Solid Stone: Revolving Door

by E. G. Patrick

  “I’m good until 8. A bit later than usual actually.”

  “So why did you get up so early then?” My question is answered when he stands and drops my pink towel to the floor.

  “Get up Violet. I want you before I dress for work.”

  His hard cock is staring right at me. I need no further encouragement as I stand up and bend over the table like I am reading his mind. He lifts up my robe. He enters me from behind grasping the side of the table on each side of my hips. He moves easily in me. I feel alive, full of desire, as he moves in and out steadily. Without notice he turns me around and lifts me onto the table. He slides me back slightly and lifts my legs upward. “I want to kiss you and fuck you now.” My temperature has risen and I am going to boil over. He enters me again and the table moves a bit. I see him smile as his lips find mine. This feels so good. He glides his beautiful body over mine sending wonderful sensations through me. I can feel his warm mouth over mine. I wrap my legs around him and my arms around his neck. I want him as close to me as possible. I can see his hips moving, this turns me on more. He is so powerful, so in control, knows what he’s doing, I am so lucky. I moan. This feels really good. The table moves slightly again, Adam slows down. He grumbles, still moving over me, “We need to get you a better table.” This only makes me moan again. He then begins to turn his hips in a circular motion sending a different type of sensation through me. It’s like his cock is a giant spoon stirring inside of me and it feels amazing, different from the other pleasures he has bestowed on me. I begin to moan and clasp the sides of the table myself. He whispers, “You like that, don’t you?”

  “Oh yes Adam, it feels soooo good,” I moan. He continues stirring his cock inside of me for a while longer. “Oh that feels so good!” I moan again, I can’t help it. He now moves faster and stops kissing me so he can watch my face. I know there is passion and pleasure in my eyes and on my face. My moans are enticing him to move even faster. His hands grip the side of the table preventing it from moving under his hard fast and very powerful thrusts. I watch his biceps and triceps flex as he does. Holy cow I can’t believe he is mine. I run my hands up and down his arms feeling all of his muscles. He is perfect and I want to come so badly now. I can’t help myself. “Ahhhh!” I cry out. Adam smiles down at me still gripping the table; he’s not ready yet. That’s okay, what he is doing still feels amazing and his arms, oh those arms. I lift my bum up off the table and keep my legs tightly around him to give me leverage. Our movements are in unison now. He is fucking me hard and I am meeting him every time while making sounds I can’t pronounce. I think I am going to come again, is that possible? Oh my, two more hard thrusts and we both cry out. I can feel Adam throbbing now. My legs buckle as the pleasures shoot through me. I finally let my legs dangle off the table, I feel like I’ve had a workout. He looks down at me and smiles. I watch him stand up straight and pick up the pink towel. This makes me chuckle. Adam takes my arm to help me up and off the table.

  “That was amazing Adam. You’re so good at it.” I am still amazed at what else he can do to my body. He smiles.

  “You make me this way, Violet. I desire you very much and want you all the time. This fucking table needs to go though.” I have to laugh and so does he. I get up to pour us some coffee. As he takes the cup from me he turns and says, “Any more questions?” I simply smile back at him as he leaves to get dressed.

  Monday flies by with lots going on at work. I get an email from Adam just before 3:

  From: Adam Stone

  To: Violet Cole

  Subject: Dinner tonight

  Hey Babe, I hope you’re having a great day. Do you want to meet me for dinner near my office? I should be done around 6. Early dinner and early night!! Adam.

  I have to smile and reply immediately:

  From: Violet Cole

  To: Adam Stone

  Subject: Re: Dinner tonight

  Darling, yes to both. Where should I meet you? Forever yours, Violet xoxo

  I close down my email, giving Adam some time to reply in between meetings. I delve back into my contract reviews until just before 5 when Paul is standing at my desk.

  “Hi Paul, are you getting ready to leave?”

  “Yep, but I wanted to talk to you about the Chicago project. Can you come into my office for five minutes?”

  “Sure.” I grab my notebook and pen and follow Paul into his office. He closes the door and asks me to sit down at his meeting table.

  “Well Violet, it looks like we are proceeding with opening an office in Chicago. Can you make travel plans for me for next week? I’d like to fly in Tuesday morning and come back mid-afternoon on Thursday?”

  “Yes, of course. Do you want to stay in the downtown core?”

  “Yes, please that would be perfect. And at some point I need to get you down there so you know what you’re helping me with.”

  “Yes that would be great. More learning opportunities I hope.”

  “Yes, for sure. Thanks Violet for doing such a great a job. I would be lost without you!” I smile as I stand up to leave. Paul opens his office door for me. I sit at my desk and begin to pack up. I see Paul come out with his laptop bag. He says goodnight before leaving and I quickly check my personal email. Sure enough there is a reply from Adam.

  From: Adam Stone

  To: Violet Cole

  Subject: Re: Dinner tonight

  Violet, meet at 6 at my office. See you soon and yes, you are mine!

  Adam.

  I always feel flattered and happy when he reminds me I’m his. Will these warm sensations ever stop? It’s only 5:15 so I can still make it there for 6 with time to spare. I touch up my makeup and comb my hair. I walk out with Molly who is just locking up. I wave goodnight to her as she heads in the opposite direction from me.

  I make my way to Adam’s office. This will be my first visit to see where he spends most of his days. I approach the skyscraper that bears the names Laurier & Stone at the top. Seeing Adam’s name up there makes me proud. He really has achieved a great deal at only twenty-nine. I check in with the security guard who I believe is calling up to Adam’s office. I hear him say, “Hi Alice, Violet Cole is here to see Mr. Stone.” I wonder what Adam told her, since she knows who I am. The nice security guard escorts me to the elevator and puts in a key and presses 40 and steps out before the door closes. I step out into a private floor. It looks like there are only two offices up here: one for Laurier and one for Stone, I presume. There is a woman waiting for me on the right. It must be Alice. She smiles at me. Alice is about my height, and I am guessing mid-thirties with auburn hair. She has a slim build and is dressed very professionally in a knee length skirt, blouse, and jacket. She has glasses hanging around her neck. I like her right away.

  “Hi Violet, it’s nice to meet you in person. Follow me, Mr. Stone asked me to escort you in as he is still in a meeting at the moment.” She guides me through two double glass doors. In this space is a large modern desk, which must be hers, and windows along one side with a nice view. There is a modern seating area in front of her with beautiful art well placed around the walls. “Please take a seat over there, Violet, and excuse me for a few minutes. I just need to finish up a few things here before Mr. Stone comes out.”

  “No problem, Alice. Please don’t worry about me and do what you need to do. It’s great to finally meet you.” I look over to the left at two very tall and modern wood doors with slats running through them. That must be the entrance into Adam’s office, his world. I sit back and check my iPhone while I wait. Just before 6 one of the doors opens. Alice dutifully stands up and I see Adam shaking a man’s hand. “Alice, please escort Mr. James to the elevator and call his office to set up a follow up appointment.”

  I watch Alice step out from behind her desk and nod at Adam. She says, “Mr. James this way, please.” I watch her walk through the double glass doors.

&n
bsp; Adam now turns to me and smiles. He really is hot. It must drive Alice nuts some days: it would me if I was his assistant. “Hi, I hope you weren’t waiting long. Come in.” He steps aside so I can walk in before him. His office is large, very modern and minimalistic. It’s pretty much what I expected.

  “Can I look around?”

  “Sure, have a look.” There is a modern solid wooden desk with matching legs. It’s a corner office so there are two walls of floor to ceiling windows with a beautiful view of the city. It must be breathtaking on a sunny clear day. The solid wall to the right of his desk has a door into a private kitchenette, bathroom, shower, and walk in closet. The large space in front of his desk has two meeting areas, a meeting table with eight chairs around it on the left and then a sitting area with eight armless chairs, set in pairs around a square glass and metal coffee table to the right. The office could easily be split to house three decent offices, maybe even, four if you factor in the kitchenette, bathroom, shower and closet space. I notice there are two sculptures adorning the sitting area and a large painting behind the meeting table. The rest of the office is pure business including a sleek wall unit for books and filing, his laptop and screen on his desk. There is nothing personal in the entire place.

  Adam is sitting at his desk and I notice he has closed the office door. “This is impressive Adam, no wonder you like to come to work.”

  “It’s just an office, after a while you get used to it.” He is matter of fact again. I guess it’s no different than me getting used to his bathroom, fine dining, good wine, and great sex. Well maybe not the great sex, as I believe that will always be extremely exciting with him.

  “Have you seen enough?” he asks.

  “Yes. Hey, what did you tell Alice? Does she know about us?”

  “I didn’t tell her anything. What we do is our business. Besides, Alice is a professional and very discreet. If she wasn’t, she wouldn’t be working for me and she knows that.” I hear a knock at the door.

  “Come in,” Adam says. Alice walks in with some folders. He smiles down at her and says, “What do you have for me?” She walks over and goes through three files with Adam while I sit on one of the very stylish chairs in his meeting area. “Thanks Alice, this is great work as usual. Have a good night.” I’m glad he’s so nice to her.

  “Thanks Mr. Stone. Have a great night.” Alice then looks over at me. “Goodnight Violet.”

  “Goodnight Alice, I am so glad we’ve met now. Have a nice evening.” I wonder what she must be thinking. She is a consummate professional because I really can’t tell. I watch her leave with her laptop bag and purse. I turn back to Adam. “Whenever you are ready, oh great one!”

  He laughs. “I thought about fucking you on my desk right now, but I know the cleaners will be here soon. We’ll save that for another day.”

  I gasp, “What about all those windows?” I wave my hand around. Of course he presses a button and the windows become opaque. “Oh, I see.” Adam just smiles. He picks up his laptop bag and we leave his very large, very executive, “I am powerful” office. It really does suit him.

  A valet approaches Adam’s car as we pull up by the stairs that lead to the entrance of a well-known steakhouse. As we approach the front door a hostess opens it. I smile and thank her. This place has been around for a while and it shows by the dark wood panel, padded seats, and overly ornate décor, which somehow all seems to work. This is the place where CEOs conduct business meetings and celebrities are seen having dinner, making me wonder if Adam ever met Brad Pearce here. I will never know because I will never ask. On Thursday nights, hip traders making a lot of money meet in the lounge here to let loose, or so I’ve been told. Another hostess smiles at us as we walk in. She seems to know Adam. Doesn’t everybody?

  She greets us. “Good evening and welcome. Your table is ready Mr. Stone, please follow me.” We follow her to a nice corner booth near the back of the restaurant. We sit down and I realize I haven’t kissed Adam yet. We are seated beside each other. I look over at him, pursing my lips with my eyes closed. He gets it and I feel his soft lips brush across mine and his hand move up and down my thigh, lifting my skirt up slightly. Oh, I want him again. I open my eyes and sit back, enjoying his touch. A waiter comes over, greeting us both. He hands us each a menu and gives a wine list to Adam. I watch an assistant waiter put bread and butter on the table. Adam quickly scans the wine list. As he closes it, the waiter reappears and Adam orders a bottle of red wine. I never ask him what he’s ordering as I always enjoy the wines he chooses. I look over the menu and decide on a filet with a twice-baked potato. The waiter comes back to take our orders while the sommelier presents the wine to Adam. He nods his approval and the waiter opens the wine to be decanted. We are alone again.

  “How was your day?” I ask.

  “Pretty busy, considering I wasn’t supposed to be here today. Alice is very efficient at filling up my calendar in a good way.” I know he thinks very highly of Alice. It seems his working rapport with her is like mine with Paul. It makes me happy to see.

  “Well at least the day went by quickly.” The waiter comes back to pour our wine.

  “What about you?” he asks.

  “More contract reviews, they take up at least half of my job these days. It means we’re busy so that’s a good thing.”

  “Yes, that can be tedious, but it’s important they are reviewed for accuracy. In my early years I did numerous contract reviews on a billing basis. In the long run it protects the firm, you know. It’s an important function.” He flatters me and I like it.

  I sip some wine and look at him before I say. “Adam, I honestly don’t ever see you doing grunt work.”

  “Really? I find that a little insulting. And it’s hardly grunt work. I was a cook for a few summers and I had to article like everyone else, you know.”

  “Yes, I do know. Sorry, it’s just hard for me to imagine you not being great and all-powerful. Honestly. I still sometimes wonder why you chose to go out with me instead of some hot model.”

  “I tried a model, remember? It didn’t work. You, on the other hand, work really well with me.” He takes my hand, which makes me smile. I offer the bread to him before taking a piece for myself. I’m hungry and my stomach welcomes the buttered bread.

  “I spoke to Ann about the cottage plans for this weekend. I told her you wouldn’t get up there until Saturday afternoon now and that I would drive up with her and Ted on Friday night. I hope that’s okay.”

  He thinks before he says, “Who else is up there Friday night?” Why can’t he just say okay and move on? I reply, “Well Ted and Ann, Sarah and Rachel, and Steve and Derek, who are also part of my university group.”

  “Who are the two guys?”

  “Oh, Steve and Derek, they’re just part of the gang.

  He says, “Why can’t you wait until Saturday when I’m back?”

  “You won’t be here anyway. Why does it matter when I go up?”

  “I’d like the company on the drive up on Saturday.”

  “Really? It’s not because two single guys will be at the cottage with me?”

  He comes clean, “Well, yes sort of. If it were all women or couples, I wouldn’t mind so much.”

  “So you’re jealous? Is that it? Or you don’t trust me? It has to be one, so which is it?” Anger flares up in me and I’m suddenly very interested in hearing what he has to say.

  “Of course I trust you and, well, jealous? That’s not me, and you should know that by now. It’s Steve and Dirk I don’t particularly trust. Plus add alcohol and well, need I say more?”

  “For starters,” I say curtly, “it’s Derek. You should learn their names given that you will be hanging out with them this weekend. Secondly, you shouldn’t make assumptions about people you haven’t met yet. These are people I have known for years, longer than you. They’re good people who can be trusted. So
please, let’s just stick with my plan - I go up Friday and you come up Saturday, okay?” He doesn’t like it when I stand up to him, but he hasn’t given me a good enough reason to change my plans. I am staring at him waiting for his answer and his handsome face is staring right back at me with a perplexed look.

  He says, “I see I can’t change your mind so I really don’t have a choice in the matter then do I? Why did you even ask me if these plans were already confirmed?” Here is the powerful lawyer now debating with me. But he is not going to manipulate me on this one.

  “Sorry if I confused you. Next time, I’ll be more clear and precise.” He’s not smiling, just staring at me and I stare right back at him.

  He says, “Okay, I can see we’re going nowhere with this so let’s just end it.” Yeah, I think triumphantly, I won that one. I am smiling brightly on the inside. The waiter comes with our steaks and places them in front of us. The assistant waiter pours more wine. I cut into a perfectly cooked steak and take the fork to my mouth. It’s delicious as I expected. Adam is sulking, staring straight ahead. Since we are seated beside each other it’s easy to not make eye contact. I attempt to continue a conversation with him.

  “So now that we have the weekend sorted out, can you bring up some of your nice wine on Saturday? We are going to barbecue steaks on Saturday night, okay?”

  “Yes, of course,” he replies, still not looking at me.

  “And don’t forget we have a room to ourselves, so I can be dessert after if you like?” He looks over at me. A grin comes back to his face when he says, “Yes, dessert or another steak, I haven’t decided yet.”

  “Either one is worthy of devouring, so I will leave that up to you,” I reply.

  “Yes, very true.” He’s back to normal, smiling now.