Upside Down (3 page)

“Ms. O’Rourke, the job is yours. I’ll tell Mr. Franklin
, with our Personnel Department, to contact you about the paperwork and send you an email with the specifics. Now, is there anything else you’d like to know about the company or the job?”

“Are you gay?”

She looked me straight in the eyes when she asked that but she didn’t seem defiant at all. There was a glint of curiosity in the blue depths of her eyes mixed with something else I couldn’t quite figure out. I returned the stare and laughed out loud because I wasn’t offended by her question.

“I get that
kind of doubt a lot, Ms. O’Rourke, but I like the fact you asked me directly. I respect that.”

In fact, I respect
ed people who weren’t intimidated by my position and power. She had scored many points with that attitude.

“And the answer is ‘no’.
People assume that because nobody ever sees me with a date -male or female, for that matter. Although the tabloids have a whole different version for my love life, the simple truth is I don’t do relationships. I have no time, nor energy, for all the traditional dating rituals. My business is practically a 24/7 responsibility.”

“It’s a pity
.”

W
hen I didn’t reply but rather raised an eyebrow at her comment she blushed and quickly added.

“
I mean, it’s a pity you don’t have time for yourself. I understand the sacrifices your position requires but you’re young and beautiful. You should date, have fun, enjoy life,” her fair skin got a deeper shade of red and her voice was throaty.

She
had seemed so poised up to that point that I felt sorry for her discomfort so I smiled trying to put her at ease.

“Thank you, Ms. O’Rourke. You are very kind. But not dating doesn’t mean I don’t have fun or enjoy life. I do, believe me. I just prefer to keep a low profile so the paparazzi never see me on these occasions
.”

However,
my attempt at relaxing her wasn’t exactly a success because she squirmed in the chair. Then, I decided to put an end to her misery standing up and stretching my hand to say goodbye.

“Well, it’s been a pleasure talking to you. My people will call you later today with the details. When can you start?”

“As soon as you need me,” she also stood up and shook my hand.

“Be here tomorrow at nine. Mr. Franklin will show you around and start your training.”

I went around the desk to see her to the door while I texted Mark telling him to meet me at the hotel in 15 minutes. That was why I didn’t see her halting a few feet away from the door. I bumped into her back and dove to catch my phone before it hit the polished floor. To my utter embarrassment, I miscalculated the distance and practically grabbed her soft, round bottom together with my phone.

“I’m so sorry. Forgive me
,” I tried to look serene but it was my turn to sport a bright red glow on my cheeks.

“Don’t worry. It
was my fault. I stopped abruptly,” she touched my arm for a brief second as if to reassure me she wasn’t offended by the whole situation.

Once more, m
y imagination was playing tricks on me. I could have sworn her voice had trembled and her words had come out as little more than a breathless whisper. I shook my head and opened the door to let her out.

“Welcome to Horizon, Inc. I’m sure you’ll be a great addition to our team.”

“Thank you, Ms. Sullivan. See you tomorrow.”

I close
d the door, sent the email to the Personnel Department, shut down my computer and ran out of the office. My morning had been filled with steamy fantasies starring Mark plus the night episode with my dildo followed by the shower fun. None of which had been enough. I needed the real thing. As I took my private elevator down to the lobby and pressed my hand lightly over my groin to ease the throbbing emptiness and the burning desire I felt there, I couldn’t understand why I saw a pair of round female thighs in my mind’s eye instead of Mark’s muscular ones.

* * * *

I was straddling Mark and
feeling pleased with myself for having given him such mind-blowing pleasure. He was a vision to be admired as he exploded inside me and his body trembled in rhythm with the spasms. He had closed his eyes, thrown his head back on the pillows and his hands were tugging at the black plush handcuffs I had used to tie him to the headboard as he thrust his hips upwards and deep inside my body. I ran my hands up and down his chest to soothe him as I leaned down to kiss him softly and whispered in his ear, licking it playfully.

“You are mine. Your pleasure is mine. You know that, right?”

“Yes, Madam,” his voice sounded hoarse and sexy as sin. He opened his still clouded eyes to stare into mine and struggled to calm his breathing down before speaking again with a deep crease set between his perfect eyebrows. “But why have you stopped? I know you haven’t finished yet. You didn’t climax.”

“Mark, sweetie, I’m so sorry. But
, it’s not working for me today. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”

I
shrugged and answered him as if the whole thing wasn’t a big deal, hoping against all hope my poker face would deceive him. It didn’t.

“I’m not buying it. What’s going on?”

He was starting to know me too well for my own peace of mind. I never let my lovers get too close but I would have to deal with that some other time.

“I don’t know
,” I shrugged again, unlocked the cuffs and plopped on the bed beside Mark. He turned on his side to face me and ran a hand from my shoulder to my navel then inserted his little finger in my belly button as he scattered soft kisses on my cheeks, nose and the corners of my mouth.

“I am sorry, Carol. I don’t know what I did wrong.”

He sounded so crestfallen I smiled at him and ruffled his hair.

“It’s not your fault, silly. It’s just that I’
ve been very stressed-out lately. I can’t sleep. I can’t relax. I thought fucking would help me out with that. It always does. Apparently, I was wrong.”

I sighed when he found a sensitive spot on my neck while his hand traveled up again to my breast
s and his fingers rolled and tugged at one nipple.

“
Besides, you played a starring role in my date with a dildo last night until the damn batteries died. Today, I wanted the real thing. At least you had a great time, huh?”

“
Oh, yeah, as always,” he chuckled against the oversensitive skin of my nipple before swallowing it whole.

He suckled it and
I closed my eyes when the fiery, exquisite sensations coursed through my nerve endings and zeroed in on the muscles in my lower body. The exact same ones he was teasing with his naughty fingers.

“So,
let me try one last thing, babe. I don’t want you to be frustrated.”

He
gave me one of his panty-soaking smiles before kissing the hollow of my throat. One hand kept playing with my nipple as he moved his mouth along my neck, down my chest. When he avoided my breasts, I knew he was just teasing me. I moaned when he sucked a sensitive spot under my breasts then another one near my belly button. I gasped loudly when his thumb pressed the entrance to my opening as his tongue swirled inside the belly button.

“Hmm, Mark, that feels awesome.”

“You are gorgeous, Carol. I can never get enough of your body.”

Mark
went on scattering soft kisses over my skin until he reached his final goal. He knelt on the bed between my legs and gently spread my knees apart. His eyes traveled down my body, caressing me with the fire burning in them, from my head down to my aching folds, which were indecently exposed to him. My inner walls throbbed, my muscles were singing from the sensations he was awakening in me and my throat was dry. Breathing became almost torture when I saw Mark licking his lips in anticipation as he concentrated his stare on my wet flesh and leaned down towards it. He stopped inches away, turned his head to kiss the inside of my thighs, and tapped my hard nub with the tip of an index finger. My whole body trembled as I gasped.

“Oh, god, that’s hot!”

He just laughed making the air vibrate around my sensitive flesh. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and I threw my head back on the pillows and moaned. I tried to move up to get closer to his mouth but a devilish smile split his beautiful mouth and he drew back.

“Relax, Carol, I’ve barely even started,” he
bit my upper thigh close to the spot where it joined my crotch and I dug my fingers in his scalp.

His mouth
was hovering above my entrance just a hair’s breadth away but it felt like miles to me. I wanted him to end the torture and get down to it. Literally. He was so close I felt his fast breathing inside myself. And, his laughter vibrated through my folds.

“Anxious
much, honey?”

“
God, Mark, you’re so good at that. Now, stop playing around and get to it.”

I lift
ed my hips and muffled his chuckles with my crotch. He buried his face in my flesh and inhaled deeply. It was so decadent and wicked but I loved it.

“
You smell so sweet!”

I ben
t my knees to open myself up to him. He stood up by the foot of the bed, slid my body down until my butt reached the edge of the mattress then knelt on the floor in front of me. I draped my legs over his shoulders, locking my feet behind his back and he grabbed my thighs as he lifted me up towards his eager mouth. I writhed and thrust as his thick tongue licked my folds.

“Oh, you’re a naughty girl, aren’t you? I can taste my
self in you.”

I h
eld his head and pressed him closer to me. He spread my flesh and blew inside me before latching on my clitoris and suckling the little hard nub. I closed my eyes and fisted my hands in the soft bed sheets. My mouth went dry which made speaking virtually impossible. I resorted to panting and moaning, instead.

I turn
ed my head from side to side when he inserted two fingers in me, in addition to his expert tongue. He licked me as his fingers moved in and out in rhythmic movements. Each time he did so, a crooked finger pressed my G-spot and I felt hot liquids pooling inside me, threatening to gush out but he kept going at it, firmly and steady.

“Carol, you are so sweet
,” he muttered against me as he gulped.

“Oh, Mark, that’s it. Good boy.
That’s what I need.”

I move
d my hips up and down, sometimes in circles, in synch with his mouth and hand. When he inserted a finger in my backdoor crack, the jolt of pleasure was so intense I sat upright.

“Oh, god! You’re awesome, Mark. Give me more. Go deeper.”

I opened my eyes and froze when I saw the new receptionist, Cindy O’Rourke, standing at the door, which connected the bedroom to the sitting area. Through the half-open door, I could see a table with a tray holding two glasses and the wine I had ordered when I checked in. I had forgotten all about it. That meant she worked at the hotel bar, then. What an awkward way to meet again. Or wasn’t it?

Cindy ha
d a hand up her short dress and was obviously enjoying the peep-show Mark and I were putting on for her, involuntary as it might have been. He noticed I’d stopped moving and lifted his head from my crotch to look at me, frowning.

“What’s wrong, babe?”

I didn’t want Mark to see Cindy standing there behind him, so I smiled down at him and pulled his head towards my throbbing flesh again.

“Nothing, sweetie, just keep on doing
what you were doing. It won’t be long now.”

When
I looked up again, there was nobody there. ‘
Have I just hallucinated? Am I going nuts?
’I asked myself as I lay down again and closed my eyes trying to concentrate on Mark and my much anticipated release. But I kept seeing the girl’s expression as she was rubbing herself and watching us, watching me. I had never cared for public exposure and wasn’t particularly turned-on by that. I’d never had sex in public places. So, I couldn’t understand why the idea of the receptionist watching us seemed so appealing.

Besides, I saw her
big breasts, her round thighs and her perfect buttocks in my head instead of Mark’s steaming hot muscular body. The more I envisioned her, the more excited I got as ripples of delicious, sinful waves rolled over my body. So, I figured - what the heck? I decided to play along that once and see where it would get me.

After
I had made up my mind, I was able to relax and enjoy what Mark was doing down there. I created some visuals to go with that. First, I pictured Cindy’s body hovering over mine, teasing me with her soft, ivory skin. Then, I saw her writhing under me as I cuffed her to a bed and bent down to bite her shoulder and the curve of her neck. I saw her spreading her legs, inviting me to sin with her like I had never sinned before. I saw her as a pliant submissive, in as many different sexual situations as I could imagine, until the release that had eluded me before finally coiled up inside me when I saw her sweet, soft lips on my hot sex and her pink tongue licking me.