Rockin' the Boss (12 page)

“I’ve never worn anything close to
this,
and these heels… I can’t walk in these.”

“You have this evening and tomorrow
to practice in them, my love. Why don’t you try on everything?” He disappeared,
leaving me to decide what to do.

A short time later, I appeared in
the doorway, unsteady on my feet in the stilettos and dressed in the black
outfit he had chosen. Max stood in front of the windows, his back turned to me,
unaware I stood waiting on his approval.

“Max, sweetheart,” I whispered,
unable to raise my voice any higher. He caught a brief glimpse of me in the
reflection of the window and turned to face me as I started walking unevenly
toward him.

“My God, Ashleigh, you’re beautiful.
Come here, and let me look at you.” He ran his hands down the sides of my arms,
around to my breasts, where he cupped them both in his hands. He moved on to my
behind and pulled me tightly against him.

“I take it you like what you see?” I
purred. I brushed my lips across his as he put one large hand on the side of my
face, his mouth consuming mine. Our tongues met and explored each other, our
passion rising.

“Oh yes, very much.” he breathily
whispered. “See, was that so hard, sweetheart?”

“No, but don’t get too used to it. I
will
draw the line when it comes to
certain things. I don't know why you and Keller are being so secretive. I don't
like it. Not one bit.”

“Perhaps I can persuade you to think
a little differently, love.” He kissed me deeply again before he released his
grip on my rear. “Now, you had better change before I show you what you do to
me, dressed like that.”

I eyed him curiously. “Go on, shoo
before I rip them off and have my way with you. I think I need to get dinner
for us before we get any more distracted.”

“You’re the one who wanted me to try
everything on,” I stammered hotly as I walked out of the room.

I stripped down to the underwear and
decided I would give Max a further taste of his own medicine, going back to
find him. He was in the kitchen, gathering what he needed to prepare our meal.
I quietly entered.
I want some shock
value on my side
.

“Max, sweetheart, I thought you
might want to see the rest of what you got me before I changed out of them.” I
strutted closer to him as he turned around, leaving him no room to not see me.

Taking all of me in with his
chocolate eyes, he twirled me around and then back to face him. As he wrapped
his arms around me and fervidly began kissing me, his hands began to wander
down to my behind. He pulled the thong to one side and made his way to my wet
sex.

“Hmmm, I can see I need to purchase
you more of these as you’ve soaked this one.” He pushed me gently against the
counter top, facing away from him.

I heard the zipper on his pants and
the sound of the fabric as he pushed them to the floor. He pressed himself
against my backside, moving one hand around me as he began to rub my clit. I
jumped at his touch before he inserted two fingers inside me, releasing the hot
fluid.

Spreading my legs, he entered me
from behind and began to hammer me hard with his cock. Thrusting harder and
faster, he rubbed my wet, swollen nub as I groaned and lost myself in the
bliss. My knees trembled as uncontrolled passion grew in me. My entire body
quivered as I bucked against him, the climax shaking my core. I let out a
scream as Max continued, until his own orgasm overtook him.

“Good, baby, that’s it, let it go.”
He held on to me to steady my already weakened form.

I felt warm liquid dripping down my
thighs as he slowly withdrew from me. He draped his body over my back as he
nuzzled my neck and ear. “Damn baby, you came all over my hand. That was one hell
of an orgasm you had.” He kissed the lobe as I nodded. He helped me upright
before slapping me on the ass and pulling his jeans back on. “Now go get
dressed, wench, or we’ll never have dinner tonight.” I squealed as I rushed out
of the room.

* * * *

The following day, when we were to
visit one of Richard’s New York City clubs, Agent Keller dropped by to check on
us and make sure we were ready. I’m sure he was more concerned about my ability
to pull off something of this nature—even if it was just as simple as going in
for a couple of drinks.

He sat down in the living room on
one of the wing back chairs and glanced from Max to me.
“So,” he
began, “the two of you are ready for this evening?”

“Absolutely,” Max replied. I watched
him eye me as I was sitting stone-faced, looking off into space.

“Ashleigh?” Agent Keller asked. He
watched me intently.

“Yes, of course I’m ready. I’ll be
fine. Max and I have gone over everything in great length.” I stopped as I
thought about our tryst in the kitchen the evening before.

Keller glanced over at Max.

“She’s fine. She’ll be a pro after
this evening.”

The agent left after he discussed
the details for that evening, leaving me in more of a panic than I had been.

Later that evening, as we stepped out
of the limo upon our arrival at the club, Max took my fingers in his and
squeezed in an effort to reassure me. I glanced at him and tried to smile.

“Just follow my lead, love, as we
discussed.”

Approaching the doorman, Max—as
directed by the agents—gave his name. As he had been there before to meet
Richard, his name should be on file as a customer. The hunch proved to be
right, and we were shown inside and taken to a darkened room. I held on tightly
to Max’s hand, not sure what to expect.

A scantily clad woman seated us at a
small table and took our drink order. I watched Max as he looked around the
large, dark room. It was obvious some form of entertainment would happen at
some point. He glanced over at me. I was a bit uneasy, but I was determined to
hold my own. He had given me a glass of wine before we left in an effort to
calm my nerves.

“Just breathe, sweetheart. You’re
doing great.” He patted my hand, leaned over, and kissed me on the cheek. “I
love you.”

That got the effect he must have
wanted, as I slyly smiled toward him. “I love you, too, and really, I’m fine.”

The waitress brought our drinks and
placed them on the table. I picked up my glass and took a long pull off the
bourbon Max had ordered for me.

Then, from behind, a familiar voice
spoke out.
“Max, they told me you were here. I couldn’t believe it and
came to see for myself.” The familiar grating sound of Lisa’s voice purred in
Max’s direction. She moved next to him, dressed in a tight, slick-looking
leather dress, which barely covered her.

She
sneered
her contempt at me.
“Ashleigh, this is indeed a surprise. I would have never in
a thousand years expected to see you here. Max must have introduced you to his
kinky lifestyle.”

I sat up and eyed the young woman
who stood next to my man. I surprised Max as well as myself with my next
comment.
“As a matter of fact, Lisa, he has. But what I want to know
is what you’re doing here? Is this your new job?”

“Yes, I manage this place for
Richard,” she replied, but before she continued, Max stepped into the
conversation.

“I, um, was showing Ashleigh a
couple of places we could come to when we’re in Manhattan. If that’s all, Lisa,
I’d like to finish my drink with my fiancé here so that we can move on to our
next destination.” He reached over and took my hand, his eyes moving between
the two of us.

Lisa turned and left without so much
as a word, but not before I caught a glimpse of her face. She was angry, her
face flustered.
“Very good, my love.”
Max
smiled over at me. “I think, however, we need to be on our way. I believe we’ve
stirred things up enough for one night.”

With that, we casually finished our
drinks and acted as though this was simply a stop among many for the evening.
We marched toward the exit. I could feel his palm on the small of my back as he
guided me out.

Just as we were within sight of the
front door, Lisa came out of nowhere.
“Max, Ashleigh! It would be rude of
me to let you leave without giving you a tour of our establishment. I even made
a private room available for you, should you require one after I show you
around.” She stood there, a devious grin on her face.

“Thanks Lisa, we appreciate your
hospitality, but we’ll have to take a rain check.
Perhaps
another time?”
Max replied, his arm protectively around my waist.
I don’t trust her, and I’m afraid we’ll be
trapped if we enter this private room she has set aside.

Instead, she took him by the other
arm, leading us away from the exit. “I insist. I promise to give you the quick
tour this time. It won’t take but a few minutes.”

Max glanced at me, obviously trying
to assess the situation we were in. I decided we had better go along with it
for now, not seeing an out.
“Come on, Max. We can take a few minutes for a tour, and
next time, you can give us the
grand
tour, Lisa.” I smiled at the younger woman and then at Max.

Pleased with herself, Lisa led us
through the private club, explaining the different areas the building held. “I
don’t know what Max has introduced you to, Ashleigh, but part of the club is
purely for couple's sexual enjoyment, while another features BDSM. Nothing too
hardcore, not at this club, but here we do have private rooms, or dungeons as
they’re called, as well as shows and stuff.”

“Well, I don’t think we need to go
there,” Max interjected. “What’s this couples area you spoke of?”

“It’s has a bar area, along with
private rooms for couples to experiment or whatever. It gives them some spice
they wouldn’t get at home, if you catch my drift. That might be a perfect place
for you to introduce Ashleigh to the lifestyle Max.” She smiled wickedly at us.

We walked past an area, which seemed
to intrigue Max, but Lisa ignored it.
“What’s that area?” he asked,
watching her face.

“Oh, that’s private. An office and
that sort of stuff,” she replied as she led us on. When we returned to the
front lobby, she once again prodded us, “Are you sure you wouldn’t like a
private room Max?”

“While it’s most tempting, Lisa,
we’re supposed to meet some people, and we’re running late. I don’t know about
Max, but I’d love to next time.”

Max finally noticed the two agents
who lingered in the immediate area. “Yes, in fact, I see them waiting on us.
Next time, Lisa, and thank you for taking the time to show us
around.”

Lisa walked behind us and quickly
took over the conversation. She introduced herself to the men. To my surprise,
one of them made an unannounced change of plans by accepting Lisa’s offer of
drinks in the private, couples-only area.

She sat the four of us at a high top
and left to get us drinks.

“Are you nuts, Todd? This isn’t part
of the plan,” Max whispered. I saw him try to focus on everything going on
around him. He glanced over at me and could probably tell that, while I held my
own, I was a bit nervous by the change.

“Keller said to pursue, so that’s
what we’re doing.” Todd, like his partner and Max, had earwigs to keep them
apprised with what Keller and the others wanted us to do.

Lisa brought a tray of fancy
beverages and placed them in the middle of our group. Max quietly said it was
rather odd she didn’t serve champagne to us. But we had all three already taken
a sip as he was watching Lisa leave the area. He looked worried but it was too
late.

A short time later, his fear was
realized. Agent Todd, after conversing with his partner, spied a waitress and
motioned her over. They inquired about the two of them securing a private room.
He winked Max’s way. “Come on, Max, loosen up a little.” They walked off as Max’s
gaze swept the area.

“Max, come on.” I purred in his ear.
“My pussy is soaking wet. Let’s play before we go home.”
Did I really just say that?
And in a public place?
But it just seemed right. I couldn’t stop.
I was suddenly very horny.

Lisa walked up to us. I smiled at
her.
Perfect timing.

“Can I show you to a private room?
They have lots of toys you can play with.” She winked at Max.

Before he could say a word either
way, I spoke up.
“Yes, you can show Mr. Spoilsport and me to one of your
private rooms, Lisa. I think it’d be fun. Don’t you, Max?”

She took us down a darkened hallway
to a closed door. I watched as Max inspected the door and the lock closely
before he let either of us enter.

“We don’t lock the doors. You can do
that from the inside if you so choose.” She opened the door farther before
leaving us alone.

Max waited a minute before he placed
a piece of card paper between the lock and the jam. He turned around to find me
lying naked on the bed that was set to one side of the room.