by Suzy Shearer
“You sure, Jess? You really sure you want to get involved?”
Jessica knew Carl was asking her on several levels, that he was a good friend and didn’t want her being hurt.
“I’ll go. Get involved? We’ll see.”
Carl laughed, then handed over a large folder and looked at her.
“Be careful. But if this is what you want, I’m glad Jess. You need to be loved and be happy. Just be careful.”
“I will. I’ll go straight there in the morning. Should be back here by eleven at the latest.”
When Aiden rang her that night, she queried him about his demand.
“I need to see you, I miss you, so when Carl rang I figured it was the perfect opportunity. Sadly, I have to leave the place by ten-thirty but at least I can see you for an hour.”
Jess didn’t know if she was angry, flattered, or frustrated. But she did know she was excited to see him again.
The next morning she dressed with care. A lacy white bra and matching tiny knickers, white blouse, black skirt and black jacket. Her hair in a single braid. A pair of black stilettos completed the look. She drove over and as she got closer, she got tenser.
Last weekend had been amazing, but this was all new to her. She was still hesitant about so many things. She wasn’t sure she could really trust Aiden and handing over control, even in the bedroom, was dangerous for her. It was something she craved but it was fraught with emotional danger for her. But she had to admit, emotionally, she felt the best she’d done since she left Dennis.
Well, time would tell if Aiden was as honest and trustworthy as he promised.
She parked the car and made her way to Margaret’s domain. The woman looked her up and down and Jess was surprised to see a tiny smile on her mouth as she buzzed Aiden.
“You can go through, Ms. Williams.”
With shaking hands, Jessica walk toward the doors. As she opened one, she got a jolt in the pit of her stomach—excitement, fear, arousal. She walked in. Aiden was sitting behind his desk as she entered, the door swung shut behind her.
“Ms. Williams.”
“Mr. Dowling.”
She moved closer to his desk, unsure of whether to sit at one of the chairs or if they would move to the couches. Aiden didn’t speak. He just looked at her. His look devoured her.
“Stand there.”
He pointed to a spot to the side of his desk. Jessica walked over and stood. She went to pull the folder from her briefcase.
“Later.”
She looked at him in surprise.
“Tell me, Ms. Williams, what colour is your underwear?”
Jess stammered. “White.”
“Prove it. Remove your panties.”
Jess looked at him stunned.
“I’m waiting.”
Could she? Would she?
Those green eyes never left her face. She would. She put down her briefcase and then wriggled out of her panties, smoothing her skirt back down.
“Give them to me.”
He reached out one hand, she put them in it. He put them in his trouser pocket. Jess felt suddenly very sexy. Aiden stood and walked around her. With her stilettos on, she still only came to his chin. When he was behind her, he moved closer and whispered in her ear.
“You will not put another pair of panties on all day. I want to know that pussy of yours is uncovered under your skirt.”
He lifted her hair from her neck and kissed it, she bent her head to the side as his mouth caressed it. He moved his lips to her ear and drew the lobe into his mouth. Her legs felt shuddery. She heard him sniff, breathing in the scent of her shampoo.
“You excite me, Ms. Williams.”
He moved to stand in front of her. He took her hand and placed it over his crotch. Her eyes widened as she felt his huge erection through the fabric.
“I can’t go to my meeting like this.”
Jessica felt a tingling between her legs, and she figured it was a combination of no undies, Aiden’s erection, and the knowledge he was going to ask her to do something naughty. She hoped he’d ask her to give him head. She remembered what he tasted like when they’d been out driving.
He went back toward his desk. There was a knock on the door and Margaret came in with coffee. Jessica felt her face go red, silly really, because no one except her and Aiden knew what had passed between them. Margaret put the tray on Aiden’s desk.
“Is there anything else, Mr. Dowling?”
“No thank you, Margaret. See that we’re not disturbed.”
“Certainly, Mr. Dowling.”
“Would you like something to drink, Ms. Williams?”
Aiden spoke as Margaret was walking to the door. He had a wicked glint in his eye and Jessica knew he wasn’t suggesting coffee. Margaret left the room, closing the door firmly behind her.
“I would, Sir.”
Jessica’s voice sounded higher to her ears, and it was filled with nervousness and excitement. Aiden smiled. Slowly, he unbuckled his belt then undid his trousers and his zipper. Jess gasped when she noticed today he wore no underwear. His cock almost leapt through the open fly.
He sat down on the edge of his chair and leaned back, holding his cock with one hand.
“Ask me nicely.”
“May I suck your cock, Sir?”
“You may. On your knees.”
Jess stepped forward and knelt before Aiden. She put her hand over the hand holding his cock, and he took his hand away as she lowered her head. There was a tiny bead of pre-cum on the head, glistening in the light. She licked it off, then opened her mouth to slowly take his dick into it.
She began to lick and suck, using her tongue to poke into the eye, her teeth to gently brush against the shaft. Aiden groaned. She increased her sucking, humming a little. Jess had read that the vibration of humming gave a sensation men enjoyed and it seemed to work because as soon as she started Aiden grabbed her hair and held her head. He gave a louder groan.
Thoroughly enjoying herself, Jess tried various ways of combining sucking and licking, all the while droning in the back of her throat. He might like to be dominating and silent but at the moment Aiden couldn’t stop his voice as he gasped her name.
Jessica grinned to herself. Who was in control now?
She was!
She continued her onslaught. Aiden didn’t stand a chance.
She felt the grip on her head tighten, felt the muscles in his thighs tense. He pushed her head down as she felt as hot spurt of cum fill her mouth. His shout cut off as she continued to suck, swallowing, and drinking as his cock trembled and twitched.
Finally, his cock stopped its dance. She slowly withdrew it from her mouth, giving the head a kiss as she sat back on her heels and looked up at Aiden.
His head was to one side, one hand across his open mouth and his eyes shut. She could hear his rapid breathing. She waited. He opened his eyes and stared at her. He gave his head a tiny shake as he dropped his hand.
“You’ve bewitched me, you devil.”
He stood, his trousers falling. Lifting them, he did up the top fastening. Holding out his hand for her, he helped Jess to her feet. He glanced at his watch, then at her.
He pulled her skirt up until it was over her hips. Aiden ran his hand from one side to the other, his fingers brushing against her mound.
“Are you wet, Ms. Williams?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Mm.”
He lifted her and sat her on his desk, pushing her legs apart. He walked over and picked up her briefcase. He sat back down on his chair and rolled it so he was between her legs. He handed her the briefcase.
“Your report.”
“Now?”
“Yes, now.”
With shaky hands, she pulled the folder from the case. Aiden adjusted the lift on his chair and dropped it as low as possible. His face was now level with her pussy.
Somehow, she managed to deliver the report. All the while, she could feel Aiden’s breath on her blowing on her clit. S
he stumbled over words, and her hands shook. She had no idea what she was reading. She felt him run a finger up and down her slit and she stopped reading.
“Continue,” he ordered.
Her voice cracked as she tried to ignore him when he pushed the finger into her. She felt his mouth on her clit. Looking back, Jessica had no idea how on earth she managed to finish the damn report. Aiden was using his hand to fuck her, his mouth was nibbling and sucking. She was fighting against her orgasm and trying to keep reading.
Finally, she got to the end.
“Is that all?’
Her voice broke as she said “Yes, sir.”
“Very good. You may now come.”
As soon as the words had left his mouth, he pressed hard against her G-spot and she gave a soft scream. Her orgasm shook her and she spread her hands down either side of herself onto the desk to stop from falling. She was swiftly discovering that by him demanding she not come until he gave her permission, her orgasms were multiple, stronger and longer.
In fact, they were out of this world sensational!
She was slowly learning how she could hold them back. Aiden withdrew his fingers and rolled back his chair. He licked his fingers.
“Thank you, Ms. Williams. Your report was interesting. Please leave it on the desk. I look forward to the next one.”
He stood and rearranged himself then zipped up his trousers. He lifted Jess off the desk and pulled her tight into his arms. His mouth lowered onto to her and she clung to him, her legs still unsteady from her climax and the nearness of him.
She returned his kiss and decided she wanted to show him she could be just as forceful. For the first time, she pushed her tongue between his lips. She felt one of his hands pull at her braid as, lips locked together, they devoured each other. She could taste herself mixed with the salty taste of his orgasm.
When they broke apart, Aiden smoothed her skirt down. He kissed the top of her head and held her hand.
“I won’t be back until late tonight. Too late to talk to you. I’ll be over tomorrow night about five-thirty.”
She nodded.
“Oh, Jess.” His words were filled with longing and Jess got a warm happy feeling as he hugged her again. He held her at arm’s length and looked seriously into her face.
“You okay?”
She nodded and smiled.
He cocked his head and stared into her eyes. “Honestly?”
“Yes.”
He smiled back at her. It made her even happier. “Wish I didn’t have to leave, but it’s almost ten thirty. I really want to spend my time with you, Jessie.” His shoulders sagged. “Damn work!”
She gave a giggle. Now where did that come from? She sounded like a love-struck teenager.
He walked her to the door, carrying her briefcase. Opening the door, he handed her the case. He leant forward and whispered to her just as she was about to walk through.
“Remember what’s in my pocket. Think of me.”
He kissed her cheek. She blushed but managed to walk back down the hall. When she got to the lifts, she glanced back. Aiden was standing at his door watching her. The doors opened and she entered. He blew her a kiss. As the doors closed, she could have sworn she saw Margaret smother a grin.
Jessica lost count of the number of times through the day when she was tempted to race home for a pair of knickers but she managed to resist. Silly, really, because unless she told them, no one could tell. She was proud of herself. She had to admit that Aiden was never far from her thoughts. When she got home that night, she still remained knickerless. Later, she showered and slipped into a nightie late in the evening. She felt restless and realised she was missed talking to Aiden.
The man was fast becoming part of her. It scared her how deep her feelings were for him in such a very short period of time. She went to bed trying to ignore them but even her dreams betrayed her—they were filled with him.
The dinner on Friday was full of laughs. Aiden arrived about twenty to six. They sat and talked for a while after he’d kissed her so passionately she wanted to drag him into the bedroom.
Jessica noticed how pleased her father was that she and Aiden had gotten together. He seem genuinely fond of him and it gave Jessica a rush of pleasure. The three of them sat talking until the staff made it obvious they wanted to clean up. Reluctantly, they left. She and Aiden promised to come and stay the following weekend at Gray’s house. They lingered on the street for a while making the arrangements, then all went home.
Aiden took Jess back to his place. She’d packed an overnight bag, as he’d promised to take Jessie flying on Saturday. It was going to be her on her first helicopter ride. She could barely contain her excitement.
They went to bed as soon as they reached Aiden’s. The next morning, Meara had fed them a delicious breakfast before Aiden led her to the garage. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when he turned on the lights and she saw all his cars.
She walked up and down, admiring each one. He grinned at her and told her to pick which one.
She couldn’t resist the ’69 Chevy Stingray. It was bright red with the top down. She climbed in the passenger seat and called out to Aiden.
“Come on, driver, I’m ready to go.”
He shook his head and laughed. Pulling the keys from the cabinet, he climbed into the driver’s seat.
“Demanding little minx.”
She grinned in delight, and her grin widened when he leant over and said, “Ten on your beautiful arse tonight for that.”
They drove to the airport. Music from the iPod was softly playing in the background. Suddenly, Aiden turned it up.
Michael Buble’s “Come Fly With Me” pierced the air. They’d both laughed and Aiden started singing along with it. She realised his voice wasn’t that bad, or at least it was better than hers at holding a tune.
At last, they reached the airport. Jess couldn’t contain her excitement as they parked and walked hand in hand to the helicopter. A man around Aiden’s age stood beside it. He greeted them and Aiden introduced her to him.
“This is Greg, my pilot. He flies ’copters better than me.”
“Actually, the word is ‘safer,’ Aiden.”
They all laughed and Aiden helped her in, buckled up her seat belt and set a pair of giant headphones over her ears. He climbed in beside her and then Greg took the controls. Jessica looked around. There were enough seats for six plus the pilot. Aiden gave her a thumbs up and she nodded. He tapped Greg on the shoulder and she heard the engines fire up, even with the headphones on.
Aiden plugged in a cord hanging from hers and she heard his voice.
“Here we go.”
She grabbed his hand as they rose in the air.
“We’re going to down the mountains, about two hundred kilometres. There’s some amazing formations there and a waterfall.”
“How far can we go?”
“Just over seven hundred kilometres on a tank, but we’re not going too far today.”
Jess looked out the windows. They were leaving the city behind and now heading along the long mountain chain. That day would always stand out in her mind.
They hovered over a waterfall, flown between soaring mountain peaks, circled around and done it again. Jessie was laughing in delight. She couldn’t recall when she’d enjoyed flying as much.
Finally they flew off and headed toward a town. A talking with the tower, Greg had landed the ’copter at a tiny airfield and the three of them walked into town and found a pub to eat at.
The conversation was light and Jess felt relaxed with the two men. She learnt that Greg had been a friend of Aiden’s from university. He’d studied the same subjects but hadn’t bothered with his PhD. He had begun flying professionally and kept in contact with Aiden. When Aiden offered him a job flying ’copters and planes and testing new engines, he jumped at the chance. He been with him now for sixteen years.
They’d wandered through the town, poking through shops. Aiden found an antiqu
e shop and Jessica discovered that he loved old things. He poured over old cabinets and chests, telling her all about them. Greg told her he’d always been searching for that elusive antique that would excite him.
They slowly walked back to the helicopter and flown back home. It was close to six when she and Aiden said good-bye to Greg. Aiden promised her they would go flying again soon when she reluctantly left the ’copter seat.
Aiden was driving when he suddenly pulled the car over, then reversed into a parking spot.
“Let’s have dinner.” He pointed across the road at a Thai restaurant. “That sounds like my sort of place.”
Jessica burst out laughing. The name of the restaurant was “Thai Me Up”!
Chapter Sixteen
Carl, Wilson, and Jessie worked on the new system for Dowling Industries. Wilson and Carl installed it at the end of the month. It took a couple of weeks to iron out the bugs, but they were all confident that Dowling Industries was more secure.
Jess explained to Aiden that it was impossible to guarantee no one would hack into the system but her team had certainly made it very difficult. They’d put some markers in place that would flag if anyone attempted to. The secure computers were now on a separate network and no longer connected to the outside world. Nothing could be downloaded from them without authorisation from several codes held by Aiden, his computer staff, and his CEO.
Aiden was extremely happy with the work they’d done and it gave Jessie a real buzz when she heard him brag about her company to some of his friends and associates. He handed over a nice fat cheque and Jessie took her staff out for dinner to celebrate.
The next six months seemed to fly by. She and Aiden learnt more and more about each other. Aiden arranged his schedules so he had at least two nights off through the week to be with Jess and she did the same. Weekends were spent together, either at his house or her apartment. A few weekends Aiden had business conferences that he couldn’t get out of, but he took her with him and arranged for her to do sightseeing or be pampered in hotel spas while he was busy.
He took her to meet his parents and she was overwhelmed by the wonderful welcome reception they gave her. Both certainly didn’t look their age, and Jessica loved the time they spent with them. They tried to see them at least one every four to six weeks but kept in constant contact by phone.