There is nothing sexual in this text,so skip this if you want a hard on.
Yes,it is written by me, testing my English skills. No, its not real. Just a fantasy.
10 PM. Highway. It's been a hell of a long day at work,second week of working overtime,and I'm starting to hate my job,little by little. Every day there's a problem,someone wants something from me,the team is behind 2 weeks with this project...and, today,of all days,we got ourselves a new business partner. Supposedly,we should have met by now,by video-conference,but he didn't show. Why is it so difficult to be punctual?!
I have 50 more miles until home,and driving relaxes me. 45... With the corner of my eye,I see something on the side of the road,...running?!?! This can't be! Suddenly I feel stalked,and my senses heighten. What was that?! It looked like a man,but running with the same speed I'm driving?! No way. "Get a grip,woman!" Easy to say,hard to be done. 20 miles. C'mon already! Why is it taking so long to get home? The road never seemed so difficult until now. Suddenly something passes from one side of the road to another,in a split second. The car freezes,it's a good thing I have new brakes. Wtf was that?! Did I hit it? I'm trying to breathe, to cool off the adrenaline rushing through my body. I realize I had gripped the staring wheel so hard,that my fingers hurt. "Relax already! You are going mad,for sure! Nothing could appear and disappear so fast that you would see it and yet don't run it over." ...Right? "Of course dummy!" Hehe! The strong voice of reason gave me some support for my broken thoughts. I'm trying to start the car again,but no response from the battery. "Oh come on,man!!! Is it going to be like in those cheap horror movies?! Some weird lab experiment got loose and is going to kill me now,when my battery decided to die,in the middle of this stupid highway?! And to top everything,no one is passing by!" Indeed,not a soul...wth?! Cell phone? Where is my cell?! Oh,at work,plugged for charging. Great! Ok,now I'm pissed! Gathering my nerve,I open the door and descend from my old Toyota, at least if someone would pass,they would see me. It's dark...too dark. A feeling of unease makes it's room to my veins. Shit! At least it's not cold outside. And something is moving in the dark...someone is walking towards me! Crap! "Should I run? Where? If I stay here,maybe he'll go away ...Maybe." And this being said loud in my head,I leaned to my car and lighted a cigarette.
-Good evening! he says,in an elegant and soothing voice. And he comes closer,so I can see him better. He's blonde,tall,slim and ...dark. Yeah,that's the word,dark. There's something about him... -Problems with your car?
-Ummm,yeah. It won't start anymore,I think the battery is dead. I had to stop suddenly and forgot to turn off the lights. "He's beautiful."
-Let me see,maybe I can help you. "Huh,really?!"
-ok.
Popping the hood made me think that staying inside is a good idea. And blocking the doors. "Chicken! No more horror movies for you!" Hmmm... The knock in my window wakes me from my thinking. -I think it's done,try to start it again.
Well,let's try. Indeed,it started! Omg!
-Thank you, I guess. How did you do that?!
He smiles a crooked smile, and says: -Old habits die hard, I had a summer to learn how an engine works.
-Ok,then. Can I take you somewhere? At least that I can do,after your help.
-Um, if you want to... I live at the far end of the city,it's a long way.
-So what were you doing on foot?!
-I like to walk a lot,it refreshes my thoughts. And a weird spark lighted his eyes. Holy shit! He's a serial killer! "He's not a serial killer,you moron! He's just...gorgeous and mysterious."
-Well hop in! We have a long way ahead.
And the minute he got into my car,I forgot whatever I wanted to say. I mean,I was aware and all that,but my mouth wouldn't listen to my brain,and I couldn't say a thing. I just stared at him,with the corner of my eye, admiring his beautiful face,and enjoying his gorgeous eyes. Speaking of his eyes, they were the colour of...the sky,bright blue sky. Almost neon. Hmmm...perhaps that's entirely normal,there are so many things we don't know. After a few directions,we got to his house. Which was in the middle of nowhere,by the way. Truly. Only a few trees around, and that's it. Hmmm,I didn't knew that someone lived in this area.
-Would you care to join me for a glass of wine?
-Huh?! Ummm,its late, I should go home,tomorrow...I mean,today (as it is 2 am) will be a long day.
-As you wish. I was just trying to be nice, no hidden intentions here!
-Well,maybe one glass wouldn't hurt. "Aren't you giving up too easy,miss?! GO HOME!" That's not going to happen.
And so we are inside, the living room is very well furnished,good taste is everywhere. -Is that a Rubens painting?
-Yes,actually it is, a gift from a dear friend.
"Some friend,a painting like that costs a fortune!"
-Have a seat,please. And he puts 2 glasses of Cabernet Sauvignon on the side of a small table.
-Are you always that nice? I mean,not that I don't usually meet nice people,but you have a distinct way of speaking.
Did I mention I too straight forward for my own good health?!
- hm,well let's see: considering that I am older than you,maybe that's a plus. I like to speak with a British accent, it makes my tongue roll easier.
"Tongue? Your tongue...holy crap,you are kiss able! Maybe its the wine..." But he is totally kissable...his mouth is so...delicate,and his skin is white and perfect. And the eyes...they look brighter than in the car... Wth did he put in my glass?!
-So what are you doing in town? I didn't knew that there is a house in this area of the city.
-I had it built this spring,so that I can move in this April. I am a partner in a construction company, and I wanted to be close to work. So I will be living here for a while.
-I see... "Did he come closer? Maybe my vision got better...but he is definitely closer,and still moving towards me. Why can't I move?" He stops for a second,split second,to look into my eyes,looking for a sign of rejection. But there wasn't any. I wanted to kiss him,to feel his arms around me. The second his lips touched mine...I froze. He was COLD! ICE COLD. How can that be? His fresh wintry breath brushed my lips,as he asked: -Are you ok?
I mumbled a Yes,and forgot to breathe on my own. His mouth tasted delicious...soft,cold,and the air around me disappeared for good. When I woke up,I was laying on a couch,with a cold compress on my forehead. A pair of blue eyes was eyeing me,evidently worried.
-Are you okay? You scared me for a moment.
"No shit?!"
-yes,I'm fine,I think I had too much wine for one night.
-Ok,then. I will take you home now, and I am driving.
It was no use to argue...he was too convincing. And so we were back in my car,this time I was on the passenger seat,absorbed by his appearance,intoxicated with his presence. In about 30 minutes we were in front of my house,even though it usually took one hour. He gets out,handing me the keys: -Do you want me to take you in? "NO!" -Yes,please,I'm afraid my feet aren't listening to me right now.
-I see. And he takes me in his arms,in a continuous move,like lifting a small bag,unlocks the front door and asks me: -Where's your bedroom?
-Bedroom?! Why?
-Well,you change your clothes,and I will prepare you a hot bath. And after that I will leave you alone,I wouldn't want to disturb you any further.
"What?! Disturb?! Are you for real?!"
-Um,ok. The bedroom is the second door on the right and bath is the next one. You'll find everything you need there.
After changing my clothes, (and it took a while,didn't know what to put on) I went in the bathroom...mmm...it was just what I needed. While enjoying the hot bubbles,from the living room I could hear a song...but I couldn't tell what it was. Nothing I knew,either way. But it sounded nice,soothing,like a love song. And I fell asleep. When I woke up,the water was cold and the clock showed 7 AM. Crap! "I'm gonna be late!" In 30 mins I was at work, and my assistant was waiting for me,extremely impatient.
-Ella,what's wrong? Any calls for me?
-Miss,you have a guest,in your office. Its the new business partner. He's been waiting there for an hour. I told..
-Ok,got it,thanks. Two coffees,with milk and sugar. And I turned to her:- How do I look?
-Gorgeous as usual. And professional.
-Thank you,I needed that. Ella was always sincere when it came to fashion,for her if you didn't wear the right shoes to the right skirt,you were dead. :)
And as I step into my office, my eyes searching the guest... And again, I froze. It couldn't be! Why didn't I pay more attention to what he said? A construction company... But there was a chance in a hundred to be MY construction company! The business partner,the one I labelled as "not punctual", was my beautiful stranger, the one that fixed my car and made me a hot bath the other night. His blue eyes were smiling, as if the surprise for him wasn't much of a surprise. And I was speechless. He looked amazing! The hair was fixed, a black suit dressed his body, making him look like a puma in the hunt.
And I was dazzled by his melodious voice:
-Good morning,my name is Edward. Edward Black. You must be Catherine Mosk.
-Yes,that's me. I'm sorry,I usually am not that rude,but I didn't expect ...well,you.
-I know,I could guess that much from the look on your face.
I forgot I was what you call "an open book" when it came to feelings. I could never act in a way. I just felt,and it showed in every gesture.
-So are you okay? Last night I had to leave,but you got me thinking...with that faint of yours. Do you usually faint when someone is trying to kiss you?
I could hear the laughter in his voice,but I didn't turn to look at him when I answered.
-Yes,I'm fine. And its not my fault I fainted,you must have spiked the wine,or something like that. "Or maybe it's because you were unnaturally COLD and charming".
-No I didn't! But never mind that,let's get down to business,we can leave this discussion open for tonight at dinner.
-I don't think that's appropriate. We are partners in business,not in real life. And I see no point in having dinner or what not, because I'm already seeing someone,and it's quite serious.
-I understand. Well,considering what you said,we should discuss business. I agree with your terms,but splitting the profit in half does not seem right. Let me propose this to you: you take charge of whatever projects there are,and I give you the money for them. And after that,I get 70 % of the profit. And you get the rest and the credits.
-WHAT?! No way in hell!!! This is my company,I decide what's to be done! You can't just walk in and say that you get 70 % of the profits!
-Feisty,aren't you? Catherine,if I may, you need the money,and I need to get some of it back. Please understand that this isn't my pleasure,its just business. Nothing personal.
"GET OUT!!!!"
-Okay,you're right. I'm sorry, its just that I'm too proud of my results,and it took many years to get here. And hard work. But this recession...is killing us. We need extra resources just to survive the costs. We are behind ...too much. And competition isn't waiting for us. Its set. 70%.
I wanted so much to bite my tongue,I would have never bend in front of the crocodiles that wanted to get and sell my company. But this time I had to. To survive. God help us!
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