Chris
This woman was maddening and even though I knew where we stood, I still wanted to push it. I wanted her to act as the other women around me acted, but it didn’t appear that it was going to happen. I called her up to be my assistant when I was giving my conference speech and while she had played along, I knew that she was not enjoying herself.
Stacy was the quiet type and putting her on the stage in front of thousands had really messed with her. I was trying to take her off of her game, but in the end it had all back fired on me and instead of her leaving with me after the event, there were several people that wanted to talk to her, not me after the speech. It was irritating, but I could see what everyone else seen in her.
The woman had a gentle way about her, though I knew from experience that she said what was on her mind, even if it was in a tiny voice. Her tongue was sharp and I had already been cut by it a couple of times. I didn’t want a replay of that, but I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to give up. How could I when she was absolutely perfect in all ways that I could see?
Stacy smiled at everyone and made people feel welcome. I didn’t get a smile like that because my drunken-self had ruined out first meeting, but I knew that I had to have the raven-haired beauty. She was hot and didn’t even know it. I loved women like that and I was going to get into her pants before we went back to the city. I wasn’t going to waste the mood of Jamaica without getting to her. It was hard not to feel sexy in such a place.
“Are you ready Stacy?”
“Oh Chris, sorry I forgot you were waiting for me. I would like to introduce you to Ali Mambia.” She looked to the man that she had been talking to and smiled. “Did I say that right?”
“You did Stacy. Your pronunciation was perfect.”
I jeered at the man and groaned to myself. I wasn’t the only one that saw perfection when I looked at her and I don’t know why I didn’t want anyone else to look at her. She was mine, even if she hadn’t agreed to it yet, I still felt like I was able to claim her as such.
“We need to get to lunch Stacy. We are going to be late.”
“Oh, well I guess work stuff comes first. Maybe I will see you again Ali?”
The man nodded and smiled and I for one didn’t return the look. Stacy was happy to and that just enraged me even more. What did she see in him that she didn’t see in me? Never had I wanted a second chance for a first impression so much in my life.
“Well how about we all go out together? You don’t mind, do you Chris?”
I didn’t know the man well enough for him to call me by my first name. I didn’t even know who the hell he was, just that he was encroaching on the woman I had my eyes on.
“Sure, that would be great.” It wasn’t great, but I didn’t want to seem like a man that was not confident in myself. I knew that it was going to look bad if I let them see how bothered I was by the man’s presence.
Stacy looked at me skeptically like she knew that I was bothered, but she wasn’t going to take me out of my misery. She agreed that it was a great idea and smiled at me in a way that told me she knew how uncomfortable I was about it all. That just made it worse that she knew.
***
Lunch was an affair that I could have done without. The man that went by Ali was not someone that I knew, but I knew of him. I don’t know his exact number, but he was in the billions like I was. He was stiff competition and for some reason Stacy responded differently to his flirting than to mine. To be fair he was a lot better with it, less cocky. I was sure it was because he wasn’t from America and in his culture things were different. Here the strongest one won and I didn’t understand why I hadn’t. I was obviously the stronger man, smarter man, but it was Ali’s jokes that Stacy laughed to, not mine.
“That was a great lunch, don’t you think?”
She was practically glowing and I didn’t want to see it anymore. “I guess it was okay. I wouldn’t have chosen that place, but I guess local cuisine is good to try, as long as you don’t get a disease out of it.”
Stacy waved me off like I was being silly and I felt that way, something I didn’t feel often. I felt off and I knew it was how she had acted at lunch, as well as the fact that she had promised Ali that she would go out to dinner with him tonight. She asked me if we had anything going, but I was too shocked to answer and now I wished that I had come up with something to keep her away from him. Ali just became my worst nightmare.
“Are you okay?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because you seem really upset all of a sudden and I was wondering if there was a reason for it.”
Didn’t she know that her flirting with Ali had really gotten to me? Surely she couldn’t have missed that?
“Just been a long day and I will be happy when the last conference is over in a little while. Are you going to be able to come and do your job or will that cut into your date?”
She waved me off like it wasn’t a concern. “It’s not a date Chris. It’s just two friends going out. He is interesting and more into the marketing side of things. I want to pick his brain.”
Why did that bother me more than her being attracted to him? I didn’t like her wanting to be around him because he was more interesting. That is what it boiled down to though and I groaned inwardly, my tongue hurting from biting it so much. I couldn’t say anything, even though I desperately wanted to so badly it pained me not to.
“I don’t think he will help you much Stacy. He is international and barely does any work here in the States.”
She just told me that it was an opportunity to see another side of it. “He is not in it to teach you about marketing and become your mentor Stacy.”
Stacy didn’t answer me or even look at me to make a comment, so I went on because I figured I was going to have to.
“He wants to get into your panties Stacy.”
She shot me a look and then moved her gaze out the window. “Do you really think that is a woman’s only worth, her panties?”
I knew this was a loaded question, but I wasn’t thinking very clearly. I wasn’t thinking about the consequences of what I was about to say.
“No, but I know that some hot chick like you, that is all a man is ever going to think about.”
Stacy actually looked sad from my words. “I know.”
I didn’t think she would agree with me. But it was the way she said it that bothered me the most. Suddenly, the truth was I didn’t want to be right. I wanted people to see how great she was without her smoking looks involved.
“So why are you going to go out with him then?”
Stacy shrugged like there was no other choice. “What am I supposed to do? As you said, they all are thinking about bending me over the table and taking me, or whatever, how am I going to learn if I ignore them all? I would never learn anything that I needed to know. If they aren’t too forward like you were at the beach, I can deal with it better. Ali may want that, but he is a gentlemen and I won’t have to worry about him too much.”
Her words were not what I was thinking. She certainly had a reason for why she was going out with him that made me feel a little better, but I didn’t like the way she made reference to me. What had I done so bad? Called her sexy? And why does she have to deal with it? Stacy talked like it was such a chore. I started to understand that while I said I had many secrets she didn’t know about, Stacy had a host of her own.
“I just want you to be careful. Keenan told me to keep an eye on you and I would be remiss if I didn’t say something about it.”
“Thank you for your concern Chris, but I am a big girl. I can handle myself.”
The driver was taking us to the conference center and I knew that I was going to have to go to a drastic measure for her to understand how false that statement was. Or maybe I just wanted to kiss her and see what happened.
Leaning in, I pulled her face towards mine and met her lips. I was soft for a moment before I deepened the kiss. She tasted like sweet cream and I wanted more as soon as I got ahold of her. It was no longer about proving a point. It was now all about the feel of her against me. I never wanted to let her go.
Stacy made a small sound in the back of her voice that stripped me of all thought and reason. I pulled her onto my lap, my hands pressing her bottom against the hard bulge in my pants. Stacy finally seemed to notice and pushed off of me suddenly. Her eyes were wary when she looked over from next to me.
“Do you see how unprepared you are to handle yourself Stacy? What if I was a man that didn’t take no for an answer?” It was scary how close I had felt to being that sort of man.
I wanted to take the innocence that I could taste on her lips. God, I wanted her badly.