She wanted to fuck me. I could feel it in the way she took my hand. After all this time, the heat between us hadn’t dwindled it had only intensified.

As furious as I was at her, feeling her hand inside mine, I could only think about pulling her into my arms and kissing her until we were breathless, ripping off her clothes with passionate abandon and fucking her right there on the conference room table.

“Ash, it’s good to see you again. I apologize it had to be under these circumstances.”

I released her hand and nodded.

“So am I, Ronnie. I must say I didn’t expect to see you here. I thought I was meeting with your father.”

“Have a seat. We have a lot of business to discuss.”

I sat down in the closest seat. I eyed her suspiciously. I have never had anyone catch me off guard like this. I was always ready, anticipating my opponent’s next move…but this…

This threw me.

Veronica sat across from me. She looked even more beautiful than I remembered. Her hair was still long and she wore it pulled back from her face. Her suit was a deep blue shade complimenting her eyes. Her lips were full and sensual.

“Yes, we do. So, it’s your father’s company who bought those shares. Why?”

Veronica laughed.

“Why wouldn’t we want Vitalife? The company is going to be worth a fortune soon. How was I to know you were interested in them?”

I slammed my hands down on the table. Water jumped out my glass splashing onto the table. Her eyes widened.

“Fuck, Veronica! You know that Vitalife is behind those clinical trials for the newest cancer drug. You know that my father died three years ago from pancreatic cancer! You know what this means to me. This is more than money.”

Veronica looked down.

“I’m sorry about your father, Ash. He was a kind man and I liked him very much, but business is business as you used to say.”

I glared at her. Rage boiled inside me and I felt it rising in the back of my throat like bitter gall.

“No one else had the information we had on Vitalife. It’s a nothing company about to go out of business unless someone bails them out. I was going to be that somebody. All you’re going to do is sell it off off piece by piece.”

“What makes you think that?”

“Since when do you work with your father? I thought you were in London with Phillips and Hartman?”

Veronica smiled and leaned back in her seat. She looked so smug I wanted to slap her.

“Haven’t you heard? My father is merging with Phillips and Hartman. Of course, that’s not public yet so maybe you haven’t.”

My eyes bulged. I couldn’t believe this was happening. The woman I once adored was now my opponent.

“Look, Ronnie, I don’t care why you’re here or the reasoning behind you buying those shares, but I want you to sell them back to me.”

Veronica shook her head.

“I can’t do that. You see we have a deal in place. One that can’t be broken. I’m sorry to have wasted your time bringing you down here.”

Jumping up I slammed my briefcase on the table. Startled, Veronica jumped back in her chair.

“No, Ronnie, I refuse to accept that. Vitalife means more than just money. They have a promising new drug that can help alleviate the suffering of cancer patients. This is bigger than us. This drug could help so many people. If you buy them out and sell off the company, that drug may never see the light of day. I want to ensure Vitalife’s success by buying them.”

Veronica folded her hands beneath her luscious breasts.

“Hurts doesn’t it Ash, when someone doesn’t do what you want them to do.”

I closed my eyes briefly. So that was it. She was still upset over our breakup ten years ago because I had refused to commit to her.

I snatched my briefcase off the table.

“Ronnie, please. I’m asking you as a friend don’t do this. Sell the shares back to me. Find another company to buy. Look beyond your own feelings.”

Veronica stood up.

“Ash, your words move me to tears really they do. But I can’t sell you back those shares.”

Walking towards the door, I turned back to her.

“You know, I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt. When I found out your father was involved with this I believed he simply wanted to buy and split up a company. I really didn’t want to believe that this was personal. Well, seeing you here made it personal and you bought the Vitalife shares deliberately knowing that I would be making a move soon. If you’re willing to let innocent people suffer because I wouldn’t commit to you ten years ago, I obviously made the right choice by ending our relationship. Congratulations, Veronica on your partnership with your father. You grew up to be exactly what he is, a bitter, cruel person who only cares about money.”

Veronica’s mouth fell open as I stormed out of the office slamming the door behind me.

* * *

Incensed by Veronica, I drove for hours. Tall buildings became houses and houses became countryside as I continued to drive until it was dark.

Tired of driving, I stopped at the first bar I saw. I was on the outskirts of Rochester in some tiny little town.

Pulling my Aston Martin into the parking lot, I saw that the place was packed.

I hesitated a bit before stepping out. This wasn’t the type of place I generally frequented, but tonight I wasn’t in the mood to run into anyone I might know.

I removed my tie and suit coat so I wouldn’t look quite so out of place. I threw the door open and glanced around.

Rock music was blaring from the speakers. The place was filled with smoke. I coughed as I made my way to the bar. Several women eyed me as I sat down.

“Hey city boy, looks like you took a wrong turn.” The bartender smiled at me.

I shook my head.

“No. Just passing through.”

“Whaddya have?”

Normally, I always drank scotch preferably Macallan, but there was no way this place would have it.

“Do you have Johnnie Walker?”

“Sure do.” The bartender quickly poured me a glass.

I took the glass taking a tentative swallow. It wasn’t nearly as smooth as Macallan, but after the day I’d had it would have to do.

Holding my glass I spun around to survey the rest of the bar. As soon as I turned I ran into a beautiful young woman. My scotch sloshed out of the glass and spilled all over her tight dress.

“I’m so sorry.” I exclaimed grabbing napkins from the bar trying to blot the liquid from her dress.

She smiled and shook her head.

“It’s fine.”

My eyes drank her in. She was small, slim waist and hips, medium sized breasts, long light brown hair. She was wearing a short pink dress and heels.

I was surprised to see such a hot woman in a place like this. All eyes were drawn to her then to me.

“Can I buy you a drink?” I asked looking down at her cleavage which was still damp from my scotch.

“Well since I’m wearing yours that seems fitting.”

I laughed and signaled for the bartender to bring drinks.

“So what’s a guy like you doing in a place like this? Did you get lost?”

“No, just passing through. I could ask you the same thing. You sure don’t seem like you belong here.”

She seemed offended.

“Well, I was born and raised in this crummy town so if anyone belongs here it’s me. My whole family lives here. So who are you? Some rich New York City businessman out here to hook up with some small town piece of ass?”

I swallowed the rest of my scotch.

“Not at all. I’m from the city, but I’m on my way to Rochester. I thought I’d stop in for a drink, but if you’re too good to talk to me I’ll get back to my scotch.” I turned away from her.

She looked down swirling the scotch in her glass.

“Sorry I was a bitch. What’s your name?”

I turned back to her. I knew that would do it.

“I’m Ash. What’s yours?”

“Ash, that’s different. What’s it short for?”

“Ashton.”

“After the actor?”

I shook my head. People always assumed that.

“After my father. His name was Ashler. What’s your name?”

“I’m Kimber.”

“So, Kimber, what do you do for a living?”

She slid her hand slowly up her thigh as she stared into my eyes.

“Ash, can we cut the crap? I want to fuck.”

My mouth went dry. I always get the lady I’m after for the evening, but ten minutes in was a record.

Was she a---?

Before I could react, she placed her finger on my lips.

“I know what you’re thinking. No, I’m not a hooker. Truth is, I just broke up with boyfriend. I caught him cheating with my best friend. We’d been together for five years. I was feeling lousy so I stopped in for a drink. Thought maybe I’d meet someone. I’ve always had a thing for high powered businessmen.”

She stopped and eyed me up and down. She made me feel so desired, so wanted.

“You fit the bill.”

“Kimber, I don’t normally fuck a woman within ten minutes of meeting her.”

Thirty minutes, yes.

“What do I need to do to convince you?” She began to run her hand up my thigh.

My cock stiffened as I peered down her dress. I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits were about the size of a small grapefruit. They would fit right into my hands.

I grabbed her hand pulling it from my cock. Dragging her toward the restrooms, they were locked.

“Do it right here.” She moaned as I spun her around and pushed her against the wall in the darkened corridor. The kitchen was right next to us and I could smell the aroma of greasy burgers being fried. The air was thick with cigarette smoke which hung in the air like a fog.

The place was dingy, dirty, and disgusting, but I wanted her right here right now. There was something irresistibly sexy about a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.

And I was going to give it to her better than she’d ever had it before.

I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her to me. Her hand reached back to grip my wrist digging her nails into my skin. Thrusting her skirt up, I pushed my hand against her soaking wet panties. My fingers found her throbbing clit and I stroked it roughly.

She moaned loudly as she suddenly spun around and dropped to her knees. She licked her lips as she gripped my cock inside her fist. I took a fistful of her hair and guided her mouth to my hard cock.

Kimber began running her tongue up and down my shaft before taking it into her mouth. She swallowed my cock down and my eyes closed in bliss. I could still hear the clanking of pots and pans in the kitchen next to us, but all I could focus on was my pleasure.

She attempted to take me all the way down to the base of my cock, a feat few women have been able to successfully pull off. With a few short gags and a tilt of her head, she managed to take my entire cock down. I sucked in my breath as my head fell back.

I felt her hands caressing my balls nearly sending me over the edge. But I wanted to feel her hot, wet pussy on my cock. I wanted to fuck her good and hard, right here, just like she wanted.

“Stand up.” I commanded.

She complied and I pushed her against the wall. I ripped her panties down to her ankles. Quickly, she kicked them off. I pulled the top of her dress down to bare her delicious tits. Her nipples were pink and hard. Taking them into my mouth, I sucked on them until she groaned loudly.

“Fuck me.” She whispered.

Spinning her around, I took her hands and placed them against the wall. Her ass was waiting for me to smack it. Quickly, I brought my hand down on her flesh relishing the smacking sound.

Startled, she attempted to turn around.

“No.” I commanded as pressed her hands to the wall. Rubbing my cock against her tight wet pussy, I eased myself into her. She cried out as my cock was stretching her to the limit. She became wetter and I began slamming my cock in and out of her. With each stroke, I could hear a wet smacking noise as my balls slapped against her pussy.

Her tits bounced as I continued to fuck her hard from behind. Suddenly, a slightly built Hispanic man came across us.

“Oh, excuse me, senor.” He blushed and quickly hurried away.

She barely noticed him as her head was thrown back her full lips parted. I wanted to hear her scream with delight.

“Oh my God!” She did scream. I felt her pussy contracting around my cock. She began furiously rubbing her clit as she came. My own orgasm began to build and then explode as I realized she was rubbing herself.

Sliding myself out of her, she wasted no time yanking her panties back on.

I pulled my pants back up and smiled at her.

“Oh my God,” she whispered falling against me. “That’s exactly what I needed.”

“It’s my business doing pleasure with you.” I winked at her. She was completely disheveled. Her long hair was knotted, her eye makeup smudged, and her lipstick worn away. There were blotches on her wrists where I’d held her against the wall.

Kissing her deeply, I bid her farewell. I watched her hop into her car and we both went our separate ways.

This had turned into a fabulous night.