by Honey Taylor
“I’m available tomorrow, if you are,” he said.
“Tomorrow is Saturday?” she replied.
“I know, but I am away all next week and after tomorrow won’t be available until towards the end of the week after,” he replied. “That seemed like an awful long time to wait before I got the chance to meet you for a second time.”
Stacey smiled. It seemed that the bar owner was keen to see her again as soon as possible and she felt a flicker of excitement at his eagerness. “Well I don’t normally work the weekend…,” she said.
“But…,” he said, fixing his gaze on her.
“Well, if you’re not available for a while after tomorrow I guess I can make an exception,” she replied.
The smile widened on the bar owner’s face. “That’s good of you. Could you meet me at the bar at three o’clock?”
“Sure, I’d be happy to,” she said. She felt her pulse jump at the prospect of the meeting and suddenly couldn’t tear her eyes from the handsome face. As Ethan stood, she followed suit and when he held onto her hand this time as they shook she made no effort to pull it away. The spark of attraction suddenly seemed to ignite. Before she knew what was happening, Ethan was pulling her forward by the hand and leaning towards her across the desk. Stacey felt the heat rise in her body and even the sudden sound of the phone ringing didn’t break the moment as their lips touched. Stacey shuddered at the gentle caress of the kiss and closed her eyes. She didn’t even notice the phone stop ringing, but a few seconds later the door of her office opened and Stacey suddenly pulled back. She looked to see Holly standing watching.
“Umm…, sorry to interrupt,” the secretary said, “but Barry Cooper is on the line. He says he needs to talk to you and I thought it might be important.”
“OK, thanks Holly,” Stacey said, her face flushing red at the embarrassment of being caught. She looked at Ethan, but he seemed unconcerned by the intrusion and just smiled at her. “I really need to take this call,” she said.
“No problem,” he said and pulled his hand away. He turned to look at Holly. “I’m sure this lovely young lady will show me out. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With a final smile in Stacey’s direction, he walked to the door of the office. Holly grinned at her boss as she closed the door and Stacey sat and tried to calm her racing pulse a little. She finally picked up the phone.
“Sorry to keep you waiting Barry,” she started. “What can I do for you?” When the phone call ended Stacey tried to concentrate on her work, but her mind kept coming back to the following day’s meeting with Ethan. The feel of the kiss seemed to linger on her lips and she wondered just what was in store when she went to meet him at his bar.
“Enjoy your meeting tomorrow,” Holly said with a cheeky grin when she came to say goodnight at the end of the day. “Don’t work too hard like this morning.”
“Get out,” laughed Stacey and threw a pencil across the room.
Holly quickly closed the door and left. After another thirty minutes of work, Stacey finally followed her secretary out the door and headed for home.
The following morning Stacey slept late and it was almost ten o’clock by the time she finally headed for the shower. When she was dry again she wrapped a towel around her body and went back to her bedroom. Sitting in front of the mirror she stroked a hand across her cheeks. Ethan’s comment about her face being pretty came into her mind and it brought a smile to her lips. The thought of the bar owner brought back the flicker of excitement to her mind and she thought about the kiss they shared. It had felt nice and even though she barely knew the man it had felt right to do at the time. Picking up some blusher, Stacey got to work putting on her face. She kept it simple, not wanting to overdo the makeup and quickly finished. Walking to her wardrobe she considered what to wear. Her normal weekend attire was jeans and a t-shirt and with the meeting with Ethan being informal she decided to just stick with that. She grabbed a pair of boot-cut jeans and matched them with a powder blue t-shirt and a pair of black heels. Taking the clothes over to her bed she laid them out and then stepped across to a chest of drawers. Opening the bottom drawer, she searched through her underwear. She was suddenly conscious that she wanted to wear something nice and felt her face flush a little as she realized why. One brief kiss and you are getting ideas of more she chided herself, but she still picked out some pretty pink and white lingerie to wear.
Quickly getting dressed, Stacey then headed to her kitchen to have something to eat. By the time she finished she saw it was nearing midday and went to sit on her patio with a coffee to enjoy the early afternoon sunshine. When her coffee was finished she moved back indoors and decided to do a little work before she left. As she sat at the computer the thought of searching Ethan’s name came into mind and she was surprised at the number of hits that came back. It seemed that restaurant and bar ownership wasn’t his only business interest. Stacey let out a low whistle as a she found a recent rich list with his name on it and saw that it showed him with a net worth of more than a billion. Jeez, she thought, a billionaire bar owner and laughed. Out of curiosity she kept digging through the information about him and when she looked at her watch saw that it was approaching two o’clock. Time to go, she thought and closed down the computer.
The bus ride into town was crowded with Saturday afternoon shoppers and Stacey was glad when she finally got off. The short walk to the bar took no more than five minutes and it was still before three when she arrived. Making her way to the main door, she rang the bell and waited. A young woman answered the door.
“Hi, I have a meeting arranged with Mr. Walker,” Stacey started.
“Are you Miss. Hunter?” the woman asked. Stacey nodded and was let inside.
“Mr. Walker is in his office,” she said. “I’ll take you to him.” Stacey followed as the young woman led her through to Ethan’s office. He was on the phone when she stepped inside and he pointed to a seat. Stacey moved to it, sat down and waited for him to finish.
Ethan smiled when he put the phone down. “So are you ready to trash my lovely bar again?” he asked cheekily.
Stacey laughed and nodded. “But I’ll sugar coat as much as I can,” she teased. “Seeing a grown man cry is never something I can easily cope with.”
“Do your worst,” he shot back. “I’m sure I have the temperament to cope.” He moved across the room and Stacey stood. As they moved out of the office he put his hand on the small of her back to guide her in the right direction and Stacey immediately sensed the heat rise in her body. The touch felt nice and it only moved away when they finally reached the bar. There were a few people moving around and Stacey recognized a couple of them from her previous visit.
“So…?” said Ethan. “Where do we start?” Over the next hour or so Stacey led the bar owner around his establishment showing him the things that she thought needed changing and brought up to date. Ethan followed with a notebook and pen, keeping track of the comments and Stacey saw that he was showing a keen interest in the ideas she was putting forward.
“You know your stuff,” he said when they finally sat down at a table.
“I enjoy my work, that’s all,” she replied. “My parents both worked in the industry and I took an interest in interior design from, well…, from as far back as I can remember.”
“You must have had some dolls house as a kid,” Ethan teased. He shouted over to his barman for a couple of drinks and they were quickly served. “So what do I owe you for your consultation?” he asked.
“Oh, I’ll settle for a free meal and some free drinks,” Stacey laughed.
“That can be arranged,” the bar owner replied with a grin. “I really would like you to get involved in doing the work though,” he said. “Could you have a look at the restaurant and bathroom too?”
“I’ve seen the restaurant,” Stacey replied. “It’s fine as it is. The bathroom I can have a look at before I go. As for me getting involved in the work, that will cost you more than a free meal and drinks, but I’m sure yo
u can afford my rates.”
“Oh…,” the bar owner laughed. “Been checking up on me have you.”
Stacey flushed a little. “I did happen to see some details of you on the computer. You’ve got a pretty impressive business background.”
Ethan shrugged. “I’m the same as you,” he replied. “I enjoy my work and throw myself into my projects to make sure they are the best they can be. It seems to work. Well…, apart from this bar,” he laughed.
Stacey lifted her glass and took another sip of wine. “So show me the bathroom then,” she said. The bar owner fixed his gaze on her and Stacey felt the shiver that rippled along spine as she saw the expression on his face. She wondered if he was planning to make a move on her to go further than the kiss they shared in her office, but with his staff milling around the bar it obviously wasn’t possible. She wondered just how private the bathroom was and another shiver raked her spine as Ethan stood and held out his hand.
“The bathroom is this way,” he said and pulled Stacey to her feet. His hand moved to the small of her back again as he guided her in the right direction and the heat in Stacey’s body grew as they moved into the corridor that led to the bathroom. As they walked she was fully aware of the hand on her body and it slipped a little lower until it was sitting right at the top of her butt. Stacey could feel the beat of her pulse increasing as Ethan opened the door and guided her inside.
“So…” he asked.
Stacey stood gazing at him, suddenly flustered as the door closed and they were left completely alone. The idea of looking at the bathroom décor was suddenly the last thing on her mind, but she turned to look around. She gave a start as fingers suddenly brushed the hair away from her neck and she was all too aware of how close Ethan was behind her. He leaned forward and she shuddered at the gentle caress of the lips onto her neck. It was a sensation that always turned her on and she closed her eyes as the kisses teased onto the soft skin. Ethan worked his lips to her ear and nuzzled against the lobe, his arms moving around Stacey’s body to pull her closer. The warm touch of breath on her skin and the sound of the heavy breathing added to the moment and made her want more.
“I’ve wanted to hold you this close from the very first moment I saw you in the bar,” Ethan whispered softly in her ear.
The words and the sentiment brought out a slight gasp from Stacey and she again felt a shiver ripple along her spine. Ethan continued to nuzzle her ear, biting gently onto the lobe as he played. Stacey opened her eyes and looked down at the hands on her midriff. She reached to place her own hands on top of them and slowly guided them higher, feeling the hunger inside rise as the touch closed in on her breasts. It was such a turn on to feel her ear being teased as she pushed Ethan’s hands higher and another gasp escaped her lips as they moved over the swell of her breasts and squeezed onto them. Stacey pushed hard against the bar owner’s hands, urging him on to a more forceful touch and couldn’t hold back the low moan as the grip on her breasts tightened. Ethan’s lips moved back to her neck and teased the skin, the touch gentle and she could feel the gorgeous sensation of her skin fluttering.
Ethan slid his hands lower again and when they reached Stacey’s hips he grabbed tightly to turn her around. The sight of the billionaire’s gorgeous brown eyes staring intently at her stirred her emotions and she was quick to push forward into a kiss. The touch of the lips pushed the heat of the moment higher and Stacey wanted nothing more than to sink into the sensation. She kissed hard and felt Ethan respond as he forced his mouth onto her and pulled her close so that their bodies were tightly pressed together. The feel of the growing hardness between them was unmistakable and it was obvious how turned on the bar owner was getting. Stacey pushed herself against it and the sensation turned her on also as she could feel the erection coming fully alive.
When the kiss finally broke, Stacey found herself lost in the intense gaze of the dark brown eyes again. She suddenly wanted to give herself to the billionaire, body and soul and the thought of doing it made her shudder. “Lock the door,” she said.
Ethan grinned, but shook his head. “I like the risk of leaving it open,” he said. Stacey was powerless to stop him as he backed her up until her butt was pressed against the counter in front of the bathroom mirrors. The billionaire leaned forward into another kiss and pushed himself against Stacey, wanting to feel the touch of his erection on her body. She pressed back against him as the kiss intensified and worked her midriff against the hardness. Ethan finally worked his mouth lower and reached a hand to Stacey’s chin so that he could lift it and tease kisses onto her throat. He continued to move lower, quickly working his lips over the curve of her breasts and down to the hem of the t-shirt. He looked up with a grin and saw Stacey close her eyes as he lifted the powder blue material to caress a kiss onto the naked skin below. She pulled back at the electric sensation, but the lips followed and touched more forcefully onto her bare skin. Ethan pushed the bottom of the t-shirt higher, his lips following it up until he worked it over Stacey’s breasts. His hands worked onto the bra so that he could push the soft mounds together and he slid the tip of his tongue along the cleavage created.
The touch was gentle, but brought out a moan from Stacey as the longing for more mounted in her body. She pushed forward, eager for a rougher touch on her skin and her moan got louder as the tongue forced into her cleavage. Ethan reached fingers to the edge of a bra cup and yanked it down, exposing the hardening nipple and quickly worked his mouth to it. His tongue flicked at the soft skin around it and finally rasped over the hard bud. The sensation made Stacey shudder and she grabbed at the back of the billionaire’s head to pull him on to her harder. The tongue started to rasp more roughly on her nipple and her shivers intensified. Ethan finally sucked the nipple into his mouth and sucked hard. He kept his tongue working onto it and Stacey was swept up in the pleasure of the touch. The billionaire worked fingers to the other bra cup and tugged it down so that he could work from nipple to nipple and build the excitement. He pulled back a little and lifted his gaze. “Take it off,” he said.
Stacey wasn’t sure if he meant the t-shirt or bra and quickly took off both so that her upper body was naked. The kisses and touches onto her nipples continued and she reached for the back of the billionaire’s neck again, eager for the feel of his mouth on her breasts. He finally started to kiss lower and she could feel the fluttering of her skin as the soft touches moved down her body. Ethan dropped to his knees and worked kisses along the bare skin just above the waistband of the jeans. Stacey arched her back as the thrill of the moment took hold of her and her passion surged as the fingers started to fumble with the buttons of her jeans. They were slowly opened, one by one, the material falling away to reveal the panties below. The billionaire was quick to kiss onto them, his hands grasping at the legs of the jeans to try and pull them lower. The denim was slowly worked down the toned legs until the panties were completely exposed. Ethan moved back a little to work the jeans to Stacey’s ankles and when she stepped out of them she was left in only her heels and panties.
“You are so gorgeous,” the billionaire said as he looked up. He leaned forward to kiss onto the smooth skin of the toned thighs and pushed Stacey’s legs apart as he began to work the touch higher. She closed her eyes to take in the sheer enjoyment of the lips closing in on her panties, the soft inner skin of her thighs fluttering as the touch moved back and forward. Stacey felt her insides churning as the kiss moved onto her panties. Ethan sure knew how to make her feel good and she parted her legs wider as the lips pushed against her through the lacy material. The billionaire took the taste of his new lover in and it spurred his excitement. He moved back a little and traced fingers softly along the obvious outline of the pussy lips. His eyes fixed onto what he was doing and he touched more forcefully, feeling the pussy lips spread as he pushed the silky material in between. Stacey couldn’t hold back the moan. What was happening was more than a dream. The risk of public sex was something she’d never experienced, but knowi
ng that the door of the bathroom was unlocked and that someone could walk in seemed to add to the experience of what was happening. It certainly seemed to be turning the bar owner on as his fingers pushed harder still against the wet material.
Stacey gasped as the touch was pulled back; only to find it being replaced by kisses as Ethan pushed forward to force his mouth onto the panties. He worked his tongue around the wet stain on the silky material and Stacey felt a surge of pleasure sweep through her body. This only increased as the billionaire’s hands reached for the top of the panties and he slid fingers underneath. The touch onto her naked skin was like an electric shock and Stacey shuddered hard as she felt the material being dragged lower. The kisses were suddenly working onto her naked skin and the sound of her moans filled the room at the touch of the tongue sliding along her pussy lips. Ethan quickly worked the panties down to Stacey’s ankles and helped her step out of them. Standing in only her heels for the billionaire to look at felt like the sexiest moment of her life and his eyes scoured every inch of her body before settling between her parted thighs.
“Get up on the counter,” Ethan said and put his hands to Stacey’s hips. She felt the cool caress of the tiled surface on her butt as the billionaire helped her up to sit on the counter and gasped as her knees were suddenly splayed wide. She was totally exposed and at the mercy of Ethan and felt her chest heaving as she waited for the touch. The breath rushed from her when it finally came, the tongue licking along her pussy lips forcefully to open them up. Stacey reached for the back of the billionaire’s head to pull him onto her as his tongue slipped inside her pussy. The touch was gorgeous, the tongue working in circles to touch every inch of her sex. She pulled her hands away from the head and leaned back to rest them on the cool, tiled surface. It allowed her to push forward against the touch and she groaned as the tongue worked deeper inside. Ethan lapped frantically at the wetness on the pussy walls, the taste driving him on to force his tongue in as far as he could. He felt Stacey pushing herself against him as she craved the touch.