Chapter 10
Brent
After our meetings yesterday, I hadn’t had a lot of time to check my emails. We had gone from one meeting to the next. Day meetings had turned into dinner meetings followed by drinks afterward to schmooze with the right people. By the time we had finished, it was past midnight and I was sufficiently buzzed, the alcohol singing in my veins and the world spinning around me. I crawled into my hotel bed and passed out without taking off my collared shirt or socks.
When I woke up the next morning, my head ached dully and I was uncomfortable after sleeping in my work shirt and boxers. I peeled the clothes off me and walked to the shower naked, getting in under a lukewarm spray that did nothing for my head.
After I nursed my hangover with a bottle of water from the mini fridge and dressed in a suit for the day’s meetings, I opened my laptop. I had to meet Joe in about an hour, but I wanted to see if Rena had replied.
An email from Rena waited in my inbox, and when I opened it, it had four attachments. I opened them and gasped.
These weren’t only nudes. They were naked photos of her masturbating. And fuck, they were hot. There were only four of them, but they were stunning. She was baring it all, and the expression on her face suggested it was all real. She had taken these while she had been getting herself off. The last photo was one where she was in the middle of an orgasm. I knew it was because I’d seen that face on her before and it was sexy as fuck.
I glanced at the time. I wished I had more time to study the photos in depth, to rub my dick to them, to imagine being there with her and causing her to make that face again. I wanted to fuck her so badly, and my dick was hard, aching for a release. The photos had managed to drive away the hangover I had, for now replacing it with raw need.
There wasn’t enough time. I closed the laptop and put it away. I had to meet Joe for breakfast, and God knows I had to get greasy food into my system if I was going to make it through the day. But knowing that Rena had responded to my email and sent me photos that were better than anything I could have imagined was plenty to pull me through until I could get some alone time to jack myself off.
I met Joe at the hotel restaurant for the breakfast buffet, and we loaded our plates with eggs and bacon. Joe looked as rough as I felt, and we sat in near silence, eating our food and drinking coffee.
“I love these business trips,” Joe said when we both went back for seconds.
“Is it all the food?”
“It’s all the alcohol.”
“Would be great without the hangover,” I said.
Joe chuckled. “What’s pleasure without pain?”
“You talk so much shit, even when you’re practically out for the count.”
Joe shrugged. I liked how light he always kept things through his jokes. My mind jumped to Rena and the photos she had sent me. I wanted to get back to the hotel room and study those photos properly. I wanted to stay in bed all day. Naked. I wanted to get myself off and then sleep for a few more hours before repeating the process.
But we had to see someone about a product launch. I couldn’t fuck that up. Product launches made or broke my revenue stream, and right now I needed it to run as smoothly as possible.
“Ready to go?” I asked when Joe pushed away his plate.
“Ready,” he said.
The meeting went well. It dragged on a little, but with a hangover, everything felt like it was dragging on. I struggled to concentrate. My mind was fuzzy after drinking, and I had Rena running around my thoughts, naked and incredible. I liked fantasizing about her, picturing her body and thinking of all the things I wanted to do to her.
When the meeting was over, Joe pulled me aside.
“What do you think?” he asked.
I had to admit I hadn’t paid much attention at all.
“I don’t know,” I said, hoping it was the right answer.
“I think we should do it,” Joe said. “It’s new and different, but it might be exactly what we need.”
I nodded. “I think we should go with our gut on this one.” I still had no idea what it was about. We had discussed a launch strategy, but that was all I knew.
“Okay,” Joe said, nodding. “I’ll set it up that way, then. I’ll have them send you the paperwork like before so we have it on file.”
Thank God. If Joe did that, I could read what it was all about and not be left in the dark. I was faking it, but it had worked.
“That sounds like a plan.”
Joe nodded, satisfied. “Let’s get this shit done. I miss Shannon. I want to go home.”
That wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. Not today, at any rate. But I didn’t say it out loud. Shannon and Joe were practically joined at the hip. He always looked sort of wilted when he was away from her. He always acted like he didn’t need his woman, until he did need her, and then the truth came out. If I ever considered finding love, I wanted a love that looked like theirs. It wasn’t clingy and annoying, and it was a two-way thing. Joe was happy, and it wasn’t because he had chosen to submit. It was a partnership.
I wanted that if I ever settled down. Not that I was going to settle down, but there it was.
We handled another two meetings before heading back to the hotel.
“I’m happy with what we did today,” Joe said. “We’re signing that contract soon for the new launch, and we settled a lot of things. I feel like you might not even need me here anymore.”
I chuckled. I knew Joe wanted to get back to Shannon.
“Why don’t you go?” I asked.
“Go where?”
“Home,” I said. “To your wife.”
“Really?” Joe asked, his face lighting up. “You’re sure you can handle it?”
I nodded. “I think I can figure something out. It’s only a few more meetings, and if you’re really needed I can Skype you into the meeting.”
“I like that idea,” Joe said.
We headed to our separate rooms. I opened my laptop as soon as I was locked in my room and looked at Rena’s photos again.
Fuck, she was so damn hot. I didn’t know what it was about her, but I had to have her. The photos were fantastic, but it was still nothing compared to the real deal. I pulled down my pants and palmed my dick, sliding my hand up and down my shaft. I stared at her photos as I pumped my fist until I orgasmed.
I groaned and pulled up my pants before washing my hands in the sink. A self-inflicted orgasm was great, but I wanted Rena. I wanted her in person, here with me.
That gave me an idea. If I had Rena here, I could fuck her as hard and as long as I wanted with minimum risk. It wouldn’t be at the office where I could get caught. I just had to play it right.
I walked to Joe’s room and knocked on the door. He opened a moment later.
“I was thinking,” I said. “If you’re flying back, let me fly Rena out. That way if I need help, she can cover me. You can run the office at home, and you get to be with Shannon.”
Joe nodded without thinking about it. “That sounds great,” he said. “Rena has a good head on her shoulders.”
She had other assets, too, I thought.
“I’ll book the tickets,” Joe said. “I’ll book Rena’s, too. You can send for her when she lands, and everything will be grand.”
“Right,” I said.
When I walked back to my own room, I grinned to myself. Joe’s mind had been on getting back to Shannon. It hadn’t been suspicious that I wanted Rena here because she was my secretary. I couldn’t wait to see the woman naked in person. I wouldn’t have to rely on photos to jack myself off to. I would be able to stick my dick into her personally, to lick and taste and suck every inch of her body.
My dick twitched again despite the recent orgasm I’d had.
I would fuck her here, far away from where we could get in trouble, and it would be the best sex ever because there would be no reason to hide. I loved it when my plans came together.