I Promise You (16 page)

I stared at
him for a moment and he looked just ravenous. I started to walk towards the
table, slipping off things as I approached. He looked up and then did a double
take. He started to mix up his words as he spoke and I smiled.

He tried to
shush me away but I continued towards him. Now I was only in my underwear.

I wrote on his
notepad for him to keep talking as he looked at me quizzically, but I was in
that sort of mood, playful and naughty. I needed to de-stress.

How long could
he hold out? I give him five minutes max!

The man on the
phone was discussing a possible merger of their companies. I licked his ear
with my tongue.

They exchanged
background knowledge and figures and arguments for and against the proposition
etc.

I turn his
chair around and play with myself in front of him, which makes him go quiet.

“Are you still
there Frank”?

“Sorry yes
still here”

He loosened
his shirt collar, and I took off my bra and bent over him to feed him. He
sounded like someone trying to eat and talk at the same time.

“Sorry Frank,
you should have told me you were eating”. I try to stifle a laugh as Frank said
he was just taking a bite. He quickly bites my nipple before releasing it, and
we both smiled.

Frank now
seemed in the mood for my games and I liked it.

They continued
to talk business as I undue his shirt and pull it out of his trousers; he slides
down a little more in his chair.

I play with
his nipples and his head goes back, Frank using all his will to stifle a moan,
his cheeks starting to flush as he gripped the arm rest and I go down. I take
off his belt then unbuttoned his trousers and pulled it down, surprised to find
my friend was already there to greet me, as I put my hand around his semi hard
cock. He loses control and a moan leaves him.

“Tom. We need
to take a rain check, not feeling to well, struggling to concentrate right
now”. I looked up at him and waved my finger to say naughty, naughty. As I put
him fully into my mouth he sighs and the phone line goes dead.

“Are you
trying to kill me woman?”

“Thought you
needed a little pick me up” He gently put his hands on top of my head as he
continues to feed me, deep into my throat.

“Oh yeah” he
said, as I continued to suck him hard and fast. I could feel his veins staining
against its skin, the swelling in my mouth as it grew inside me; I pull back as
I licked the tip and the juice starts to flow. I push it back inside and he
didn’t hold out for long, he tilts his head back then forward as he watches me
suck him then comes inside my mouth, I felt the salty warmness going down my
throat as I swallow, he continues to feed me, pumping everything he had until
he had nothing left to give, his breathing erratic. I gave him one last suck
before I released him.

It was now
Monday and I was back at work after my great weekend with the girls and Frank.
I met up with Rebecca for a quick hello and got down to work.  I would be
working away Thursday and Friday in Leeds and I had asked Rebecca’s manager if
she could help me.  The initial answer was no, but as I pointed out how great
an asset she was in Miami, it did not take her long to change her mind, as long
as she produced a written report when she returned.

Frank was also
working away but he would be gone for a week and was leaving tomorrow morning.
That meant I would be alone for the first time since moving in with him in that
big house.

I worked late
that night getting all the preparation done which meant that nothing would
catch me off guard at the last minute and I could relax until I left.  By the
time I got in it was nine at night and Rosetta had left my dinner for me. I
joined Frank in the dining area and just curled up on the sofa. This was nice,
my man waiting for me when I got home.

We went to bed
at eleven but it was four a.m. when I was awoken by “Frank junior” giving me my
goodbye present and then I was alone.

Too
good to be true!

Frank had now
been away for two days and had rung me quite often each day; it was like he was
still at work and not miles away.

Rebecca also
kept the phone calls coming. I was sure Frank had told her to make sure I was
ok, which I was.

It only felt
strange eating at home by myself and going to bed without my heat source next
to me. I wanted an early night tonight as I would be setting off to catch the
six, thirty morning train to Leeds. I settled into bed and fell asleep and started
to dream.

It was
dark; I wasn’t sure where I was, only that I was cold and had nothing on my
feet. I heard screaming and realised it was coming from a woman and I started
to panic, I cried out to her but got no reply.

I tried to
stretch out my hand to find a switch but my hands had been tied to something -
a chair. The screaming got louder and louder and I could hear someone coming
towards me. I felt a sharp pain across my face and realised then, that the
screaming had come from me but still I couldn’t see.

My head had
been yanked back and it felt as if half my hair had gone with it.

Then she
spoke, “Whore Bitch” I would recognise that voice any day.

“Let me go.
Why am I here?”

“We told
you to watch your back but you wouldn’t listen.

I felt
someone pull something from behind my head and realised that I had been
blindfolded. After a few blinks I focused and saw them both, Jack and Isabelle
laughing at me.

I jumped out
of bed sweating, panic sweeping through me. I thought I had put these bad
dreams behind me; it was just too good to be true.

The same type
of dream kept coming back to me, and that’s what scared me. Could they be
planning something?  And if so, what would they get out of it besides seeing me
shit scared, because right now it was working.

It was nearly
five in the morning, so I decided to get up and have a shower, hoping that my
day couldn’t get any worse.

Rebecca met me
on the platform and I told her of my night. “Why didn’t you phone me?”

“It was late
and it was nearly time to meet you anyway, I’m fine just struggling to see why
I’m getting them again that’s all”

“Something
must be triggering it, have you been thinking about them lately?”

“God no" The
only reason I can think of is that Isabelle has been sending me emails and like
a fool I have been reading them.

And before you
say anything, yes it was a silly thing to do and I did delete some of them”

“How many were
there?”

“Seven. But I
skipped most of them; this one just drew my attention”

The train had
now pulled up and we took our pre-booked seats and popped our magazines on the
table for reading later.

“What was so
special about the one that drew your attention?”

“It was the
day Jack tried to rap…” I stopped short of saying the word, as I remembered she
didn’t know.

“I hope to god
you weren’t just about to say what I think you said”. I held my head down which
confirmed what she thought.  It was too dammed early in the morning to have
this sort of conversation but I knew Rebecca would not let it drop and deep
down I still owed her a lot so I told her what happened after I left work on
that day.

“Why didn’t
you tell me?” 

“It was bad
enough Frank finding me in that uncompromising position. He asked me to call
you but I couldn’t, didn’t want anyone else to know, I felt ashamed, scarred
that you may have judged me”

“Judge you? Is
that what you thought I would do?”

“At that time
yes, I blamed myself for letting him in”

“But you said
he forced his way in?”

“He did, but I
still blame myself for not checking who it was before I opened the door”. Rebecca
held my hand over the table and no more words were said.

The trolley
service came shortly afterwards and I ordered a large latte with extra sugar
and a bacon sandwich. Rebecca had a drinking chocolate with a sausage and egg
sandwich and we ate while looking at our magazines and talking about the latest
gossip from them. After that, the journey went quickly.

We headed
straight for our meeting and I had time for a quick de-brief with Rebecca
before we headed into the room. This was my plan originally on the train but
other things took over.

This meeting
was over two days and today’s meeting would be mainly introductions, going
through why we were there, what our  roles and responsibilities would all be
and an overview of what could be done to sort out the failing company etc..

I left most of
this ground work to Rebecca; I underestimated her abilities and only saw her
true potential at times like this. 

We broke for
lunch and I took that time to apologise again to Rebecca for not telling her.

“I can’t begin
to know what you went through. It was bad enough seeing what he did to you the
first time around, but then this, well it doesn’t bear thinking about. Don’t be
afraid to tell me anything, I’m not in any position to judge you ok, just
remember what I have said.”

“I will” and
with that we continued with our lunch.  I was now missing Frank badly and
needed him near me. We were both working so I didn’t want to send him a text or
to ring him, I would just have to wait until he contacted me first.

We closed the
meeting at three, thirty and headed towards our hotel to check in. We were both
on the same floor but only a few doors away.

My room was a
double, with the standard fixtures and fittings; I tested out the bed as I now
like them high thanks to Frank. I grabbed a quick shower and checked my phone.
There were two missed calls from Frank so I called him back.

That’s what I
missed today, his voice, he was so upbeat I was glad his meeting was going
well.  I gave him an update about mine and told him that I would be meeting
Rebecca for dinner at seven.

“I miss you
Frank, really miss you.”

“Is everything
ok?”

“Fine” I said,
“just miss you that’s all, the bed is too big without you.”

He laughs. “Be
home soon” and then he said the words I’d been dreading.

“I love you.”

 I paused for a moment then said it right back without even thinking.
“I love you too”. I was shocked at the quickness with which I said it, but then
I realised it didn’t make me feel awkward, it just felt right. My heart was
truly missing him and it made me feel like a love sick puppy.

Frank was in
Milan, meeting up with some of his old contacts he had made over the years. You
could say it was more of a social than business trip.

When he was in
his hotel bedroom he lay back on the bed and was thinking about the last few
months.

He thought how
lucky he had been to finally get the woman he had always dreamt of, even though
at the beginning he felt like it was only ever going to be a dream. 

He thought
back to that dreadful day he delayed going to her apartment when she met up
with Jack and he knew that day would haunt him for a long time to come. How
when he got there, the door was ajar and he could hear her screams, the way he
saw her tied up like an animal about to be butchered and the way he had been
fucking her, it made his stomach churn.

How could she
have been so naive? How could I have been so stupid?

This was the
man who she was about to marry, the man who would have given her children some
day, but was also quite happy to rape her, the words sticking in his throat.

Every time he
had been there for her and it had paid off, but just not this time. He wondered
how badly it may have gotten if he did not pass by at all, how far Jack would
have taken things, what damage he could have done to his precious Autum, images
popping into his head that he shook away quickly, to sick to be given the time
of day.

He remembers starring
at her without her knowing and how beautiful she looked and he wanted to pinch
himself at how lucky he had been. He worshipped the ground she walked on and
would always be by her side.

She fulfilled
all of his sexual needs and more, the way her naughty side came out when he
wasn’t or didn’t expect it, and he loved her for that.

He wanted to
show her off to the world and let them know she was his, and he planned to do
so, but first, he wanted to plan a trip to see his parents and introduce her as
his “future wife.” Even the words felt right.

He noticed she
sounded shocked when she heard him say that he loved her, but he truly did.
These were his feelings and he hoped she didn’t think he wanted her to say
something that she thought she had to say back for his benefit.

He smiled as
he thought about her beautiful face and the places she had explored with his
body, which now starts to jerk in response, he remembered how she had taken him
in her mouth, especially that day in his study when he tried his dammed hardest
to remain professional until she consumed him altogether, sucking the life out
of him.

No other woman
could have done that to him, and no other woman would.

She brought
out his desires before he got a chance to show them to her. She could read him
like a book.

He relaxed as
he pictured their last morning together before he left, the way he woke her up,
his face between her legs and her soft moans that greeted him. 

How she asked
him to fuck her so much, that every time her pussy throbbed, she would think of
him while she was away. He laughs out loud.

She was an
explorer, always doing something out of the ordinary, never shy, getting a kick
from the thrill, and he was only too happy to oblige. This was what she did to
him and he never wanted it to end.