dressed for a ball with a bow tie and a black suit, his chiselled jaw was set in a stern way as if he didn’t want to be there. But damn, did he look good in a suit. Heaven help her, she was going to live to regret this.

The bartender came back around and refilled her shots for her. Mmm but beefcake could be a nice way to take her mind off the shit storm that was coming on Monday.