Chapter 7 – Ben

With a long exhale, I put my phone down on my desk and wrapped Vanessa’s long, brown ponytail around my hand as I guided her head up and down my cock.

It had been ten hours since I dropped Pam at her apartment and the anxiety of the wait was getting to me. Usually, I had an alphabet of fallback plans to any business decision I made, but this time I didn’t. Pam was the only woman I could see by my side for any length of time, the only one I knew the board would approve of and my only way to regain my company. With only four days left until the big voting meeting, I needed her to agree to my proposal today so we could get married over the weekend and get this problem over with.

Since sex was always my preferred method of relaxation, I was thrilled when Vanessa showed up in my office looking to add a little something extra to her internship curriculum. However, to my surprise, not even Vanessa’s skilled mouth was able to get me to relax. Despite how good she was making me feel, my mind was still on my phone and on the call I was not getting.

I continued to guide her head up and down my shaft with one hand and reached for my phone with my other one. I turned on the screen to check if there were any missed calls or messages but saw none. With a sigh that had nothing to do with the sexual act I was receiving, I turned off the screen and returned the device back to its previous location on top of my desk.

Closing my eyes, I tried to empty my mind and focus only on the delicious sensation of Vanessa’s mouth sliding up and down, her tongue circling the head of my cock and her teeth grazing against the soft skin of my length. For about a second, my efforts paid off, and all that existed was me, her and the moment. In the next second, however, my phone rang, my eyes opened, and everything else—Vanessa and her mouth included—faded to the background of the most important call I’d ever receive.

Sliding my thumb toward the answer button, I brought the device to my ear and said, “Hello, Pam.”

“Hi,” she greeted back seemingly surprised by the warm tone of my greeting. To be honest, it surprised me as well. “Is now a good time or should I call you back?”

“Now is a perfect time,” I quickly said and received a stink eye from Vanessa who pulled back until my cock was completely out of her mouth and then threaten to stand up.

With a roll of eyes, I tightened my grip on her hair and shook my head, letting her know I wanted her to stay right where she was. Understanding who was the boss, the girl nodded and sank back to her knees but kept her brown eyes focused on mine. A slow smirk curled on my lips at her submission, and as a reward, I guided her head closer to my crotch so that her lips touched the tip of my cock and I bounced her back and forth just slightly against me.

I returned my full attention back to Pam. “Have you thought about my proposal?”

A heavy sigh sounded in my ear and for a moment worry gripped at me thinking that she would refuse. But then, she said, “I have, and I’m inclined to accept.”

Her words filled me with a kind of peace and joy that was almost orgasmic. To celebrate, I pushed my cock a bit more into Vanessa’s welcoming mouth.

“That’s the best news I’ve got all day. Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I can’t wait to marry you.”

Vanessa angled a brow and momentarily stopped sucking me. I gave her a stern look that put her right back to work. In contrast, Pam chuckled on the other side of the line.

“Easy, husband-to-be,” she teased. “I have a few requests before we go setting the date.”

My brows pulled together with annoyance, but I managed to keep the emotion out of my voice as I demanded, “What requests are those?”

There was a moment of silence, and then she said, “Well, I want to make sure Jessica is taken care of. She’ll have to give up her home and routine to live with us, and I want to make sure that once this is all done and over with she’ll have gotten something out of the deal as well.”

“Okay. I’ll increase the settlement,” I said with a sigh. Then, in my contract negotiating voice, I asked, “Give me a number.”

“That’s not what I’m asking for, Ben,” she deadpanned sounding a little offended. “All I want is for you to pay Jessica’s loans and tuition. She’ll be an amazing and successful surgeon one day, and I’d like for her to be worry free until she gets there.”

A smile cracked on my lips at her request. Hearing her concern for her daughter made even more sure that I had chosen the right woman to fulfill my father’s last wish. Fake marriage or not, I knew my wife would be someone he would approve.

“Consider it done,” I told her. “I’ll also add a new car and an allowance of ten thousand dollars a month for her expenses until she’s done with her studies and her career is solidified. That way she won’t have to worry about anything other than reaching her full potential.”

“Ben, you don’t . . .” Pam started, but I quickly cut her off.

“I know I don’t have to do that. I want to. Just marry me and everything will be worth it.”

As Pam finally gave me the “Yes” I was looking for, Vanessa stopped sucking and stared daggers at me once more. Happy with my fiancée and annoyed with my intern, I pulled my cock from her mouth but kept it touching her lips as I finished my conversation.

For the next few minutes, Pam and I discussed the details of our wedding, and when everything was settled, we said goodbye. Once I had hung up the call and my phone was back on top of my desk, I turned my attention to my rebel intern.

“Why did you stop?” I asked in a stern and commanding voice.

Vanessa rolled her round eyes. “You were discussing marriage—your marriage—to some chick. Do you really think I was going to keep sucking you while you did that? I’m not a whore, you know?”

“Yeah, baby. I know,” I assured her with a smile. “But I’m not planning any weddings now, so you can get right back to where you stopped because I was enjoying what you were doing.”

She rose a challenging brow at me. “Why don’t you go ask your wife to finish it. I’m not looking for a hook up with a married man. My dad cheated on my mom, and I don’t plan to put another woman through that kind of pain.”

Losing my patience with her, I tightened my grip on her hair and leaned down, so my face was just inches away from hers. Holding her gaze, I said, “My personal life is mine, and I don’t owe you any explanations. I’m enjoying our time together and would really like to continue seeing you, especially because my marriage is going to be anything but traditional and she doesn’t mind, but if you want out, that’s your choice.”

We stared at each other for a while, and I could tell that despite her words and reluctance she wanted to continue just as much as I did. Her head was telling her to walk away, but her body wanted me—the usual reaction.

After a few deliberating moments, she sighed and cracked the tiniest smile.

“Well, if she doesn’t mind . . .” trailed off and slid my cock back inside her mouth.

Finally, with my worries behind me, I was able to relax and enjoy Vanessa’s impressive skills. She fucked me with her mouth and massaged my balls until my body exploded with a much-needed orgasm.

Once I was done, and she had swallowed every last drop of my seed, I gave her a peck on the lips and helped her to her feet. As I tucked my cock back inside my pants, I smiled and quickly dismissed her. I had, after all, a lot of stuff to do and cuddling a casual fuck wasn’t one of them.

As soon as she was gone, I picked up my phone and called Hank. Now that I had a clear plan, I was eager to put it work and finally get the position and the power I deserved.