‘How To Catch A Billionaire‘ is a series I released in January that got caught between my Billionaire’s Baby books and New Beginnings. Because of my bad timing in releasing the book, I don’t know that many people even really know about the series.
So today I have decided to put the book on sale for $2.99 from $4.99 and to publish a teaser from the book so that people can see if they want to read it. The teaser for the book is below. You can purchase ‘How To Catch A Billionaire’ here.
‘How To Catch A Billionaire’ Teaser
“Jane, you will not believe it,” I squealed into the phone. “For once, my name has helped me.”
“What Sarah?” Jane whispered into the phone. “I can’t talk long. My boss is riding my ass.”
“So, you know how today was my first day at Zoom Corp. as a receptionist?” I could barely contain my excitement.
“Well, I am now a top executive working for Mr. Green himself. And the best part is, he is out of town indefinitely, so I have enough time to become as top executive ready as is possible.”
“What?” Jane’s voice increased in volume. “How did that happen? No offense but you are not a top executive, Sarah.”
I laughed into the phone. “Shh. So it turns out that another Sarah Smith was hired for the executive position but when I turned up, they just assumed that I was that Sarah Smith. I mean, I thought they were rather nice to the new receptionist but it turns out that they thought I was the exec.”
“Sarah,” Jane’s voice was worried. “What are you going to do when the real Sarah Smith shows up? Then you’ll be out of a job period and I do not make enough money to pay the full rent.”
“Don’t worry about it, Jane.” I looked around before I said my next words. “I called the other Sarah Smith and apologized to her but said the position was filled and we no longer needed her. I felt bad because it turns out she was really sick with the flu. But the girl went to Harvard Business School. She’ll be fine.”
“Oh my gosh. Sarah!” Jane laughed into the phone. “What did you do?”
“It’s okay.” I laughed. “No-one knows who the other Sarah is, turns out she only did a phone interview because she was doing some internship in London.”
“Well, if you think you can get away with it.” Jane sounded unsure.
“Jane, I didn’t go to school for four years to be an actress for nothing.” I spoke in an English accent. “It’s going to be fine. And get this, I am making $150,000 a year.”
“Right. We can move out of our dump and actually move into the city.”
“Can we move to the Upper West Side?”
“Hello…” I laughed. “I’ve already been looking at newspaper ads and Craigslist.”
“Sarah, I don’t know.” Jane’s voice still sounded unsure. “Do you really think you can get away with this?”
“I know so. My new boss, Lewis Walker loves me. I think he has a crush on me. There is no way that he will fire me.” I played with my long blonde hair as I walked to the subway station and smiled to myself. “Something is finally going right, Jane. Maybe you can even quit that shitty job.”
“Do you really think so?” Jane’s voice now sounded hopeful. She was working as a sales assistant at a cellphone shop and hated it. She had gone to school to be a history teacher but hadn’t been able to find an open position due to budget cuts in schools.
“Yes Jane.” I stopped outside the subway station so that I could continue talking to her without losing service. “In fact, why don’t you just walk out of there today? I get paid every two weeks and will be able to carry the rent until you find something you like.”
“Omg Sarah. Are you sure?” Jane’s voice got louder and louder with excitement.
“Of course. Do it. Leave now.” I started jumping up and down in the street, not caring who was walking by and thinking I was a mental case. “Our tide is changing, Jane.”
“Okay. I’m going to go and quit now.” Jane sounded excited. “I’ll see you at home later, yeah?”
“Yup. And then we can go out for drinks to celebrate.” I looked quickly at my watch. “But I have to go now too. My lunch break is almost over. I’ll see you tonight.” I hung up and raced down the stairs so that I wouldn’t miss my train. I was lucky, it pulled up just as I got to the platform. I grinned to myself, my luck had finally changed and I was ready to take on the world.
The train was pretty empty in my carriage so I was able to sit down and check my makeup. I stared in my compact mirror and reapplied some lipstick and mascara. My big blue eyes stared back at me, shining with delight and happiness. I didn’t have to reapply any blush because the cold was making my cheeks red enough. I smiled wildly to check my teeth for food and sat back with pleasure. Jane and I had moved to New York four and a half years ago from Florida to go to college. We had been best friends since high school and had been ecstatic when we had both gotten into college in the big city. She had gone to Columbia and I had gone to NYU. We had shared a studio apartment in Brooklyn since our junior year. Unfortunately, we both hadn’t studied something that had great job prospects and we were broker now than when we had arrived. I had always dreamed of being a big Hollywood actress (don’t ask why I live in New York) and all Jane had ever wanted to do was to teach 6th grade history. We had graduated jobless but we didn’t want to move back to Florida, so Jane had gotten a job in a cellphone store and I had looked for receptionist positions. We had just received an eviction notice about two weeks ago as well. If we didn’t come up with the last two months’ rent within thirty days we were going to be kicked out. Alvin, the landlord had offered us another deal but neither one of us was willing to have sex with him to stay in that dump.
I got off the train with new verve in my step. I walked back to the Zoom building with pride and a little twinge of worry. I mean, I’m not stupid. I was sure that I would be in a lot of trouble if they found out I was Sarah Smith, NYU drama graduate and new receptionist as opposed to Sarah Smith, Harvard MBA and new executive. But I figured if someone realized the mistake and approached me with the truth, I would just pretend to be confused. I had already practiced the lines I was going to say if that happened. “Lordy, Lordy, I don’t know what is going on here. I surely thought that God had blessed me on this good day and seen fit to find it in your hearts to give me the job I deserve and can do, even if my qualifications would lead you to believe otherwise.” I was hoping that whoever I spoke to wouldn’t recognize that I was putting on a Southern accent and send me to a mental institute; though that would be preferable to going to jail.
“Hi Maggie.” I beamed at the receptionist, who looked at me coldly. “I’m just going up to my office, you know the big one on the 30th floor.” I almost skipped to the elevator and giggled as I pressed the button. I couldn’t quite believe my luck. Lewis Walker hadn’t even given me any real work—he’d just handed me some files and told me to familiarize myself with Zoom Corporation.
“Hold the doors.” A deep voice boomed from outside the elevator and I quickly pushed some buttons. I watched as the doors closed and realized that I had pressed the close door button instead of open. Oops, I thought to myself. I didn’t think it was a super huge deal because the doors opened again before the elevator left but the man who walked into the elevator didn’t look too happy. “Didn’t I tell you to keep the doors open?” he snarled at me.
I frowned at him. “Sorry, I pressed the wrong button by mistake.” I attempted a smile at him but he continued snarling at me. “I mean it’s not like it’s a huge deal. You’re in here now, aren’t you?”
“What floor are you going to?” He ignored my comment and pressed the button for the 40th floor.
“Oh, I’m going to the 30th floor.” I smiled at him once again, hoping he would get over his bad mood.
“The 30th?” He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Yes.” I stopped smiling. He was annoying me.
“Are you visiting someone?” he questioned.
I thought about ignoring him but decided not to, just in case I had to work with him. “No.”
“So you are going to the executive’s floor because?”
“It’s noneya,” I said smarmily to him.
“Excuse me?” He frowned at looked at me like I was crazy.
“It’s none of your business.” I looked at him coldly and watched as he burst out laughing. I studied him as he laughed. He was actually quite a handsome man, especially when he laughed. He had perfect white teeth. I always look at the teeth first, I know it’s an odd thing to do but they are what attracts me first. He was tall, a lot taller than I was and I’m 5’8. I figured he was at least 6’2 or so. And he looked like he was quite fit, though I couldn’t be 100% sure, as he was wearing a dark grey suit. His hair was dark brown with sprinkles of grey. I couldn’t tell his age, his face looked like he was in his 30’s but the grey in his hair made me think 40’s. Not that it mattered to me. He was too old for me whatever his age was. At twenty-two years old, there was no way I was going to date an old man.
“What’s your name?” His voice interrupted my reverie.
“Why?” I looked at him suspiciously; worried he was going to report me to HR. That would be the worst thing that could happen. What if they looked up my file and realized the mistake they had made. Then I’d be making $25,000 a year as opposed to $150,000.
“Isn’t it polite to ask someone’s name these days?” He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Not a stranger’s,” I retorted, my blue eyes flashing at him.
He laughed a deep hearty chuckle. “I suppose you’re new here, huh?”
“Maybe.” I was determined to give him as little information as possible.
“So tell me.” He walked closer to me. “What do you think of Zoom so far?”
“Oh I love it,” I gushed before biting my lip. “I mean, it seems cool.”
“Have you met the CEO yet? I heard he can be an ass,” he whispered to me.
“Oh, you don’t work here?” I looked at him in relief. “Mr. Green is a great employer. One of the best I’ve ever had. It’s almost like he is my good friend, as opposed to my boss.”
“Oh really?” The man raised his eyebrows at me. “I’m impressed.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way but I would watch how you talk to people next time. I wouldn’t want to have to tell Mr. Green anything.” I looked at him smugly, the lies flying out of my mouth easily.
“Oh yeah?” He smiled at me. “I’ll be sure to watch my mouth next time. I don’t want Mr. Green on my ass now, do I?”
“No, you don’t. He can be really hardcore when it comes to me.” I smiled at him widely. “I’m one of his favorite employees.”
“Oh?” He paused. “So I guess you call him by his first name then, huh?”
“Of course.” I nodded.
“What is it again?”
Shit, I had no idea what his first name was. “Ben.” I smiled.
“Ben?” He cleared his throat. “Huh. I could have sworn his name was Harry or something.”
Shit! “Well, it is Harry but his, uh, middle name is Ben and he lets his closest friends call him that.” I thanked my lucky stars when the elevator finally stopped on the 30th floor. “Well, here’s my stop. Nice meeting you.” I hurried out of the elevator and didn’t look back to see why he was laughing. I was annoyed at myself for the farce I had played on the man. Hopefully, he was only here for something quick and didn’t do a lot of business with Zoom or I could find myself in a complicated situation.
“There you are, Sarah.” Lewis came into my office just as I sat down. He watched me as I applied some lip-gloss and smiled. I could see him staring at my lips and so I made sure to lick them a few times. I knew that turned men on and I figured it wouldn’t hurt to have him crushing on me. Not that I would want to date him. He was cute enough, he looked like a beach blonde surfer but there was something about him that was just too boyish. I preferred my men to be manly. Like the man in the elevator, I allowed myself to think about him for a second—he was hot. I could still feel a flush on my body from being in his presence. It was a pity that he seemed like an asshole and that he was too old for me. He was someone I could have gone for in other circumstances.
“Hey, how can I help you, Lewis?” I beamed at him wondering if he was going to ask me on a date.
“So, I have some files that I’d like you to compare for me.” Oh no, I groaned inside. “I just got word that Mr. Green is going to be back earlier than we thought and he’s going to want the information analyzed and in a report on his desk as soon as he’s back.”
“Oh ok.” I bit my lip. “Do we know when that’s going to be?” Please let it be in a week or two minimum I prayed, so that I would have enough time to figure out what I was doing.
“No, I’m not sure.” Lewis sighed. “Harry’s plans change all the time. It could be in a few days, it could be in a few weeks; I’d rather we got it out of the way now, so we don’t have to worry about it.”
“Sure, sure.” I smiled assuredly at him. “I’ll take care of it ASAP.”
“Great.” He turned around and then stopped at the door. “And if you could create some spreadsheets with some macros that would be perfect.”
“Uh sure.” Macros? What was that? I thought to myself. “I’ll get to that on my Mac.”
“Ok.” He laughed. “So glad to have you aboard, Sarah. We’ll have to go out for drinks one night and exchange Harvard stories.”
“That sounds good.” I beamed at him, while panicking inside. As he walked out of the door, I quickly went to Google.com and searched, “Everything you need to know about Harvard University.”
The afternoon seemed to drag on. The files that Lewis had handed me to create spreadsheets from looked like a foreign language. I was attempting to create a pie chart from the information but I had no idea what information was meant to be in the chart.
“Shit,” I grumbled to myself. I wanted to call Jane to moan to her but I was too scared that she had already quit her job. I didn’t know what we were going to do if she had quit and I got fired. “Shit, shit, shit.” I got up and decided to go and get a coffee from the break room. One of the perks of Zoom Corp. was that we got free coffee and snacks all day long. And I was going to take advantage of that perk as long as it existed.
“Hey Lewis, I’m just going down to the break room to get a coffee. Do you want anything?” I popped my head into Lewis’s room as I walked to the elevator.
“No, I’m good.” He smiled. “But you should go up to the 40th floor. They have a kitchen there that has much better snacks.”
“Oh?” I frowned thinking about the man from the elevator. “I thought we were supposed to go the break room on the ground floor?”
“Don’t worry about it.” He laughed. “I go up all the time. It’s closer.”
“Oh ok.” I nodded and looked at my watch. Two hours had passed since my ride in the elevator, I’m sure that the man had gone already. I decided to go up. I danced around in the elevator as I rode up hoping that would wake my body up from the coma it had gone into after reading the boring files. I got out on the 40th floor and sang to myself as I got out. I was dancing along to a Chris Brown song. I was singing when someone came out of a room and crashed right into me.
“Watch where you’re going!” I snapped as I readied myself.
“You bumped into me.” The someone turned around and faced me and I groaned. It was the man from the elevator.
“Oh, it’s you,” I snarled at him.
“Oh please, don’t tell Ben on me.” His voice sounded worried.
“Who?” I looked at him with impatience.
“Your friend Ben, the CEO?” He looked at me with a raised eyebrow again.
“Oh, yeah yeah,” I hurriedly answered him. “You better watch out. He’ll be back soon and then I’ll have to tell him everything that’s been going on here.”
“Oh please, have mercy on me.” The man grabbed his heart. “I don’t want to die.
I looked at him curiously. “Aren’t you a bit old to be acting like a fool?”
He looked at me with a cocked face and burst out laughing again. I didn’t know what he found so amusing. “I’m not trying to be rude here…?” I waited for him to supply his name.
“I’m not trying to be rude, Bradley but I think you are too old to be as rude as you are.” I waited for his reaction, hoping he wouldn’t start shouting at me.
“Well…?” He waited for my name.
“Well Sarah, I think we are only as old as we feel, right?”
“I guess so.” I looked at him with pity; only the old said such things.
“I’m not going to be rude and ask you your age but I think you’ll find that as you get a bit older, you’ll be a lot wiser and be the happier for it.”
“You’ll also find that older men are a lot better in bed.” He grinned at me.
“Excuse me?” I felt my face flush red.
“Older men make better lovers.”
“I understood what you said,” I snapped.
“So why did you say excuse me, Sarah?” He came in closer to me. “If you want I could show you how much better older men are?”
I swallowed hard as I stared into his eyes. I wondered how I had never noticed them before. They were a beautiful ocean blue and I felt myself sinking into them.
“I could lean down right now and show you what it’s like to be kissed by an older man.” He bent his head so that his lips were mere millimeters from mine.
“No.” I breathed and gasped as I felt his lips on mine, warm and gentle. I walked back into the wall and felt his tongue push into my mouth, exploring and touching the insides of my teeth sensuously. I opened my mouth to say something but instead found my tongue exploring his mouth. He must have just been drinking coffee because he tasted a little bitter but addicting. I closed my eyes and reached my hands up to his face to pull him away, instead I found myself playing with his hair. It was short and silky and the ends tickled my fingers. My eyes opened immediately when I felt his hands on my waist and I saw him looking down at me with sparkling eyes. I pulled away from him with as much dignity as I could muster and frowned at him.
“Now that was uncalled for.” I tried to sound mad but my words came out breathlessly.
“You didn’t seem to mind just now.” He licked his lips and I watched his tongue slide back and forth on his luscious lips. Lips I had just been kissing.
“I don’t think you gave me a choice,” I bit back at him. “I’ve a mind…”
“To report me to Ben?” He finished my sentence for me and I turned my face up at him.
“You’re lucky you don’t work here, you know.” I pointed at him. “Or I’d have you turned in for sexual harassment.”
“Really?” He looked at me with a curled lip. “Well that’s a good thing then, isn’t it, Sarah?”
I flounced away from him and ignored the butterflies in my stomach. He had been right about one thing, older men sure did know how to kiss. My body was still reacting to the sweetness of his lips. I wanted to feel his hands on me again. I wanted to run my hands through his hair and I wanted his tongue in my mouth. I shook my head to banish my thoughts. The last thing I needed right now was a sexual escapade.
“So Sarah, what are you doing up here?” Bradley caught up with me and I sighed.
“I came to get some coffee.”
“Oh?” He looked at me curiously. “Isn’t there a break room downstairs?”
“Yes.” I sighed. “But Lewis, my boss, said I should just come up here.”
“Lewis Walker?” Bradley asked with a slight edge in his voice.
“Yes,” I said surprised. “You know him?”
“You could say that.” Bradley looked at me with a frown. “You work with Lewis?”
“Kinda,” I said evasively, not wanting to give him too much information.
“Are you his secretary?”
“Excuse me?” I turned towards him. “How dare you?”
“Just because I’m a woman I have to be a secretary?” I snarled.
“Whoa there, soldier.” He looked at me warily. “You’ve got a bit of a temper on you, huh?”
“No,” I snapped.
“Oh ok. I was wrong.” He paused and looked at his watch. “I think I have to go now.”
“Ok bye.” I turned around and started to walk back to the elevator, deciding it was better to forget about the coffee at this juncture.
“Wait.” He walked up to me, grabbed my arms and turned me around before bending down and kissing me again. I felt my head going woozy and it was all I could do to stay upright. I kissed him back like my life depended on it and finally he pulled away from me and shook his head. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”
“Uhm, okay.” I didn’t know what else to say, as I was breathless.
“Do you want to go out tonight?”
“Go out?” I looked at him in shock. “With you?”
He laughed. “Most women don’t react that way when I ask them out.”
I looked at him and I could see why. He was gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. “Sorry, I don’t make a habit of dating older men.” Though I could be persuaded to date him. Very easily. But I knew it would be a bad idea. I’d had bad luck with the guys I dated before and I didn’t think he was the guy to break the tide.
“Who said it was a date?”
“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say to that. “Well, what would it be then?”
“Sometimes adults get together just for the hell of it.” He grinned a devilish grin. “But maybe you’re too young to know that.”
I frowned. If there was anything I hated it was being called too young for something. “I get together all the time with men,” I lied. I hadn’t been on a date in months and the last one had gone horribly.
“Good. I was thinking you might be a prude.” His eyes bore into mine as he spoke and I swallowed hard.
“Are you trying to make this some sort of booty-call?” I swallowed hard again, unable to believe that I, Sarah Smith was being propositioned for a booty-call with a handsome older man. This was not happening.
“Why? What do you kids call it now?” He did his eyebrow-raising thing at me again and I wanted to physically push his brows down with my fingers.
“I’m not in the…” I paused. I didn’t want him to think I wasn’t worldly. “We can go for a drink, I suppose.”
“Good.” He smiled and pulled out his phone. “Give me your number.”
“So I can call you later and figure out where we should meet?” He looked at me like I was a dope again.
“Oh.” I gave him my number somewhat reluctantly. There was no way I could get out of it now. “What’s yours?”
“You’ll get it when I call you.” His eyes twinkled at the look of fury on my face. He was really starting to annoy me.
“Anyway, I have to go back to work now.” I pushed the button for the elevator and waited.
“Yes. It would be good if you did some work today.” His laughter followed me as I rode down in the elevator. I studied my flushed cheeks in the reflective walls of the elevator and wondered if I had made a mistake giving Bradley my phone number. I wasn’t used to dating men and he seemed like he may be a bit more than I could handle. I shrugged my shoulders as I walked out of the elevator. I’d just go for one drink and that would be it. No big deal. And then I’d never see him again. I walked into my office and sighed, I had bigger concerns to worry about right now anyway. I pulled up my pie chart in PowerPoint and pressed delete. There was no way that this was what Lewis wanted me to create. I’d have to ask Jane what she thought when I got home. She was good with this sort of stuff. Maybe she could help me.
“Sarah, this is your lucky week,” Jane squealed when I told her I had scored a hot date. I hadn’t been planning to tell her but when she started asking too many questions about the job, I decided to change the subject. I wasn’t feeling as confident about keeping the job as I had been on the phone earlier and didn’t want her worrying now that she had quit hers. “Tell me all about him.” She clasped my hands and pulled me over to the couch.
“Well, he’s really handsome.” And arrogant, I thought. “He was dressed very nicely.”
“Has he graduated already?”
“Uh, yeah.” I paused. I didn’t want Jane to know that he had graduated many years ago. “I think he graduated two years ago.”
“Ooh, an older man.” She laughed. “That’s exciting.”
“Yeah, he’s older alright.” I grinned back at her.
“How exciting! You got a new fabulous job and now you are dating a new hot guy.” She grinned. “This is so awesome. If I wasn’t so happy for you, I think I’d be jealous.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t be jealous.” I smiled back at her weakly.
“So what are you going to wear tonight?” She jumped up. “Let’s go and check your wardrobe.”
“Oh. I wasn’t going to change.” I bit my lip. I didn’t want Bradley thinking I went home and got all dolled up for him. I wanted him to see me in my work clothes, unkempt and scruffy. Then he’d know I wasn’t interested in anything with him.
“Sarah. You cannot go on a date in a business suit.” Jane went through my closet and pulled out a dress. “What about this?”
“Uh, no way.” I immediately grabbed it from her. “This is a casual get together, Jane. I can’t go looking like I’m off to the prom.”
“It’s not that fancy.”
“It’s still too much.” I sighed. I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a black top. “This’ll do.”
“That top is not sexy, Sarah.” Jane frowned.
“I don’t want to look too sexy.”
“There is no such thing as too sexy, Sarah.” She grinned at me and held the top up. “Let’s make a compromise then, no bra.”
“No bra?” I screeched. “Are you joking?”
“Sarah, this is New York. And this top is too low-cut to look good with a bra.”
“I don’t wanna be popping out, Jane.” I pleaded with her. “It’s not like I am flat chested.”
“It’ll be fine, Sarah.” She laughed. “Change now and I’ll do your makeup and hair.”
I groaned and changed quickly. I looked at myself in the mirror and flushed. My boobs looked huge in the top and the cut made it look like they could pop out at any time.
“Sexy.” She grinned at me. “Plus, you know he’ll eat it up. You’ll drive him crazy with desire and have him begging you for another date.”
“Ha.” I laughed but something in me clicked. It would be nice to have Bradley wanting me. That would teach him. He was so cocky and full of himself. I’d have some fun with him tonight, make him think he was going to get some and then go home. That would show him. I laughed again, this time with a lot more joy. “Okay, make me up, Jane.”
She squealed with delight and ran to get her flatiron and makeup kit. By the time she was done with me, I looked like a sleek blonde bombshell. “You look amazing, Sarah.” She grinned. “He is going to be eating out of your hands.”
“Yeah.” I frowned and looked at my phone. “But he hasn’t called me yet. Maybe he changed his mind?”
Jane shook her head. “He’ll call.” And then as if on cue, my phone rang.
“Hello,” I answered the phone sounding bored, though my heart was beating with a strange excitement. I tried to ignore the feeling.
“Yes.” He chuckled. “It’s Bradley.”
“Can I help you?” I spoke in a prim voice and Jane looked at me oddly.
“Meet me in the Village at Bucks.” He didn’t ask so much as order me.
“Ok.” I had no idea where it was but I figured I could look it up on Yelp.
“When can you be there?”
“In an hour.” I figured that is how long the trains would take to get me out of Brooklyn and into Manhattan.
“Okay. I’ll see you there.” And he hung up. I took the phone away from my ear annoyed. I couldn’t stand it when guys were abrupt with me. Who did he think he was? I was even more determined to be a big tease and then leave him.
“Are you guys still going out?” Jane questioned me.
“Yeah. I’m meeting him in the city. Help me look up the place.” We went over to my laptop and pulled up the address on Yelp.
“Wow, swanky,” Jane commented as we looked at the photos and reviews. “That’s a nice place for a first date. I don’t know many guys that would take me there.” She sighed wistfully.
“Yeah, me either.” I didn’t bother adding on that most guys we dated were too young to even consider going for a drink at someplace that didn’t have dollar beers. “Anyway, I better go. I’ll see you later.” I gave her a quick hug and rushed out of the door.
I arrived at Bucks an hour and half later. The A train had been delayed and I hadn’t known how else to get there. I ran from the subway to Bucks and arrived extremely out of breath. I looked around when I walked in and saw Bradley sitting in a booth with a hot blonde. She looked like a model and I studied her jealously. I knew I was cute but I was never going to be a model. She started laughing at something Bradley said and reached her hand over to touch his arm. Surprisingly, he removed her hand from his arm and shifted away from her slightly. I was surprised. I would have thought he would have been all over the lady. I studied him from where I stood, he was wearing jeans and a white shirt and in the dark light, he looked younger than I remembered. He looked up, saw me then, and called me over. I walked slowly blown away by the warm smile he had given me when he saw me.
He stood up and looked me up and down before giving me a hug. “You look good enough to eat,” he whispered in my ear as he held me close to him. I felt my breasts pushed against the hardness of his chest and enjoyed the warmth of his body next to mine.
“You look like you are well occupied.” I gave him a tight smile as I withdrew from him reluctantly.
“Sarah, meet Alexandria. Alexandria, meet Sarah.” He introduced me to the model and I smiled at the lady, who just looked me up and down dismissively and then stood up. She reached over and kissed Bradley on the cheek. “Call me,” she said to him and then walked away. I watched her go, happy to be alone with Bradley.
“What would you like to drink, Sarah?” Bradley called over a waiter and ordered himself a scotch on the rocks.
“Uhm, Malibu Sprite, please.” I ordered a drink, even though I had told myself that I wasn’t going to drink that evening.
“So Sarah, are you going to tell me what you do at Zoom?” He smiled at her softly and adjusted his position in the seat so that his thigh was resting against mine.
“No.” I smiled at him sweetly and attempted to move away from him.
“Ok.” He smiled. “So what shall we talk about?” He moved closer to me once again and I felt him running his fingers up and down my thigh.
“You decide. You invited me.” I put my hand down on his to stop him from trailing it up and down my leg. I was starting to enjoy the feel of it too much and I didn’t want to let him think he could get whatever he wanted from me.
“So, tell me about yourself,” he whispered in my ear. I jumped when I felt his tongue slide in and out of my ear canal.
“Uhm, what are you doing?” I looked at him in shock, though I was starting to feel turned on.
“I just wanted to see if your ear was as sweet as your mouth.” He grinned at me and I felt butterflies shoot through my stomach.
“That’s not really appropriate is it?” I looked at him sternly.
“We’re both adults, right?” He grinned at me and started running his fingers up and down my thigh again. He looked into at my face and then deliberately let his gaze fall to my heaving breasts. “You have beautiful breasts.” He licked his lips. “Are they real?”
“Of course they’re real,” I shot out. “What do you think I am? A two-bit Barbie?”
“They just don’t look very real.” His voice was even as he looked at her. “Sorry.”
“What do you mean they don’t look real?” I frowned at him and looked down at my chest.
“They just seem too big and perfect to be real.” His voice held doubt. “I mean, I’ve seen plenty of breasts and these look fake to me.”
“Well, I can inform you that they are real.” I glared at him.
“Well, if you let me do the touch test, I can verify that.”
“The what?” I squinted at him. Did this guy think I was a fool?
“The touch test.” He leaned in close to me and slid his hand up my stomach and held it still just under my breast. “You see you can always feel if breasts are real or fake.” He slid his hand up so that it was cupping my breast. I gasped and stared into his eyes, mesmerized by his gaze and how good his hands felt on me. “Real breasts have a droop to them and,” he paused and pinched my nipple, which made me gasp, “when you pinch a real nipple the woman feels it.” His hand left my breast and he smiled. “I guess you were right and your breasts are real.”
I came out of my reverie and slapped him across the face. “How dare you manhandle me like that?” I glared at him. “I don’t know what sort of whores you normally go for drinks with but I’m not one of them.”
He looked back at me silently but his eyes were glowing with mirth. “Sorry.” He picked up my hand and kissed it softly. “I’ll not touch them without permission again.”
“Good.” I sat back and crossed my legs. I could feel that my panties were moist and I rearranged my legs again. Bradley had made me horny and now all I could think about were his hands on my thighs again.
“So maybe you can decide what we talk about then?” His voice was low and I had a feeling he was laughing at me.
“Why don’t you tell me what you do for a living?” I looked at him curiously.
“A bit of this and a bit of that.”
“Great answer.” I sighed. He was really starting to irritate me and I couldn’t stop thinking about his hands on me.
“So when did you graduate from college, Sarah?”
“I was wondering how old you were?” He smiled. “It might help me understand why you are so skittish.”
“I’m not skittish.” I glared at him.
“Most women I date are happy to feel my touch.” His mouth came down on mine and he kissed me again. I kept my mouth closed at first but as I felt his tongue slip into my mouth, I opened it up and kissed him back with as much passion as I could. I got lost in the moment and pushed myself into him, running my hands over his chest and allowing his hands to roam all over my back. When we eventually separated, he looked at me and grinned. “I guess you showed me.”
I laughed at the look on his face. He was gorgeous. When again would I have the chance to hook up with someone so handsome? I thought back to my plan to tease him and then leave but realized that was something an immature person would do. Every fiber in my body was telling me to sleep with him. To have a one-night stand with him. I’d never have to see him again.
“I guess I did.” Without thinking, I pushed him back into the chair and leaned in to kiss him again. This time I didn’t hold back at all and allowed my hands to run down his jeans and over his crotch. I grinned as I felt his intake of breath. I may be young and slightly inexperienced but I wasn’t a prude. I’d watched plenty of movies to have a few tricks up my sleeves. When I eventually pulled back, Bradley looked at me with eyes full of lust.
“Spend the night with me,” he whispered in my ears. “Let me ravish you.”
I leaned back and looked at him, unsure of what to say. He could sense my hesitation and leaned in towards me. “Let me show you what it’s like to sleep with a man, and not a boy.” He took my hand and guided it to his jeans and rested it on his crotch. “Let me show you how a man can fuck you.” I gasped at his words and involuntarily grabbed his cock. It was hard beneath my touch. It felt hard and thick and long through his jeans and I felt my body melting inside. He was right about one thing. The guys I had been with before had just been boys; nothing about them had been particularly exciting. This man had me feeling wetter and hornier from a kiss than I’d had ever felt before in my life. I closed my eyes and made a decision.
“Okay.” I opened my eyes and looked at him. “I’ll spend the night with you.”
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