The Perfect Gentleman

Hartford Co

Samael

It’s been two whole weeks since I last laid eyes on her. Since that magical night that I took her back to my hotel room. I can still remember her smell and how sweet she tastes. I smile at her and I can see a blush creep up her neck. How I wish I could run my tongue right up behind it. Damn I need to calm down otherwise I’m gonna have a raging erection all during this meeting.

I was fully prepared to let Luna go, a small incident transpired recently that reminded me why I had to do it but now, now it seems that the Gods have smiled down on me, this must be fate. Now I just need to find a way to use it to my advantage. I must have little Luna screaming beneath me once again.

The meeting progresses around me I spend the whole time staring at Luna, I keep replaying the images from our night together in my head. It’s driving me a little crazy, I’m dying to hear her moaning for me again. She catches me staring a few times but I don’t care I want her to know that I want her. That’ll make it easier for us later. I smile to myself.

I’m mesmerized by the way she is biting on the end of her pen, rolling it between her teeth and teasing her plump bottom lip. I close my eyes.

‘Oh my God! Oh my God! Yes Samael!’ Her screams fill my head and I swear I can smell her sweet arousal.

I take two calming breaths to try to get myself under control. I at least need to pretend I’m interested in what’s going on in the meeting. Even though I have Anton, my personal assistant, accompany me to all my meetings to take notes and arrange follow ups I usually am quite involved in all my meetings. Except this one. And especially as Luna seems to be somewhat uncomfortable and trying her best to avoid my gaze what else could I do but turn up the heat a little and enjoy watching her squirm.

I sit back and take in her blazing golden brown hair that she’s got pulled back in a sleek professional updo. I take in her beautiful round eyes that are sparkling with life, her full lips still playing with that lucky pen. I take in her grey blazer and matching skirt that swayed so confidently when she walked into this room, the white silk blouse that she’s got underneath and the rise and fall of those perfect delicious looking breasts. It’s nice seeing this side of her, this professional I can do it all side of her. Comparing it in my head against the behind the doors version of her makes me wish I could keep her, that’s the best of both worlds in one woman, what sane man could resist that. I lick my lips while I ponder on that last thought for a few moments.

The meeting is starting to wrap up, they break out in groups and start talking about the details of the next few meetings and which parties need to be present when. My assistant of course handles these aspects for me so my presence is no longer required. Perfect here’s my chance.

‘Hey Ricard, a moment please.’ I call out to Luna’s boss.

I suggest some planning time with Luna for the campaign and easily turn it into a dinner for just the two of us that as the client, no one can really refuse. I’m feeling on top of my game as I stroll out of the building. I have plans to meet Luna for dinner in two hours to ‘discuss the campaign’ and I can’t wait. I lick my lips again, habit of mine, I can’t believe I get to have more of sweet Luna after all. But first I need to come up with an explanation for the last two weeks.

Luna

I’m here currently waiting for everyone to exit the conference room thus ending our first meeting with Hartford Construction. My first ever meeting as a Project Manager. Overall I would call it a complete success. After everyone finished planning and arranging their next steps they grabbed some of the refreshments provided and chatted amongst each other while they ate. Samael hadn’t stuck around though, after arranging our dinner he headed right out of the conference room and out of the building. I did see the young guy that was with him stay and eat though. He looked a little in awe of his boss to me. He was a tall lanky kinda guy, super young with blond hair and nerdy cute type glasses. He seemed to relax notably since Samael left. Samael probably keeps him on his toes, he seems like the type. The way there was a slight hint of dominance that came off of Samael that night, hidden unders all those layers of hot and sexy gentleman.

Mmmm that night, after he and his friend sat at our booth he immediately introduced himself to me. He asked me my name and about myself, he seemed so genuinely interested and I was more than flattered, I mean come on… have you seen him? He called a waiter over and ordered drinks for our table, I didn’t even have to tell him what I was drinking he already knew. I must admit I was kind of impressed and again flattered that he had spent so much time observing me. I mean I’m sure he could have any woman at that club, on any given night he’s that fine and clearly that wealthy! How did I just gloss over the fact that again Samael is the client! That means that Samael has got some serious money, I can’t believe it. Again… why is he interested in me?

I remember him opening every door for me, club door, car door, hotel door. It was so foreign to me and so nice and being showered in constant compliments, I’d felt like a princess. But more than anything it was the way he looked at me, like I was the only one that mattered.

‘Luna, are you day dreaming?’ My boss Richard said from the door. ‘Meetings over honey, it’s time to go. Great job by the way Kiddo, Let’s makes sure to keep Mr. Hartford happy. Enjoy your dinner, be sure to use the company credit card and I’ll see you tomorrow, I’m heading out now.’

‘Thanks Richard, I’ll see you in the morning. Enjoy your evening with Linda.’

I head to my office, it’s also new by the way and pick up my purse and keys, I figure as I’ve got this client dinner to go to I may as well head out a few minutes early. I rush home to freshen up before I have to meet Samael for dinner. I know this is just a client dinner but I still know I need to be careful with him, I can’t let what happened last time happen again. I am not that easy AND we work together now, I can’t let him or his perfectly chiseled body and magical tongue cause me to lose my job. I need this job and hell I like my job, I’m good at it.

I take a quick shower and pull on a long red close fitting business casual type dress, one that holds my few curves nicely enough. I still want to look good at this meeting, I mean after all even though I can’t have him anymore, we’ll right now, while we are working together, I can still kind of pretend it’s a date in my head. I mean after all I did spend the last two weeks day dreaming about the man. I check that my updo is still neat and classy, I apply a small amount of make up and lip gloss and I slip on some nude heels. I head out to meet the taxi that he’s sent for me.

We pull up outside the restaurant at 705pm. It’s called Mauricio’s and it’s a super nice Italian spot downtown, yet another hard to get a reservation at place that I find myself at. I open the cab door and step up and into Mauricio’s. Here goes nothing.