Tell Me Carter

Chapter 4: Unbelievable

I walk away from my i***t brother to look for Ms. Cadwell. I check the ballroom, and she is nowhere to be found. Thinking she must be trying to hail a taxi, I run outside but don’t see her. I hope she didn’t leave already. Heading back in, I see the jerk from earlier standing outside the ladies’ bathroom. Maybe he knows something?? What’s this guy’s name? My brother doesn’t know this, but I look at the photos in the employee directory to make sure I recognize everyone. Jack…No. Jim…James!

My memory game is interrupted by the screams and cursing that is coming from the bathroom. I walk in just in time to hear Ms. Cadwell say, “I don’t need any more attention.” Huh?! What the f**k??? Surely she didn’t plan this. Unbelievable. One of her little friends insults my suit, and after threatening to fire everyone, they finally leave. I need to sort this s**t out. What a f**king mess! I can’t believe I showed up to this s**t! She turns her back to me. Her a$$ is on full display. My c0ck hardens in my pants. I want her right here. She clearly knows how to use her mouth, and obviously, her talents were wasted. She leans over the sink and stares in the mirror at her reflection. There’s mascara running down her face and the front of her dress. Her hair is wild. She’s breathing slow and taking intense breaths. All I can think about is f*****g her.

“Am I boring you, Miss Cadwell?” She looks up, surprised—which was my intent. “You do realize there is zero-tolerance for pornography in the workplace. That stunt you pulled is grounds for termination!” This is crass, but I need to know it wasn’t her. That she didn’t plan this. She explodes—which is even more of a turn-on—and attempts to storm out but slips. I stop her from falling and help her to her feet. Her body is soft. I’m tempted to brush her hair away from her face and kiss her neck. I bet she likes to be teased. Does she like it rough? She is so sexy. It doesn’t matter. I push these thoughts to the back of my mind and speak. “That’s Mr. Elliott to you. If you are ready to leave, I’ll have my driver take you home.”