Cheyenne and Jason (Last Chance Program Book 1)

by Malone, Misty

  Cheyenne and Jason

  Last Chance Program Book 1

  By

  Misty Malone

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  Malone, Misty

  Cheyenne and Jason

  eBook ISBN: 978-1-68259-549-7

  Cover Art by ABCD Graphics & Design

  This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books' or the author's advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or the spanking of minors.

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  Table of Contents:

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  About the Author

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  Chapter 1

  Jason exited the plane and headed down the ramp into the airport, hoping his contact was waiting for him. Unfortunately, though, as he looked around he didn’t see anyone that fit the description. When Dan hired him and sent him the ticket, he assured him a feisty little redhead named Cheyenne would have a detailed description of him and would be there to meet him.

  The arrival area started thinning out, but Jason saw no little redhead. He got his luggage and returned, but still no Cheyenne. He took out his phone to call Dan, when he saw a lady with red hair over in the lounge. She didn’t have any luggage with her, so he guessed she was here to pick someone up. He walked toward her, and she looked up at him. He smiled when he saw her face. She was cute as a button, but she didn’t seem too interested in him, so he assumed she wasn’t Cheyenne. But maybe he could have some iced tea and chat a few minutes before calling Dan. Maybe Cheyenne was running late.

  “Hi. Do you mind if I have a seat?” he asked, indicating the bar stool next to her.

  “Free country. Do what you want.”

  He wasn’t too impressed with her attitude, but pressed on. “Are you waiting for someone?”

  “Yeah, sort of.”

  “Sort of?”

  “Yeah. My boss sent me to meet someone, but I don’t know him, and I don’t think I want to know him, so I’m hoping maybe he wised up and didn’t show.”

  “You don’t know what he looks like?”

  “Not for sure. In my mind, I picture him as a little geeky guy with mousy brown hair, but I’m not sure.”

  “If your boss sent you to meet him, shouldn’t he have given you a description of him?”

  “Yeah, I think he did, but I wasn’t paying attention. I think he sounds lame, so I didn’t really care.”

  Jason had to wonder if this was Cheyenne, but decided to ask a few more questions before introducing himself. He took a drink of his iced tea and asked, “Why does he sound lame?”

  “I don’t know, just the whole idea.” She looked at him a little more carefully, as if considering how much she should say. “He’s supposed to be some kind of inspirational leader or something.”

  “Inspirational leader?”

  “My boss said he has some good ideas about the proper technique, or the proper demeanor for business people, or some kind of bullshit like that. He said he would inspire me to change my ways.” She shrugged, while laughing and shaking her head. “It just sounds like a bunch of shit to me.”

  Jason tried not to smile. This had to be Cheyenne. “I take it your boss wants you to meet this guy?” She nodded her head. “Why? Does he complain about your business demeanor?”

  “Constantly. He’s always on my ass about something. I’d tell him to go to hell, but I kind of need this job, so I put up with the constant nagging.”

  “Is he a decent guy other than complaining about your demeanor?”

  “Yeah, he’s not a bad guy, I guess, other than being on my ass all the time. He doesn’t bitch about my work or anything, just my professional ethics, as he calls it.”

  “If he complains that much, maybe he has a reason. What does he complain about?”

  She sighed, and thought a moment before answering. “Dan just gets real prissy about things. He wants everyone to kiss ass to any client, or possible client.”

  “I take it that’s not something
you’re noted for?”

  “Hey, if someone’s a real asshole, I’m not kissing up to them.” Jason finished his iced tea, deciding he’d heard enough. Just as he was about to say something, she stood. “Well, I’m going to assume this Jason guy’s not showing. I’m outta here. Nice talking to you.”

  Jason stood, reached out and gently took her elbow, turning her to look at him. She tried to pull her arm loose, but he held it firmly. He waited until she met his eyes. “Cheyenne, I think you better take me to meet Dan now.”

  He handed her his card and watched her face change from angry to embarrassed. She went back to angry and said, “You son-of-a-bitch. You sat there and led me on.”

  “Cheyenne,” he said in a stern but gentle voice, “I did no such thing. I had no idea who you were when I sat down. Dan told me a lady named Cheyenne would have a description of me and would find me. The only description I had of you was red hair. That’s why I came over here, but when you didn’t seem to recognize me, I assumed you were just someone killing time while waiting on someone, as well, and thought maybe we could talk a few minutes while we both waited.”

  Jason could tell Cheyenne wanted to argue, but was struggling for words. He offered her an easy way out. “How about if we start over. I’m Jason Jenkins.” He held out his right hand, but she just glared at him. Reaching over and taking her right hand and shaking it, he said, “Nice to meet you, Cheyenne. Are you ready to go see Dan?” She didn’t say a word, but turned and left. Jason shook his head and sighed. He couldn’t say anything to her about her attitude because she hadn’t agreed to his program yet, but he sincerely hoped she did. If ever there was a lady deserving of his special care, it was her.

  He picked up his bags and followed her to a bright yellow Mustang. She silently opened the trunk and looked at him. He put his bags in the trunk, then went to the passenger’s side and got in. She drove back to her office, not looking at him once or saying a word. She got out, again opened the trunk, then turned and walked into the building. He caught up and walked beside her. They went up an elevator to the tenth floor. She got out and walked toward a lady at a desk, who smiled at them. “Tell him we’re here,” Cheyenne said, and sat down on a sofa.

  Jason looked at her, stunned at how rude she’d been. Looking back at the lady at the desk, he smiled and said, “Hi. I’m Jason Jenkins.”

  He held out his hand and was pleased when the young lady shook it and replied, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Jenkins. I’m Jenna, Mr. Miller’s assistant. I’ll tell him you’re here. Please make yourself comfortable. Would you like some coffee?”

  Jason smiled and said, “Nice to meet you, Jenna. No, thank you, I just had some tea,” and he went and sat beside Cheyenne on the sofa. He decided if Cheyenne didn’t want to talk, he wasn’t going to force it. He’d let Dan talk to her first.

  It was only a few minutes before Dan opened the door and came out to meet them. “Jason, good to see you again, buddy.” He gave him a robust handshake. “Let’s have lunch together in a little bit here and catch up.”

  “Sounds good to me, Dan. How have you been?”

  “I’ve been good. Hey, thanks for coming. I appreciate it. Come on in, both of you.”

  Jason waited for Cheyenne, who looked pretty nonplussed watching the men, then followed them into the office. Dan pointed to the two chairs in front of his desk, and Jason seated Cheyenne before sitting in the other chair.

  Dan cleared his throat and began with a bit of a warning. “Jason, I haven’t said much to Cheyenne about why I called you out here, so I’ll talk to her now. Feel free to jump in if I misstate something or leave out something you feel is important.” Jason nodded in agreement, and Cheyenne looked from one to the other, with narrowed eyes.

  “Cheyenne,” Dan began, “you know what I think of your abilities in the graphics design department. I truly believe you’ve got more talent than anyone I’ve had working for me.” Cheyenne beamed, relaxing a little. “However,” Dan continued, “you also know I’ve been less than happy with your attitude and the way you treat clients. I’ve had complaints from several of your coworkers and a few clients, and you seem to think you have the freedom to set your own hours and come in whenever is convenient for you.”

  Jason watched Cheyenne’s reactions closely and saw her face pale and her eyes wander down to the floor. “This all came to a head two weeks ago when you met with Mr. Pippendale. Do you remember your meeting with him?”

  Cheyenne squirmed in her seat a little before answering. “Absolutely I remember him. What a jerk. He wouldn’t recognize good art if it bit him in his freaking ass.” Jason was flabbergasted. His eyebrows shot up, and he shook his head as he looked at her, then over at Dan.

  “See, Cheyenne, that’s my problem. That jerk, as you call him, came and talked to me after you told him to go to hell. He was shocked at your lack of professionalism. He said you were just downright rude, and he would never be able to work with someone like that, no matter how good an artist they were. Not surprisingly, he took his business elsewhere, and we were looking at a large—very large contract. So, explain to me why, after you lost this latest large client, I should keep you in my employ.”

  Cheyenne was speechless. This was the first time he’d actually talked about her job being in jeopardy. Well, at least the first time she’d taken him seriously. She looked over at him and realized he was waiting for an answer, but all she could come up with was, “I’m sorry, Dan. I’ll try to do better next time. Please don’t fire me.”

  Dan shook his head. “Cheyenne, that’s not the first client we’ve lost because of your attitude and your mouth. I’ve talked to you about it several times in the past, but you just can’t seem to stop yourself or your mouth. You’re extremely good at what you do, and you could be bringing work in for us as word gets out about your talent. But that’s not what’s happening.” He let her think about this for several moments. “Do you want to keep your job here, Cheyenne?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want to keep it bad enough to do something to control your temper and your language, along with your constant tardiness?”

  Cheyenne thought a moment, then looked at Jason. It occurred to her that apparently Jason had been brought in to work with her, and to be honest, the idea didn’t sound nearly as bad as it had not too long ago. After all, he was incredibly good looking, and she’d felt an attraction to him the minute he sat down beside her at the airport. He had gorgeous wavy brown hair and captivating caramel eyes, and was tall with an athletic build. Definitely a man’s man. He was someone she could be interested in, but she knew that someone like that would never be interested in her because she really didn't know how to act around someone she might care about. She basically had no people skills. She generally didn't care, but even she would admit there were times when knowing how to act around people would be nice. Changing a few bad habits couldn’t be that hard, could it, especially with a handsome hunk like Jason helping you? She looked back to Dan and quietly said, “Yes, I do.”

  “If you’re serious and you’re willing to change, I have one option for you. Jason has a program that might help you. If you successfully complete his program, you can retain your job. I sincerely hope you do.”

  “What kind of program is it? You said he would inspire me to change.”

  Dan chuckled a little and smiled. “Jason has definitely inspired a woman or two to change, haven’t you?”

  Smiling, Jason agreed, but quickly added, “I can inspire them to change, as long as they want to change and will accept my help.”

  Cheyenne looked at him again and narrowed her eyes. “And just how do you inspire them?”

  Jason looked into her eyes and calmly said, “With a spanking.”

  “With a what? Are you crazy?”

  Jason had a serious expression on his face as he answered her calmly. “I may be crazy, but I’m serious about this. It works well.”

  Dan explained further. “Cheyenne, I care about you, and y
ou could be an asset to this company. Jason’s program is not cheap, but it’s worth every penny and then some. The company will pay for the program if you’ll do it.” After giving her a moment for those words to sink in, he finished his explanation. “I’m willing to give this a shot if you are. I just can’t, however, keep you on here the way you are now. I’m sorry. I hope you give this a try. His program has an excellent success rate. I’ve seen the results firsthand.”

  “What do you mean by that; that you’ve seen the results?”

  “Do you remember when my dad died and I suddenly became my little sister’s guardian?” When Cheyenne nodded Dan continued. “Remember what a spoiled, out-of-control brat she was?”

  “Of course. No one wanted to be around her. I felt sorry for you.”

  “Exactly. Remember the change in her?”

  “Yeah, sure. I always wondered how you did that.”

  “I didn’t do anything except call Jason. I heard about him and his program, and when I was ready to pull my hair out dealing with her, I called him. He graciously agreed to work with her, and you see the difference. That’s how we became friends. My sister can’t say enough good things about Jason, by the way. I can give you her phone number if you want to talk to her about it.”

  “Really? He beat on her and she doesn’t try and scratch his eyes out every time she sees him?”

  Jason interrupted at that point. “Cheyenne, I didn’t beat on her. I would never harm a lady. My program outlines what behavior we want to change and how we’re going to change it. I tell you what is expected of you, and guide you through the process, encouraging you along the way. I’d love to be able to do that smoothly with no bumps along the way, but old habits are hard to break. When a young lady I’m working with stumbles, there has to be consequences for that stumble, or she’ll stumble again. There are a number of things that will work for consequences, and I use several different ones, but the one that’s most effective and, therefore, the one I use most often, is spanking. It can be done at the time of the offense, unless we’re in public, and it’s quick. Then it’s over with and we go on with our day. It’s not a long, drawn out process. A few minutes and it’s over, but it serves really well as a deterrent to repeating a bad behavior in the future. Once you’ve been spanked two or three times for the same thing, you start to automatically think of the consequences before you do the act.”