Fair Play

by Mia Ford

  It didn’t take long to find out that the enemies that she had to worry about were in house. There were three in particular that were skimming funds. She was oblivious and it was very subtle in increments of dollars instead of thousands. That wasn’t going to attract the kind of attention that would warrant an in-house audit.

  I used the back door that Jeffrey had made to go searching each of their files in a more in-depth way. I was good at finding discrepancies and these three individuals had been working together to undermine her. They were looked past every time that there was a promotion to be had. How they came together was a mystery, but it wasn’t very important in the grand scheme of things.

  “I don’t see what you are seeing, but I get the feeling that I should be.” I walked him through it. At first, he was blind to what was right in front of his face, but then he started to recognize that these three had been taking a little bit at a time. It wasn’t substantial amounts, but it was enough over a span of 10-years to give them all a sizable parachute for retirement.

  “We may not have the smoking gun to go after her, but we have the next best thing. All three of those guys have been subjected to the ridicule in the bar leaving them without their clothes and dignity. I think they are stealing from her to get their pound of flesh.” I could tell that tonight that they got a little greedy. That was reckless, but they weren’t thinking straight. The one that was mysteriously absent was Derek. He was most likely still enjoying being with the boss in the Biblical sense.

  “I don’t see how these guys taking money is going to help us.” I wasn’t sure either, but then it dawned on me that this was exactly the ammunition that he needed to go into that meeting in the next two days. I would need to make hard copies so that he would have something tangible in his hands to throw in her face.

  “Her reputation is the only thing that matters to her. You make it perfectly clear that this will get out publicly and I think that you’ll see that she’ll do anything to make sure that her dirty business does not make it that far. She won’t want people to know that she was blind to what was going on underneath her nose. This should be enough to get her to make a deal that will benefit the both of you. You go in there with this and she will have no choice but to play by your rules.” His hands were massaging my shoulders and I was in a desperate state to have my feet rubbed.

  “No… I’m not going to do this.” I was a little confused and worried that he had decided to chicken out at the last minute. “We are going to do this together. I want to see the look on her face when you walk in there. I’m sure that she’ll feel a need to sick Susan on you, but we can stop her in her tracks by dumping this in her lap.” That would’ve made for a priceless moment and I was going to be damned if I wasn’t going to be a part of this.

  “If this gets out, then she will be the laughingstock of the business world. Nobody will take her seriously thinking that she couldn’t even handle her own business. Money is the only thing that she understands.” In two days, I was going to walk in with Marshall on my arm. I doubted that anybody would recognize me, but it was possible that Tina might be able to see through with her woman’s intuition and instinct.

  “It’s going to be interesting to see how she tries to backpedal out of this mess. Her natural instinct will be to deny everything. When she gets the proof in front of her face, then there will be no chance for her to deny. I’ll have my hand on the send button for an e-mail bomb to every journalist worth their salt. Not only that, but several executives that I know personally will find this interesting.” This would be a huge black eye and one that she might recover from, but it would take some time to rebuild what was obviously her legacy and empire.

  “Let’s say for argument’s sake that she does have Susan and her overwhelming security force drag us from the room. She may feel that it’s worth it, in the end, to make sure that we don’t interfere in her business again. I think that I might have an idea about shocking her into speechlessness. This won’t do that, but what I have in mind might just be the ticket.” I told him what it was that I was going to do and he was quite shocked by my ingenuity. He said that he could make it happen, but it would take a day to get everything in order.

  “You really don’t want to take any chances. I can’t blame you and give her an inch and she will certainly take a mile. She will want to kill you for letting me slip through her fingers. That woman is insatiable, but there was always something more that I couldn’t put my finger on. She’s resourceful, tenacious and when she gets something stuck in her head there’s nobody that’s going to make her think differently.” Marshall was not telling me anything that I didn’t already know. I did like the way that he looked at me. I think that he was surprised that I would have those kinds of grapefruits to give Lillian more than she bargained for.

  I felt something touching the back of my neck and I turned to see that this talk of secrets had done him a world of good. I got up, sighed and decided to poke fun at him a little bit. “I see that a girl’s work is never done. I’m going to have to take one for the team.” I made it sound like it was a chore, but I was looking forward to seeing what other positions we could get into before morning break.

  He lifted me immediately from the chair and sat down. He stripped off the towel and let me see the monument that was ready to be mounted. I slid effortlessly down his pole, using gravity that had me landing heavily in his lap with my arms around his shoulders and neck. I was massaging with my inner muscles along the length of him and feeling that he was definitely up for another round and maybe more. I had created the perfect love machine.

  My feet were on the floor and I pushed myself up and then back down with a resounding gasp from both of our lips. Marshall grabbed my breasts and was pulling the nipples to his mouth so that he could take both of them at the same time.

  My hole was like an elastic band around his girth. I could see the lips kissing each inch as they went in and out of me with both of us climbing that mountain and ready to jump off the cliff.

  Each time that I came down, he would lift his ass off the chair to meet me in the middle. The resounding crack of our bodies coming in contact was like a gunshot going off in the room. The echo of each thrust and moan from our lips gave us a new understanding of how our bodies seemed to be in perfect synchronicity.

  “I thought that I was done for the evening, but hearing you speak of revenge really got me going again. I can see that it had the same effect on you. We need to play this cool and wait for her to be relaxed and unprepared for what is about to happen.” Marshall had a hold of my waist and I could tell that he was looking at me with that same hunger that a salivating dog does when it sees a bone.

  “I get so damn hot thinking about what she is going to look like when we come through those doors. I can’t help but squeeze down on you, using those muscles that you have become intimately acquainted with.” I was feeling stronger, ready to go the distance, but then a shriek of terror interrupted our pleasure.

  I turned and standing at the door was his mother looking faint and staring at us like she couldn’t quite believe that we were there. Embarrassed by how we had let ourselves get carried away, Marshall pulled me off of him and put on his pants without his underwear.

  I probably should’ve been mortified, but I was more amused than anything else. I knew that she didn’t approve of us being together. She had witnessed what I was going to do to him when I barged into his house looking for a way to get rid of that pent-up frustration after having that meeting with Lillian.

  I didn’t follow and I could hear him pleading his case with his mother sobbing saying that she was going to go blind. She said that it wasn’t natural for us to be together without a ring on my finger. I’m sure that she would have had a heart attack had we told you that we were secretly married. It wasn’t true, but it was fun to think about nonetheless. I had no ill will toward her, except that her backward thinking was only going to stand in our way.

  It didn’t seem like a go
od idea to stay there. It would’ve been a reminder to his mother that I was not going to go away. She didn’t have to approve or even accept that we were together. I didn’t care one way or the other, but I got this feeling that her opinion meant more to Marshall than he was letting on.

  I found myself going home to the sparse apartment that had only a bed and a few utensils to call my own. I could hear something scurrying in the walls, but as long as it didn’t make its way out, then we were going to be perfectly fine with one another. I turned up my music, drowning out any other sounds that might startle me awake. I found that sleep was not easy to come by. His mother had interrupted us and I had no chance to reach that feeling that was threatening to tear me apart.

  I reached for the lone black bag by the bed, pulling out this long and menacing looking contraption. I pressed the button and it came to life with this loud buzz. I had to bring it under the covers. I moaned as it entered, pretending that it was Marshall, but knowing that this was no substitute. I had a pillow over my face to mute my screams. I tore into the pillowcase until feathers were flying everywhere. I became slowly enraptured, going from one climax to another and wishing that Marshall was able to hear and see my body respond in that way.

  It took only about 15 minutes for me to feel completely satiated. I lay there in a pool of my own sweat, my skin glistening and the only word that came out of my mouth was a whispered… “Marshall”.

  I looked into the mirror in the bathroom and I was back to my old self again. The leather blue skirt accentuated my body in just the right way to show guys that there was no substitute for curves. The white blouse with a man’s blood red tie gave my breasts the freedom that they needed to breathe. I could see the nipples and I wasn’t going to be the only one.

  I had my hair back to its natural color and flowing freely over my shoulders in a sensual and seductive way. My lips were painted and the mascara was placed perfectly to make it look like I was ready for war. I smiled, feeling more sexually available and not so stunted in those drab clothing and no makeup that made me feel like an old maid.

  I came out with my 4-inch high heels making that audible smack against the wood floors that were lacquered to a dark finish. Standing there was Marshall in a gray suit with an ocean blue shirt and white tie. It was a bit of a fashion statement, but I think that he was trying for the uniform look of a gangster.

  “I know that I said that I had everything prepared, but now I’m starting to doubt that myself. The meeting is set to begin in less than 5 minutes. I was hoping that this would be the final nail in her coffin.” We walked together down the hallway with him holding the briefcase with the damning evidence inside.

  Tina looked at the both of us and I think she recognized something, but she just couldn’t make the connection. I gave her the warmest smile that I could muster and then we were walking together to the conference room with everybody including Lillian waiting for his arrival.

  One look at me and she turned into a volcano that was about to spew lava all over the place. Her lip curled, but she remained poised and composed even though she was now motioning for Susan to come forward. They exchanged some words and Susan slipped by me no doubt going to retrieve an armed escort for me out of the building.

  “This is just a casual meeting to inform you that your contracts are in jeopardy. We have to discuss new terms. I’m afraid that we can no longer do business with you without a sizable increase in compensation. I have been in touch with others and I’m using their proxy to inform you that five more contracts need to be negotiated in good faith.” Lillian was dressed in a dark pantsuit. It was a very classic look with hair slicked back and wearing suspenders.

  “If you’re through posturing, I think that it would be a good idea for you to have the room cleared. There’s something that we need to discuss and I doubt very seriously that you want any one of them to know your business.” She was expecting him to be floored by this revelation, but he wasn’t showing that losing the contracts meant that much to him. It probably felt like a knife in his back, but he remained composed through the entire ordeal.

  I was expecting her to say that whatever we needed to say could be said in front of the board. Instead, she looked at the smug look on Marshall’s face and decided that it was in her best interest to convene this meeting. She dismissed everyone and they left without putting up a fuss or complaining in the very least.

  Once the door was closed, she stood with her hands firmly planted on the table. “I don’t know what the meaning of this is, but I can assure you that you’re not going to get away with it. It’s obvious to me that you two are working together. You have less than a minute before Susan returns. I’m going to make sure that your bodies are never found.” She looked like she had all the cards and then Marshall very casually put the briefcase on the table and opened it.

  “I think that you should take a look at these.” He dropped the file folder as thick as his wrist on the table. She opened it with a cocked eyebrow and began to go over the marked details of those guys playing her for a fool. “I have it on good authority that your business would suffer if this were to get out. I have my hand on the send button for an e-mail that is going to circulate amongst journalists and business CEOs alike.” It did pull her back on your heels, but she wasn’t about to stand for this.

  “Go ahead and do what you need to do. It won’t matter. The both of you will be gone shortly never to be heard from again. My business might suffer, but I will rise above it like I always do. You are foolish to think that I was going to give into your demands. I’m sure that your one and only demand is for me to leave the both of you alone. That is the one thing that I can’t do. I can’t stand betrayal in any form. I hope that you have made your peace.” She really did want us both gone. I think that her main focus was Marshall, but that was before I decided to jump into bed with him literally and figuratively.

  The door opened and we were all expecting to see Susan return with armed guards to take us into their custody. Instead, Julia looking a little disheveled with her eyes bloodshot from being drugged out of her mind walked in and took center stage.

  “That same e-mail that will give you a black eye also contains my affidavit about you imprisoning me against my will in an institution for the criminally insane.” She was wearing a pair of jeans and a sweater. “I can have you imprisoned, but unlike me, you’ll have no way to escape.” The color in Lillian’s cheeks vanished and she was left with this ghostlike appearance. “I have statements from the doctors and they were most anxious to throw you under the bus. I think that I can be reasonably sure that you won’t be able to survive hard time. This won’t be some cushy little Sunday school prison where you are treated like royalty. You can make all of this go away by signing the document at the back of all of those pages in front of you. Don’t worry, we’re not asking you to step down. All we want is for you to be responsible for our well-being. If something were to happen to us, then your company will revert to a proxy of our choosing. I’m thinking about having it sold and the profits given to various charities.” Julia looked like she had gone through the wringer.

  With Marshall’s influence and money, it didn’t take all that much to get her released into our custody and care. She was angry, understandably so, but she didn’t think that her testimony would hold up in court. She didn’t want to take the chance of being grilled mercilessly on the stand until she broke down in hysterics.

  “I’ll sign your damn paper. You won’t have anything to worry about when it comes to me. This does not concern the contracts. That is something that is separate from all of this.” I thought that Marshall was going to put up more of a fight, but he was happy just to get that paper signed and have our lives back.

  The door opened and there was a buzz of activity outside in the hallway. Susan was in handcuffs and the police came in and read Lillian her rights. “I thought that you said that all I had to do was sign the paper and all three of you would leave me alone.” She was confu
sed, but she was about to learn that she had to learn to listen.

  Julia wanted to be the one to break the news. “I said that I wouldn’t press charges, but I said nothing about the doctors that you bribed. They weren’t exactly happy with the way that you used your influence. They decided that you had to be called in for your actions. I’m not going to testify, but I don’t have to. They already have my affidavit and that is a matter of public record.” I thought for sure that she was going to scream bloody murder, but she stayed perfectly calm and let them lead her away in shackles. It didn’t take much to learn that Susan was responsible for having Julia drugged. We just had to wait until the police could arrive with a warrant for her arrest.

  Everybody filed out and business was closed for the day. It left me and Marshall in the conference room looking at each other and then at the table. “I’m sure that she will get off on some kind of technicality or maybe pay for Susan to take the rap for the both of them. In the meantime, I think that we should leave a lasting impression on the very table that she conducts business.” I jumped up and grabbed him by his tie, pulling at his belt and then dragging his zipper down until I was able to reach into those black silk shorts for what I was after.

  “I like the way that you…THINK.” His voice raised an octave as I wrapped my hand around his length. “I think that can be arranged. I don’t think that I have ever been as excited about defiling a piece of office furniture.” I lifted my skirt slowly letting him see a hint of thigh until he was witnessing the fact that I wasn’t wearing panties. I had shaved with the lips looking puffy and quite inviting.