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Authors: Alison Ryan
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enough that security has to come up.”
For the next thirty minutes he kept his word, opening Scarlet up like a flower, peeling her open and making her writhe and sweat with each climax. His face was soaked from her arousal and he became so turned on that he finally had to lay her down across the desk, entering her suddenly, thrusting fast and hard, her moans beckoning him to keep going.
“You feel so fucking good,” she cried out. “Don’t ever stop.”
As he quickened his pace, the mood was completely shattered by the unforgiving ring of his office telephone.
“What the fuck?” he said out loud staring at the caller ID. “It’s security. We weren’t that loud, were we?”
They both sat up and Barrett walked over to the receiver, answering it with an aggravated tone, “Can I help you? I’m busy at the moment.”
Scarlet noticed his expression change. She still sat on his desk, curious about what was happening.
“Mom?” he said. “How did you know-“
Barrett stopped talking as the voice on the other end animatedly spoke. Scarlet couldn’t hear what was being said but she could tell they were upset. She hoped everything was okay.
“Okay. Sorry. We’ll be down in a moment,” he said, hanging up. Scarlet looked at him inquisitively.
“Is everything okay?” she asked. He was staring at the wall, contemplating something.
“Yes,” he finally said. “That was my mother. Apparently she has security call her whenever any of us are here after eight.”
“Why?” Scarlet asked. “Are we in trouble?” It seemed silly. They were both adults and the Evers owned the building.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “My parents are strange about me and friends. I mean not that we’re friends.” He looked at her sheepishly, “Obviously you’re more than that. More than anyone has ever been. Anyway, I think it’s freaking them out and I’m so fucking embarrassed but now we have to go downstairs. She’s here.”
Scarlet quickly got dressed, suddenly incredibly nervous. What would his mother think of her? The office slut banging her boss after hours. It just looked terrible, and even though Scarlet knew that’s not what this was, she couldn’t imagine how it looked to his parents. She hoped somehow the elevator plummeted right through the ground floor and into the parking garage so she could avoid what was surely going to be the most uncomfortable introduction of her life.
Though her mother and aunt worked for the Evers, Scarlet had never met any of them other than the children and Rhett Evers on rare occasion. Patricia Evers was someone who spent her time abroad a lot- shopping, socializing, and attending events. She was rarely around the “help”. Even Nancy had barely spent any time with her. But Patricia’s reputation preceded her. She was known as somewhat of a difficult person to be around. Even the tabloids were constantly commenting on the Ice Queen of the South.
Scarlet was scared out of her mind.
Once they were dressed, Barrett took her by the hand and led her to the elevator. Scarlet could tell he was anxious. His hand shook lightly as she held it, and his face was slightly pale. What were they in for?
“I just want to warn you,” Barrett said, “My mother can come off as very cold and aloof. She doesn’t trust anyone, especially women her sons are interested in, so if she isn’t warm to you at first, I apologize. It’s no reflection on you.” He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. “You’re perfect. I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said. “I’m so embarrassed right now.”
“Don’t be,” Barrett said. “I’m not. Well, I am, but only because I wasn’t able to finish what we started. And that I’m twenty-four years old and I still have a weird curfew of sorts.” He winked at her knowingly.
The elevator doors opened and there she was. Patricia Evers, wife to the fifth richest man in the country.
“Mom,” Barrett said, smiling. “Good to
For the next thirty minutes he kept his word, opening Scarlet up like a flower, peeling her open and making her writhe and sweat with each climax. His face was soaked from her arousal and he became so turned on that he finally had to lay her down across the desk, entering her suddenly, thrusting fast and hard, her moans beckoning him to keep going.
“You feel so fucking good,” she cried out. “Don’t ever stop.”
As he quickened his pace, the mood was completely shattered by the unforgiving ring of his office telephone.
“What the fuck?” he said out loud staring at the caller ID. “It’s security. We weren’t that loud, were we?”
They both sat up and Barrett walked over to the receiver, answering it with an aggravated tone, “Can I help you? I’m busy at the moment.”
Scarlet noticed his expression change. She still sat on his desk, curious about what was happening.
“Mom?” he said. “How did you know-“
Barrett stopped talking as the voice on the other end animatedly spoke. Scarlet couldn’t hear what was being said but she could tell they were upset. She hoped everything was okay.
“Okay. Sorry. We’ll be down in a moment,” he said, hanging up. Scarlet looked at him inquisitively.
“Is everything okay?” she asked. He was staring at the wall, contemplating something.
“Yes,” he finally said. “That was my mother. Apparently she has security call her whenever any of us are here after eight.”
“Why?” Scarlet asked. “Are we in trouble?” It seemed silly. They were both adults and the Evers owned the building.
“I don’t know,” he admitted. “My parents are strange about me and friends. I mean not that we’re friends.” He looked at her sheepishly, “Obviously you’re more than that. More than anyone has ever been. Anyway, I think it’s freaking them out and I’m so fucking embarrassed but now we have to go downstairs. She’s here.”
Scarlet quickly got dressed, suddenly incredibly nervous. What would his mother think of her? The office slut banging her boss after hours. It just looked terrible, and even though Scarlet knew that’s not what this was, she couldn’t imagine how it looked to his parents. She hoped somehow the elevator plummeted right through the ground floor and into the parking garage so she could avoid what was surely going to be the most uncomfortable introduction of her life.
Though her mother and aunt worked for the Evers, Scarlet had never met any of them other than the children and Rhett Evers on rare occasion. Patricia Evers was someone who spent her time abroad a lot- shopping, socializing, and attending events. She was rarely around the “help”. Even Nancy had barely spent any time with her. But Patricia’s reputation preceded her. She was known as somewhat of a difficult person to be around. Even the tabloids were constantly commenting on the Ice Queen of the South.
Scarlet was scared out of her mind.
Once they were dressed, Barrett took her by the hand and led her to the elevator. Scarlet could tell he was anxious. His hand shook lightly as she held it, and his face was slightly pale. What were they in for?
“I just want to warn you,” Barrett said, “My mother can come off as very cold and aloof. She doesn’t trust anyone, especially women her sons are interested in, so if she isn’t warm to you at first, I apologize. It’s no reflection on you.” He leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. “You’re perfect. I love you.”
“I love you too,” she said. “I’m so embarrassed right now.”
“Don’t be,” Barrett said. “I’m not. Well, I am, but only because I wasn’t able to finish what we started. And that I’m twenty-four years old and I still have a weird curfew of sorts.” He winked at her knowingly.
The elevator doors opened and there she was. Patricia Evers, wife to the fifth richest man in the country.
“Mom,” Barrett said, smiling. “Good to
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