The Alphabet Game the Complete Alpha Series a to X, Y, Z

by Andie M. Long

  I stick a pod in the coffee machine and sit at my desk, noticing a stack of work on it.

  Lorraine knocks and enters. ‘Mr Gregory said to tell you he’ll be out most of the day, they’ve had an emergency situation arise.’ She lowers her voice, ‘Some footballer got a Judge’s daughter pregnant.’

  ‘Gosh,’ I respond. ‘So it’s crisis management time I take it?’

  ‘Absolutely,’ Lorraine seems animated, as if the local Sunday newspaper has delivered a juicy piece of gossip right to her own desk. ‘That’s one of the perks of being here. You find out tons of gossip, even if you can’t repeat it outside these walls. At least I have you to share it with now.’

  I smile at her. ‘Do you want a coffee before I start my work?’

  The day drags on as I type my way through Gabe’s work and answer the phone. It’s just not the same without him here. I hear his door bang and jump up to see if he’s back but it’s Domestic staff emptying the bins. I wonder when I’ll see him again. Then I berate myself for being needy. It’s a side effect of an abandoned child, if I’m shown any interest I seem to cling on for dear life. I phone Ronnie and see if she wants to meet me for a Pizza after work. She’s up for it, wanting to know what transpired the night before.

  She gives me a wild wave, her blonde hair topped with a cowboy style hat, that would look ridiculous on me, but looks boho-babe on her.

  ‘Where were you this morning? Me and Col were waiting to see what had happened. We figured you must have still been at it to not make your morning latte. Was he good? Is he massive?’

  ‘Oh excuse me,’ the waiter backs away from the table.

  ‘No come back we need wine,’ Ronnie clicks her fingers at him, ‘What would you recommend?’

  She knows full well which are the better wines on the list but she’s flirting with the guy to make sure we get a great service. She fixes him in the glare of her mega-watt smile, and when he makes a suggestion she touches his hand and says ‘Thanks, that would be lovely,’ she looks at his badge, ‘Mike.’ He swaggers off, no doubt struggling under the weight of his hard-on.

  ‘You are so bad.’

  ‘Never mind me, what about you? Spill.’

  Several heads turn to look at her. She is lovable but loud.

  I fold my arms,‘I didn’t shag him.’

  ‘What? Nothing?’

  I look coyly at her, ‘Now I didn’t say nothing, did I?’

  ‘I want every little detail.’ Ronnie moves her chair closer to mine.

  I fill her in on events.

  ‘The bastard. Seriously he wound you up and left you like it?’

  ‘Yes, it was A for Arousal.’

  ‘That’s A for Appalling. Perhaps he does have a small dick after all.’

  I shake my head. ‘Nope, felt it rubbing against me, it ain’t little.’

  We giggle.

  Ronnie clasps her hands to her chest,‘So what happens next?’

  I shake my head. ‘I don’t know. He wasn’t at work today. I guess I need to be thinking of something beginning with B.’

  ‘Oh I so have some ideas about that, and a slight bit of revenge might be involved.’ Ronnie smirks, and starts to whisper something in my ear.

  ‘That’s bloody genius. I love you girl.’

  ‘Great, you can pay for dinner. I’ve spent my allowance on shoes.’ She lifts up a Jimmy Choo. ‘Worth it though aren’t they?’ Then she pours us both another extremely large glass of wine.

  We get back to our floor and wave goodnight to each other from outside our rooms and then I walk into my apartment and close the door firmly behind me. I make a coffee, and slide open the windows in the lounge. Ronnie comes out onto her balcony, holding another glass of wine.

  ‘Lush,’ I shout at her.

  ‘I know I’m lush,’ she shouts back.

  I walk into the kitchen to grab one of my plain coconut Maison de Truffles, which are exquisite. I’m just taking a bite when my intercom buzzes. Who’s calling at this time of night? I press the button and carefully ask, ‘Yes?’

  ‘Good evening,’ a familiar voice says huskily. ‘I’ve been waiting for you to get back all evening. Only I need some comforting, I’ve had a very hard day.’

  I buzz him up and go to close the balcony doors back up.

  ‘Where are you going?’ yells Ronnie.

  ‘To teach someone the alphabet.’

  ‘Whoooooooo hoooooooo,’ she screams. Someone from a neighbouring apartment yells at us to quieten down.

  I open my door and he’s leaning against the wall, his five o’clock shadow highlights his cheekbones. He looks eatable. Goody.

  ‘And where have you been until this hour?’

  ‘I was out with my friend, here come through.’ I guide him towards the balcony and he walks out.’

  I point to Ronnie. She waves her glass at him with a cheers motion. He waves back tentatively and then we move back inside.

  ‘Do you hang with Ronnie a lot?’

  ‘I do, she’s my best friend.’

  ‘You know her well then?’

  ‘I think so, why?’ I look at him.

  ‘Oh no reason.’ He pulls me towards him, his warmth draws me in. ‘Now let’s forget about everybody else, and concentrate on us. Now where did I leave you yesterday?’

  ‘You left me, very, very frustrated yesterday.’

  ‘Well, I’m going to have to rectify that then aren’t I?’

  He chases me into the bedroom.

  Gabe slowly undresses me until I am left in my bra and panties. I help him take off his shirt. I want to rip it off him, but I take my time unbuttoning it, hearing his breathing get deeper. He shrugs it off. I put my hand onto his waistband, undo his belt buckle and pull his belt off his trousers and add it to the pile. Then I open his button and unzip until his trousers are by his ankles and he steps out of them. He moves to position me on the bed, but I stop him.

  ‘Oh no.’ I wag my finger at him. ‘Today is B. It’s my day and I have my own agenda.’

  ‘But I haven’t finished A.’

  ‘You can do that after, believe me I’ll be aroused by then.’

  ‘Hmmm, I’m intrigued. Where do you want me then?’

  ‘I want you to lie back on my bed with your head on my pillow.’

  He does as he’s told, never taking his gaze away from mine, those steely grey eyes full of anticipation.

  ‘I’ll be back in just a moment, I need to get something.’ I walk over to the closet in the second bedroom and extract the belts from two silk wraps I own.

  ‘Well, well, well, this looks promising.’ He sucks on his bottom lip. I want to lean over him and bite it.

  I take his hand in mine, lift up his arm and tie one wrist to the bed head. Then I repeat with the other.

  ‘B is for bondage.’ I tell him.

  He smiles. ‘Silk ties are very arousing, Miss Mulroney, but they’re a vanilla couple’s bondage.’

  My shoulders slump, ‘Well I’m sorry I’m not more experienced for you.’

  ‘I didn’t mean for it to sound like I’m complaining. I’m very, very happy right now as you can see.’

  I look at the bulge in his pants which looks very happy indeed.

  ‘I’m just looking forward to how much we have to explore together.’

  ‘Good. Well now I suggest you be quiet or I’m getting another tie for your mouth.’

  ‘I’m so tempted to speak.’

  I pick up his belt and whip it across his hard thigh.

  ‘Ow,’ he yells.

  ‘I said be quiet. One thing you need to bear in mind Mr Gregory is that I may be inexperienced in real life, but in my head I’m all kinds of wanton.’

  He quietens down.

  I climb up on the bed and trail kisses down his neck and across his chest. I blow on his nipples which stand erect and I lick and suck on them. Then I carry on kissing down his happy trail, moving down onto my knees on the edge of the bed where I begin to remove his pants and he ra
ises his hips to assist me.

  ‘I kind of cheated,’ I tell him, ‘B is also for Blow Job. I couldn’t make up my mind and decided they made a good package. A bit like this one here.’ I wrap my hand around his length and start to pump. He groans.

  I remove my hand and take him into my mouth. He moves his hips up so I stop and let him slide back out.

  ‘I’m in charge here right now. Do you want the belt again? Keep still.’

  ‘Oooh, okay, whatever you say.’ He closes his eyes and lays still.

  I take him back in my mouth and start to suck. I move my lips up and down on his cock, swirling my tongue around the head and at the same time using my hand I gently stroke his balls. I mouth him gently and then harder, then move back to gentle. He is trying not to move but keeps twisting and groaning in ecstasy. I don’t think he’ll be long now.

  I stop. Then I get off the bed.

  He looks at me in shock. ‘Why have you stopped?’

  ‘To extend your pleasure. I’ve heard it makes things better. Enjoy. I’ll be back after I’ve had another coffee.’

  He lifts his head off the pillow, ‘Stella, come back. You can’t do this to me.’

  I’m laughing as I walk out of the room.

  I sit on the sofa drinking my coffee. For the first ten minutes or so Gabe kept pleading for me to untie him, but he soon got the message that it wasn’t going to happen.

  While my coffee is still warm and I have a mouthful left I walk back into my bedroom.

  ‘You are so going to pay for this.’ Gabe’s eyes are darkened steel.

  I hold up my hands,‘I just felt bad jumping straight to B, so I thought I’d fit Arousal in to.’ I move to sit astride his chest and lean over him to whisper in his ear. ‘So now you know how it feels to be left hanging.’

  ‘I promise I will never do that to you again. It’s bloody painful. I was so hard it hurts.’

  ‘Well, I’ll have to see what I can do about that now.’

  I reach over to my bedside table and drink the rest of my coffee. Then I take him in my warm mouth.

  ‘Oh God that feels so good.’

  I suck him as hard as I can, taking him as far back in my throat as is comfortable. I feel wanton, like I am the star of a porno and I hold him at the base and pump him at the same time, occasionally breaking off to stroke the light feathering of hairs across his balls. After a few minutes I feel him start to come up off the bed.

  ‘Oh God, oh God, don’t stop, please don’t stop. Stella …’ He shouts my name as he explodes into my mouth.

  I watch him for a few minutes as he catches his breath. He’s sated and I did that to him. I feel proud of myself.

  ‘That was amazing,’ he says. ‘Are you going to untie me now so I can return the compliment?’

  ‘Oh that’s not necessary,’ I tell him.

  ‘But I want to.’

  ‘Oh and you will. It’s just not necessary that I have to untie you.’

  I remove my panties and position myself over his mouth.

  ‘Oh Stella, I think I’ve underestimated you,’ he says as I lower myself.

  Chapter 6

  I gently brush my swollen lips over his mouth, my clit sending sparks through me as it touches him. He tries to lick me but I move away. We repeat this, him trying to get close to me and my moving over him, then away.

  ‘God damn it woman untie me,’ he yells as I hover above him.

  I laugh and lower myself again. This time I let his tongue invade. He flicks it over my clitoris and I rock towards it. He sucks on my inner flesh and I gasp, it’s like tiny electric shocks pulse within me, leaving a wanting sensation in my lower abdomen.

  Momentum builds and I rock faster across him. He begins to thrust his tongue deep inside me. I stroke at my breasts. It’s becoming too much. My legs tremble. I lift off again and stare down at him.

  ‘Please,’ he pleads, ‘untie me.’

  I place my hands on my hips, ‘Well since you asked so nicely.’

  I undo the ties and he rubs his hands together to get some feeling into them and then they clasp firmly around my buttocks, pulling me back onto his mouth. He forces his tongue into me and works quickly, his tongue departing and then sucking and teasing my bud. It’s too much for me.

  ‘Oh my God, oh, oh, oh, ooooooh.’ I explode into his mouth, so sensitive that I have to back up off of him. I sit across his stomach, gathering my breath, resting my head on his chest. Feeling his thundering heartbeat through my cheek.

  He gathers me up to him and we get beneath the covers. He curls himself around me, stroking my breasts and stomach. It’s so nice, so warm and I’m so relaxed after such a strong orgasm.

  The next thing I know it’s morning and he’s gone.

  I feel used. I know Gabe never said anything about staying over, but I just kind of expected that he would stay in my bed and that we’d move on to do other things. I stand in my apartment, rubbing at my ear, a nervous trait, but there’s no note left, no sign he was ever here.

  I grab my swimming costume. I need to do a few lengths this morning before I go into work or I’m going to get a headache.

  Once again Gabe is out of the office for the day. Mid-morning I sit at my desk and sigh, swivel my chair and gaze out of the window. It’s a dreary, drizzly day which matches my temperament.

  ‘Good morning Miss Mulroney. Am I disturbing you?’

  I swing my chair back around and meet the scrutiny of Arnie Gregory. He has short, coarse, dark grey hair, where each individual strand looks made of metal. His eyes are blue, but they’re the same as Gabe’s in their shape and intensity. I slowly sit up, fixing my face as if he’d interrupted me from pondering a corporate takeover, rather than daydreaming.

  ‘Not at all Mr Gregory, I was just considering something before I start on the in-tray. What can I do for you?’

  His mouth raises slightly at one edge. If he expected me to lose my cool at his arrival, he was wrong. I’d spent two years trying to work here and I’d been expecting to bump into him at some point. Yet here he was in my own office.

  ‘If you’re wanting Gabe, he’s out today.’

  ‘No actually, it was you I came to see. May I?’ He indicates a chair in the corner. I nod and he picks it up and wheels it opposite my desk. He sits down.

  ‘Would you like a tea or coffee?’

  ‘A tea would be lovely, if you have the time.’

  I rise and slowly add pods to the machine to make drinks. I feel like I’m in a game of battleships and we’re trying to guess the location of each others armada.

  I place his tea down, alongside a coffee for myself and re-take my seat.

  ‘Lorraine can make the tea you know?’

  ‘Yes, I know, but I’m perfectly capable of making it myself. I would only call her in if I was busy.’

  ‘But don’t you think that’s part of her job as a Receptionist? If she’s not seen to be utilised then maybe we don’t need her. We could always put your desk out on Reception?’

  ‘She’s kept plenty busy by the rest of the floor and I work for your son.’

  He holds his chin. I watch as his thumb strokes the underneath.

  ‘Indeed. A fact that only came to my attention yesterday when mentioned by one of my own Personnel staff. Don’t you find that odd, that I can own a company and not know all the employees?’

  ‘It’s a large company, yes I do doubt that you know everyone.’

  ‘I was extremely inquisitive to find out who my eldest son had interviewed and appointed. What a coincidence that you’re the stepdaughter of one of my closest friends and business partners. He need only have phoned me and I would have found you a job.’

  I look towards the window. ‘He doesn’t know I work here.’

  ‘Aaah. Yes I thought he’d mentioned something in the past about his stepdaughter receiving a three thousand pounds a month allowance.’

  My eyes narrow, ‘I don’t touch it. I like to earn my own money.’

  ‘Y
et you haven’t have you? This is your first post. Right here in my company? That makes me a tad suspicious. Should I be Stella? I can call you that can’t I?’

  I nod.

  ‘Are you nodding that I can call you Stella, or that I should be suspicious?’

  I take a deep breath and place my hands wide on the edge of the desk. ‘I admire the work you do for my stepfather. I’m a good PA. I have the correct qualifications. I don’t want a career but I do want to earn my own money and have an interesting job.’

  ‘Well my son says you are proving to be an excellent PA. Then again he thought that of the last one, and the one before that.’

  I wince at the inference he makes.

  He yawns. ‘Well, thank you for the tea. It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance.’ He rises and shakes my hand. He keeps it in his grip and holds on firmly.

  ‘If I ever find you anywhere near my office files, you’ll regret it. Understand Stella?’

  I nod and this time its clear what my answer is for.

  He leaves and I get up, put the ‘Do not Disturb’ sign on my door and sit back down shaking, my breathing ragged. I cannot let his threats get to me like this. I have to find out exactly what is going on with my stepfather and if I can’t do it the obvious way, by sneaking around at work, then I’ll use Gabe to get the information for me. What was that about his previous PA’s too? Has he played games with them all? Is that why they left? Am I just a fool, thinking I was someone special or different? I snort at myself. I acted like a whore last night and he left me like one. I’m surprised he didn’t leave money on the bed.

  I sit with my head clutched in my hands, wondering what to do. Fuck this, I can’t stay here right now. I pick up the phone. ‘Ronnie, can you meet for lunch?’ Then I burst into noisy sobs down the phone.

  ‘Come on girl,’ Ronnie throws her arms around me, almost knocking me across the bank of seating in the bistro where we arranged to meet. ‘This can’t be too much of a surprise. You knew you’d bump into the Head Honcho sooner or later.’