by Lizzy Grey
“I’m so glad you’re back.” He tilted her face up and kissed her lips.
“So am I. Tell me if the agency takes you on?”
“I will.”
They got dressed, he saw her into a cab and she watched him walk away as the cab brought her home.
In the morning, she got up from her desk as she saw Colin arrive for work.
“How did it go with Jamie?” she asked, following him into his office. “How did he react to you?”
“He was surprised but he was more curious to know who the other ‘S’ was. I’m going to ring him and tell him we’re taking him on.”
“Okay, good. I, er, ran into him last night. So he knows I’m back in London. Just in case he mentions it.”
“And you fucked the poor sod, I hope?” Colin laughed as he hung his jacket over the back of his office chair.
“We spent a very interesting two hours in a hotel room.” She grinned. “And that is all I’m going to say.”
Ten minutes later, Colin knocked and put his head around her office door. “He’s yours.”
“Thanks,” she said and clenched her fists with relief.
“I’ll email his details to the web designers and try and get them to get his page up ASAP.”
She nodded as her iPhone began to ring and Colin closed the door. She picked up the phone. The caller was Jamie and she quickly swiped the screen.
“The agency is taking me on,” he told her, sounding extremely relieved.
“That’s fantastic. So you’re going to be booked up every evening, then?” she teased.
“I don’t know about that, but it’s a big relief, and I will try my best to see you as often as I can.”
“Good, because I loved last night, and I want you inside me again soon.
“I want to be inside you soon, too.”
“I’ve started looking at apartments to rent,” she said. “Please don’t be offended, but I don’t want to move in with you immediately, and I think we should be able to stop meeting in hotel rooms soon. I just need to live normally after the divorce for a while, have a boyfriend who stays over occasionally, and who I can stay over with, too. And in the meantime, we can look for somewhere for us to live.” He was silent for a few moments and her heart sank. “You are offended, I’m sorry.”
“No. Freya, I’m actually relieved. I didn’t know how to bring it up. I’ve never felt this way over a woman before and I don’t want us to rush into anything either.”
A month later, she went to Colin’s office, knocked at the door and went in with some good news.
“Colin, we can afford to expand again. I’m going to the letting agency to rent the huge office along the corridor we’ve been envying for weeks. I also want to you to recruit two more call handlers. At last, the agency will have a call centre.”
“Excellent.” He grinned. “No problem.”
“How is Jamie getting on?” she asked casually.
“Absolutely fine,” he replied and she had no reason not to believe him. “Glad of the work. There’s been no trouble at all. I need to talk to you about Tanya, though.”
“Oh?”
“She’s been running her own little sideline, encouraging some clients to bypass the agency and she’s been pocketing the whole fee, including our cut.”
“Fire her, Colin,” she instructed him immediately. “We need to be able to trust our escorts.”
“Okay.”
“And replace her as soon as you can. Another curvy blonde with big breasts.”
“Yes, Freya.”
“I need you to hold the fort for a few hours this afternoon. After I’ve been to the letting agency, I have an apartment viewing. I really want this apartment, so only ring me if it’s urgent. Thanks, Colin.”
Marcus returned to London the day before their divorce was to become final and found her in the hall directing removal men.
“Have your parents been in touch?” was the first thing he asked.
“No.”
“Oh.” He sounded surprised. “I thought they would have tried one last time to make you change your mind.”
“Well, they haven’t.” She stepped to one side as a removal man passed her carrying a cardboard box. “I’ve been disowned. Marcus, I’ve found a furnished apartment to rent while I’m looking for somewhere to buy, and I’m moving in tomorrow.”
“Are you not going to move in with Jamie?”
“Not right away, no. I want us to try and have a normal relationship for a bit. Meeting in secret in hotel rooms hasn’t exactly been normal.”
“No,” Marcus conceded. “Where is it?”
“It’s in the apartment block next to Anthony’s,” she told him. “I went for a viewing and I fell in love with the view over the Thames. They wanted two thousand five hundred pounds a month but I managed to get them down to two thousand.”
“Bargain.” He smiled. “I hope you’ll be happy, Freya.”
“And you.” She kissed his cheek. “Try and arrange that meal for the four of us sometime.”
At eleven o’clock the next morning, she stood surrounded by cardboard boxes in the large living area of her new apartment and exhaled a happy sigh. She was now a divorcee, a millionairess, and it felt amazing. She walked out onto the sunny balcony and gazed down at the Thames. She’d taken the day off work, left Colin in charge, and had just received a congratulatory and good luck text message from him. The door buzzer sounded and she went to answer it.
“It’s Jamie.”
“Come up.” She buzzed him in and waited for him at the door. “Hello.”
“Congratulations.” He took her face in his hands and gave her a thorough kiss. “How do you feel?”
“Fantastic. Come and look at the view.” She led him out onto the balcony. “Isn’t that view amazing?”
“It’s very impressive. Have you unpacked yet?”
She laughed “I’ve only been here an hour. I do have access to a coffee machine, though. I went shopping on the way here.”
“What about a bed?” he asked knowingly.
“There is a very large bed and I do have bed covers somewhere. Did you buy yourself a spare toothbrush?”
He smiled and reached into his jacket’s inside pocket. “Toothbrush.” He showed her a red one. “And condoms.”
“You won’t need condoms anymore,” she assured him. “I’m now on the pill.”
“I’m very glad to hear that.”
“Put those in the bathroom, have a look around, and I’ll make some coffee.” She put coffee powder and water into the machine and switched it on, hearing him opening the door to the master bedroom. “What do you think?” she asked, going out into the hall.
“It’s an incredible apartment. But do you know what the best thing is?”
“What?” She smiled as he walked through the bedroom and into the ensuite bathroom.
“We’re now only ten minutes walk from each other,” he called from inside.
“Did you measure it?”
“I most certainly did.” He stood at the door and grinned.
“So how is work?” She led him back into the kitchen and lifted two new coffee cups and saucers out of their box.
“Fine. The agency is great to deal with, I just think it’s a bit weird that I still don’t know who my other boss is.”
“Would you like to know?” she asked, taking the cups to the sink, rinsing them out and putting them on the draining board.
He stared at her. “Of course I would. Don’t you think it’s weird?”
“Yes. But it had to be done.”
“What do you mean?” He frowned.
“I’m ‘S’,” she told him and his eyes widened. “It’s short for Samantha. Samantha Harrison.”
“But you can’t be.”
“Why not?” she demanded.
“How have you had the time?”
“Jamie.” She gasped with exasperation and put the cups on the saucers. “I’ve had nothing else to do except wait
for the divorce to become final. I’m sorry for all the deceit but my parents were determined to ruin you and I had to allow it to happen and allow them to see you ruined. In the meantime, I set up The S&S Agency. It was my intention that when the time came, you and I would run it together.”
“But what about Colin?” he asked, clearly struggling to take all of this in.
“I couldn’t have done it without him so he’s definitely going to stay on.”
“And your parents know nothing?”
She shook her head. “My parents and I aren’t in contact anymore. No-one knows who ‘S’ is, and that’s the way it’s going to stay.”
“I’m flabbergasted.”
“I noticed.” She gave him a little smile. “So, do you want to work with me?”
He grinned. “Yes.”
“Good.” She reached for the coffee jug and poured the contents into the two cups. “I was hoping you could be responsible for the escorts, their welfare, hiring and, hopefully not, firing, so I can concentrate on the business side.”
“Oh?”
“My degree is in business and finance,” she explained. “And, please don’t take this the wrong way, but you know what it’s like to be an escort, and most of them used to work for you.”
“I noticed.”
“They came straight from you to me,” she added, passing him one of the cups and saucers.
“And Colin?”
“Colin is the head of the team of call handlers and he will continue to be responsible for them – and their hiring and firing.”
“Team?” he echoed.
“There are ten now but Colin is recruiting more. Come outside.” She took her cup and saucer and they walked through the living area and out onto the balcony.
“Ten? Wow. You can’t run all this out of two offices, surely?”
She smiled. “There are now five – my office, what will be your office, Colin’s office, the call centre, and an office we use as a reception area.”
“So the agency is doing well.”
“Very well.” She sipped her coffee. “Even though I say it myself.”
“I can’t believe it. Any of it. That you’re ‘S’…”
“Did you think ‘S’ was some man-eating cougar type?” she teased and he shrugged.
“Well, I don’t know… Just not… you…”
“You’re not disappointed, are you?” she added.
“No,” he cried. “Bloody hell, no. Just give me a bit of time to get my head around it all.”
“Not too much time, I hope. I expect you at work at nine o’clock sharp tomorrow morning.”
He laughed and kissed her. “Thank you,” he whispered.
In the morning, she introduced Jamie to everyone at The S&S Agency, before bringing him and Colin into her office.
“Well, here the three of us are at long last. I hope that with our individual areas of expertise, we can make the agency even more successful.”
“Hear. Hear.” Colin and Jamie answered at the same time and smiled.
At five o’clock, she went to the door of Jamie’s office to ask him how his first day had been. About to knock, she heard Colin’s voice from inside.
“…She’s the boss, no doubt about it. I’ve never seen such a change in someone. From the drunk you asked me to service a few months ago to the Super Boss she is now. I hope you can keep her satisfied because I certainly wouldn’t be able to.”
“Is this just a sympathy job?” Jamie asked.
“No.” To her relief, Colin sounded adamant. “From the start, she’s aimed for having you working here, as well. But no matter what she says, or how she attempts to delegate, she is the boss and don’t you forget it.”
“What sort of boss is she?”
“Exacting,” Colin told him. “Very professional. Very proud and protective of what she’s created. You know where you stand with her and I like that. How are you getting on with the emails? Any really weird ones today?”
“Yeah.” She heard Jamie laugh. “But it comes with the territory. I hadn’t counted on the number of people who want to fuck ‘S’, though.”
“Well, count yourself lucky that you’re the only one fucking her. Just keep her satisfied.”
“She loves my cock and I’ll keep her satisfied, don’t you worry. I love her cunt, too, I can’t help it. I’d gladly fuck her all day every day.”
“Your lover is your boss, Jamie. I don’t know whether to envy you or pity you.”
Freya walked back to her office and closed the door. Was she such a demanding boss? She was, she decided, but she had to be. ‘Just keep her satisfied’, Colin had said. Did she just want Jamie to work here so that his cock would be nearby, too? Yes and no. She needed his expertise with escorts, but she loved him, too, and his beautiful cock inside her pussy at the end of a long day would be very welcome. She got up, went to his office, knocked at the door and went in. Colin had gone and Jamie looked up at her expectantly.
“I have a huge desk,” she began.
“I saw that.”
“And I’ve just cleared it and I want you to fuck me on it,” she said, raising her skirt, showing him her stockings and that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
He smiled. “One of the perks of my job?”
“It could be.” She took his hand and led him into her office, locked the door, and closed the blinds. She sat on the desk with a foot on her chair, he dropped to his knees and began to lick and suck her clit. He was amazing, he knew she loved this, and she stroked his hair appreciatively as he sucked and licked and licked and sucked. “That’s so good,” she murmured. “So fucking good.”
“Want my cock inside you?” he asked and she nodded, watching as he stood up, undoing his trousers and pushing them and his boxer shorts down. His cock sprang to attention and she smiled. It was huge and it was hers. “Lie back on the desk.” She lay down, opened her legs wide and he pushed into her. This would be no lazy fuck as he slammed into her so hard she had to hold onto the edges of the desk, feeling herself coming already. Her pussy clenched hard on his cock and he began to groan, and she came with a long, low, moan as he thrust hard into her one last time and she felt him empty into her. “Oh, fuck, yes…” He withdrew from her and she sat up on the desk.
“My pussy’s throbbing.”
“Good. It fucking milked me dry.”
She laughed. “Do you think you’re going to like working here?”
“I think I am.”
“Good. I think we’re going to work together very well.” She smiled. “Have you found an escort to replace you yet?”
“There are two I’m considering. Want to go home? Or do you want me to make that pussy throb some more?” he asked and she got off the desk and he turned her around, pushing her skirt up as she bent over the desk. “’Forget your panties today?” he asked, smoothing a hand between her legs.
“Do you know, I think I forgot to put them back on the last time I went to the toilet,” she replied and gasped as his fingers reached her clit. “A sexy new guy started today and I just had to have him inside me.”
“Is he any good?” he asked, sliding his cock into her pussy.
“Yes. I heard that he has a big cock and that he used to have his own agency so I had to have him.”
“Has he lived up to expectations?” he added and began to slide deliciously slowly in and out of her.
“So far, yes. He knows the escort business so he’ll be glad to hear that I won’t interfere in that side of things and his cock isn’t just big, it’s huge, and I love it inside me.”
“So he’s satisfactory on both counts?” He began to increase the pace of his thrusts.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” she gasped.
“I’m glad to hear it.”
“What does he think of his new job and colleague?”
“He’s going to love his job,” he told her. “His colleague is as sexy as hell and her demands are nothing he can’t handle. Overall he finds them all extremely s
atisfying.”
“Good. Oh, God.” She gripped the edges of the desk. She was coming and she pressed back on his cock as he thrust into her and held his cock in her as she came.
“Milk my cock,” he instructed. “Let your pussy milk my cock. Oh, fuck, yes, like that. Fuck, Freya, yes. Oh, fuck, I love your beautiful pussy.”
There was a tap at the office door. “Well done, mate.” Colin laughed. “People halfway down the street heard all that.”
“Shit.”
She couldn’t help herself and roared with laughter. “It doesn’t matter.”
He withdrew from her and turned her around. “You don’t mind?”
“Everyone here knows about us and that I love your cock. And now they all know I’ve got a beautiful pussy but I don’t think they quite heard me down the street going on about your huge cock.” She opened her mouth as if to shout but he pulled her towards him and kissed her mouth.
She knew she probably shouldn’t, but she enjoyed eavesdropping on conversations between Jamie and Colin as, more often than not, they were about her.
“So, how’s it going?” Colin asked him at the end of Jamie’s first week.
“Very well. I hired that blonde guy to replace me.”
“I meant with Freya. Still managing to satisfy her?”
“Yes.”
“Sore point?”
“No. I just don’t like talking about it. What happens between Freya and me is private.”
“Not when you shout your mouth off when you come.” Colin laughed.
“Yeah, well, I’ll try and be a bit quieter in future.”
“Good luck with that. She seems to have one hell of a sex drive.”
“How are you getting on?” Jamie seemed eager to change the subject. “Twelve call handlers now.”