Glancing at his clock to see it was already 8:41 p.m., Fox began to get a little annoyed. Ethan had scheduled another one of his important late night meetings. Fox never understood exactly why he should always be present there, it wasn't like he was the key player in any deals that went through. Ethan was always that key man. Since finding out that Ivy lied, yet again, about his true paternity, Ethan had regained his title as Crane heir, and Fox once again became the spare much to his disgust. Alistair and Julian were thrilled to learn that Ethan was in fact a full blooded Crane. For one, it was better for the family business. Fox was the Crane that could not be trusted with even a dollar, he was financially unstable, always throwing away his money foolishly. Ethan on the other hand was perfect in every way. Not only was he trustworthy, but a man of great intelligence. Alistair and Julian could rest peacefully knowing that their company was in good hands with Ethan. Fox vowed to have something Ethan had one day, to rip it from him just as the title of Crane heir had been ripped from him. Fox wanted sweet revenge and nothing more.
She sat there at the conference table rather bored by her husband's words. She loved Ethan, but he wasn't the man that she had been daydreaming about for the past weeks, he wasn't Fox. Just thinking of Fox's magnificent rampant body brought a smile to her face. Fox had everything, he was the total package and more. As she swiveled from side to side in the black leather chair, biting the tip of her pen, she grinned at Fox as though she was saying, "come and get me."
Fox had to admit to himself that all those late night meetings were never a complete waste of his time. They had certain benefits to them that no one but him received. Fox smiled and tried to contain in his laughter as he pretended to look through some documents. Ethan, who was doing all the talking, could see a change in the relationship between his wife and brother. It irritated him somewhat, but he thought their friendship harmless. He would always see it that way as long as his obsession with work continued. The reason she had begun to take an interest to Fox in the first place was because Ethan never had any time for her. It was always work hard, play hard, but after working so hard Ethan would fall fast asleep and the routine remained the same for everyday, including weekends. She desperately longed for a family that Ethan and she could call their own, but whenever she raised the question about starting a family Ethan would just crush her hopes of that ever happened sometime soon. Now a days, she barely recognized the man she took her vows with, the man that she once would do anything for. Now though, she was trapped in a marriage with a complete stranger, a loveless marriage that she had no hopes of escaping.
"And with that, I'd like to bring this meeting to an end," Ethan said once he had covered all the bases of the meeting. "Fox," he said turning towards his brother who looked as though he was guilty of something, "I need those Anderson papers on my desk first thing in the morning."
"What?" He asked hoping that his ears had deceived him just this once. "That's impossible! It will take me all night by myself."
Hearing Fox's words, she say a golden opportunity at hand. It was her only chance to get close enough to him without Ethan being in the way. As she gathered her things together in her suitcase, she said very nonchalant, "I'll stay and help you out. But just this once," she said as she poked at his chest with her index finger, "so don't think that I'll be doing this whenever from now on because I have a life too, you know."
"Honey, are you sure you want to stay with Fox?"
Looking at her husband, then at Fox she smiled, "I'm certain. I think I can show him a thing or two."
With his back turned away from his brother Fox had to laugh. He envied Ethan for capturing such a spite fire. Fox envied Ethan for many things, but none for more than the title of Crane heir. He had once tasted what it was like to be in control, smelled victory, but alas Ethan tore it from his clenched fists. Fox would soon taste bittersweet revenge.
Sitting side by side, they decided to tackle on a pile each of their own, that way they could be done sooner. She tried to concentrate as she looked over the documents before her eyes, but she couldn't, at least not with him watching her every move. Looking out from the corner of her eye she could see his eyes fixed on her. Just to test his reflexes she decided to reach for her cup of coffee. Extending her right hand, she picked up the hot cup of coffee and held it before her lips. Sliding her tongue along her lips, making them moist, she slowly raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. All along he had watched her inventively, yearning to be that styrofoam cup.
"Is it hot in here?" Fox asked as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and fanned himself with his hand.
"Maybe a little," she responded seductively as she removed her hair from the ponytail, letting it fall delicately to her petite shoulders.
Fox didn't know how much more he could take. She was driving him crazy and he was about to explode.
[i]'Work then play makes an honest man.'[/i] Fox told himself. [i]'Wait a minute...I'm not an honest man so why the hell should I care?'[/i]
As Fox was about to make his move, he felt her rubbing her leg slow, but rough against his leg. Fox had to give a little laugh at her for her flirting skills. She sure did know how to make a man go crazy. Fox didn't want to take much more. Her satin-smooth skin was already driving him madly crazy.
Standing up suddenly, Fox threw all the papers off the conference table and smiled wickedly at her. With her heart fluttering wildly, she grabbed his face in her hands and began to stroke his mouth to ecstasy. Fox loved everything about her kisses. Her kisses were more rich than Godive chocolate, causing him to crave more for them. Her one hand wandered around his neck while she stroked her fingers through his golden brown hair. Caressing each other's tongue and awakening up emotions they never knew were buried inside, they slightly moved forward, and losing their balance while lost in each other, they fell on top of the conference table.
As they parted their lips for oxygen, they locked eyes and never looked away. Still panting, she undid the buttons on her blouse and stood there for a moment with her blouse hanging wide open just for his eyes. "Do you like what you see, Mr. Crane?" she asked.
"Very much so, Mrs. Crane," he laughed.
She preceded to remove her blouse by arching her back and lowering her arms to let it fall to the floor. After sliding out of her skirt and removing her pantyhose all that remained was her bra, panties, and a heart locket Ethan had bought for her for their first anniversary. Inside the locket laid a picture of them both before they were married. A picture of happier times.
"Are you going to remove your locket?" He asked curiously.
"It will be fine," she said with an impish look in her eyes. "But, that suit you are wearing may cause some problems." Approaching him very slowly, she untied his tie. Not having much patience to unbutton all of his buttons, she ripped the shirt off of his muscular chest with one swift tug. She laid bare on the cold conference table laughing as though she was playing game as he removed his remained garments. "I almost forgot about this," she said referring to her bra. Reaching behind her, she undid the fastener on her bra. Sliding each strap down each shoulder, she leaned forward as her voluptuous breasts were revealed before his eye for the first time.
Climbing onto the table, Fox laid his body perfectly on top of hers. Their lips were inches from touching each other, her harden breasts were pressed up against his chest, and her tingling nipples burrowing into his very flesh, driving him insane. She purred, "Of Fox," and arched into his body. She moaned and tossed her head back as Fox thrust the tip of her nipple into his mouth. All she could say as she gasped was ,"Oh Fox!" As Fox slide his fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, she arched her hips. Fox help her remove them and threw them to the side, seeing as they were of no importance.
Moving his hand down to her wet center of paradise, he gently slide his finger them in and out. "I need you now, Fox!" She cried out in a shallow breath. His pulsating manhood was positioned between her legs as she waiting for his entry. She slowly parted them enough so his the throbbing head of his erection could slowly pass along through the valley of her womenly desires. As she thrusted her hips upward, her breathing became heavy and deeper.
"Oh...this...feels...sooo...good!" She moaned in ecstasy between thrusts as she dug her nails into his back every time he went faster and harder. Fox positioned himself by kneeling between her knees as he caressed her aching breasts. They kissed passionately as she accepted him. With her fingers digging into his back, she raised her hips so he could go in further and bury himself deep inside of her. He could now feel her pulsating, contracting and releasing his erection, he leaned him feeling about ready to explode.
"Oh Fox!" She moaned as she arched her body into his.
"Oh Gwen!" With one final thrust they rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy.
Fox slowly entered the apartment that he shared with his fiancee, hoping that he would not wake her. Looking at his clock he saw that it was already past midnight. Carefully he was able to slip into the shower without awakening her. He felt guilty about what he had done, but it was done and there was nothing he could do. Theresa was the love of his life, his best friend, how he hurt her he would never understand. He just thought it was part of the blood that ran throughout all of the Cranes. Stepping out of the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and entered Theresa and his' bedroom. He was surprised to see that Theresa was up and very lively. She was extremely happy to see him, since she figured he would be stuck at the office until later.
"You're home early!" She said as she placed an intense kiss upon his lips.
"Yeah, Gwen helped me. She offered to help me so I could get home and get some sleep."
"Gwen offered to help you?" She laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Honey, Gwen doesn't like helping anyone except herself. You should know that after our history together."
"I know, but it was nice of her to stay."
"I suppose. I have a surprise for you!" She said excitedly.
"Oh yeah?" He said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"Yeah, I'll be right back with it! Wait!" She said as she turned around, "close your eyes!"
"Okay," he laughed.
In a few minutes Theresa came out of the bathroom in a sexy, black, nightie that she had purchased just for today. Theresa smiled as she made a sexy pose for Fox along the threshold of the bathroom. Fox just merely smiled as he went back to looking over a few papers that he didn't have time to at the office. A little frustrated, but even more hurt, Theresa walked over to him and took the papers right out of his hands.
"What did you do that for!?" he shouted. "Those are important documents I need to look over before tomorrow."
"You don't know, do you?" She asked looking hurt.
"Know what?"
"Exactly one year ago today we got engaged," she said as he wiped away a tear that escaped through the corner of her eye.
"I'm sorry, baby. Really I am. It's just that I'm so caught up with work. I promise once we handle this Anderson merger I am going to whisk you away on a nice, relaxing vacation for just the two of us," he smiled. "Anywhere you want to go, we'll go."
"You promise?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die," he smiled.
"Okay."
"Well, I better get to bed now so I can get up early and look over these."
"Okay, night."
"Night," he said as he kissed her forehead and turned out the lights.
Restlessly Theresa sighed as she laid wide awake in bed. Something was troubling her conscious, but she wasn't exactly sure. Putting it out of her mind, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Your grandfather is ready to see you," Alistair's strawberry blonde secretary said to Fox the next day. Alistair had requested that Fox see him during his lunch break so they could discuss some important details of something. Fox wasn't exactly sure what he was talking about, but he figured that it probably had something to do with the Anderson merger.
"Fox, please come in," Alistair said in good spirits. "Oh and..uh...close the door."
Fox closed the door and then stood before his grandfather wondering what was going on. He got the feeling that he wasn't there because of the merger.
"So let's cut to the chase. Why am I here?" Fox said becoming very suspicious.
"Such an imagination, unlike your father," he said as he lit up on of his Cuban cigars. Inhaling the sweetness of the cigar Alistair said, "Please, sit down."
"I'd prefer to stand. I have to be getting back to work soon, so try to make this quick."
"Fine, Fox," he said now a little aggravated, "see this tape here?" Fox nodded his head, "On this here tape lies your affair with Gwen Crane." As the words came out Fox's eyes lit up. Now that Alistair had his attention he laughed, "Watch this if you don't believe me."
After watching a few moments of the tape, Fox exclaimed, "Damn you! Damn you to hell!"
"Now, now, there's no need for violence."
"What do you want?" he asked, half afraid of what Alistair wanted from him.
"See, Fox, you're a smart, young man, and I need someone like you to help me out of a little problem."
"What's that?"
"Here," he said passing him a document that explained everything Fox needed to do for now.
"No, I'm not doing this!" He protested. "I can't abandon her like that!"
"Oh, but you will," he said.
"No, I won't!" He said as he snatched the tape and began to destroy it. Alistair just sat there smoking his cigar without a worry in the world.
"You know," he said exhaling the smoke from the cigar, "I'm not so stupid as to not make copies. I have plenty of them in my possession, Fox. I'm afraid if you don't cooperate, I'll be forced to send the lovely Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald, along with your brother, copies of the whole affair.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"I've danced with the devil before, Fox, and I always win. I always win. Just play by my rules, Fox, and there will be no trouble for either of us." After pausing for a minute he asked, "So what will it be?"
"I'll do it," he said disgusted in himself.
"Good, that's a good little poker player."
She sat there at the conference table rather bored by her husband's words. She loved Ethan, but he wasn't the man that she had been daydreaming about for the past weeks, he wasn't Fox. Just thinking of Fox's magnificent rampant body brought a smile to her face. Fox had everything, he was the total package and more. As she swiveled from side to side in the black leather chair, biting the tip of her pen, she grinned at Fox as though she was saying, "come and get me."
Fox had to admit to himself that all those late night meetings were never a complete waste of his time. They had certain benefits to them that no one but him received. Fox smiled and tried to contain in his laughter as he pretended to look through some documents. Ethan, who was doing all the talking, could see a change in the relationship between his wife and brother. It irritated him somewhat, but he thought their friendship harmless. He would always see it that way as long as his obsession with work continued. The reason she had begun to take an interest to Fox in the first place was because Ethan never had any time for her. It was always work hard, play hard, but after working so hard Ethan would fall fast asleep and the routine remained the same for everyday, including weekends. She desperately longed for a family that Ethan and she could call their own, but whenever she raised the question about starting a family Ethan would just crush her hopes of that ever happened sometime soon. Now a days, she barely recognized the man she took her vows with, the man that she once would do anything for. Now though, she was trapped in a marriage with a complete stranger, a loveless marriage that she had no hopes of escaping.
"And with that, I'd like to bring this meeting to an end," Ethan said once he had covered all the bases of the meeting. "Fox," he said turning towards his brother who looked as though he was guilty of something, "I need those Anderson papers on my desk first thing in the morning."
"What?" He asked hoping that his ears had deceived him just this once. "That's impossible! It will take me all night by myself."
Hearing Fox's words, she say a golden opportunity at hand. It was her only chance to get close enough to him without Ethan being in the way. As she gathered her things together in her suitcase, she said very nonchalant, "I'll stay and help you out. But just this once," she said as she poked at his chest with her index finger, "so don't think that I'll be doing this whenever from now on because I have a life too, you know."
"Honey, are you sure you want to stay with Fox?"
Looking at her husband, then at Fox she smiled, "I'm certain. I think I can show him a thing or two."
With his back turned away from his brother Fox had to laugh. He envied Ethan for capturing such a spite fire. Fox envied Ethan for many things, but none for more than the title of Crane heir. He had once tasted what it was like to be in control, smelled victory, but alas Ethan tore it from his clenched fists. Fox would soon taste bittersweet revenge.
Sitting side by side, they decided to tackle on a pile each of their own, that way they could be done sooner. She tried to concentrate as she looked over the documents before her eyes, but she couldn't, at least not with him watching her every move. Looking out from the corner of her eye she could see his eyes fixed on her. Just to test his reflexes she decided to reach for her cup of coffee. Extending her right hand, she picked up the hot cup of coffee and held it before her lips. Sliding her tongue along her lips, making them moist, she slowly raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. All along he had watched her inventively, yearning to be that styrofoam cup.
"Is it hot in here?" Fox asked as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and fanned himself with his hand.
"Maybe a little," she responded seductively as she removed her hair from the ponytail, letting it fall delicately to her petite shoulders.
Fox didn't know how much more he could take. She was driving him crazy and he was about to explode.
[i]'Work then play makes an honest man.'[/i] Fox told himself. [i]'Wait a minute...I'm not an honest man so why the hell should I care?'[/i]
As Fox was about to make his move, he felt her rubbing her leg slow, but rough against his leg. Fox had to give a little laugh at her for her flirting skills. She sure did know how to make a man go crazy. Fox didn't want to take much more. Her satin-smooth skin was already driving him madly crazy.
Standing up suddenly, Fox threw all the papers off the conference table and smiled wickedly at her. With her heart fluttering wildly, she grabbed his face in her hands and began to stroke his mouth to ecstasy. Fox loved everything about her kisses. Her kisses were more rich than Godive chocolate, causing him to crave more for them. Her one hand wandered around his neck while she stroked her fingers through his golden brown hair. Caressing each other's tongue and awakening up emotions they never knew were buried inside, they slightly moved forward, and losing their balance while lost in each other, they fell on top of the conference table.
As they parted their lips for oxygen, they locked eyes and never looked away. Still panting, she undid the buttons on her blouse and stood there for a moment with her blouse hanging wide open just for his eyes. "Do you like what you see, Mr. Crane?" she asked.
"Very much so, Mrs. Crane," he laughed.
She preceded to remove her blouse by arching her back and lowering her arms to let it fall to the floor. After sliding out of her skirt and removing her pantyhose all that remained was her bra, panties, and a heart locket Ethan had bought for her for their first anniversary. Inside the locket laid a picture of them both before they were married. A picture of happier times.
"Are you going to remove your locket?" He asked curiously.
"It will be fine," she said with an impish look in her eyes. "But, that suit you are wearing may cause some problems." Approaching him very slowly, she untied his tie. Not having much patience to unbutton all of his buttons, she ripped the shirt off of his muscular chest with one swift tug. She laid bare on the cold conference table laughing as though she was playing game as he removed his remained garments. "I almost forgot about this," she said referring to her bra. Reaching behind her, she undid the fastener on her bra. Sliding each strap down each shoulder, she leaned forward as her voluptuous breasts were revealed before his eye for the first time.
Climbing onto the table, Fox laid his body perfectly on top of hers. Their lips were inches from touching each other, her harden breasts were pressed up against his chest, and her tingling nipples burrowing into his very flesh, driving him insane. She purred, "Of Fox," and arched into his body. She moaned and tossed her head back as Fox thrust the tip of her nipple into his mouth. All she could say as she gasped was ,"Oh Fox!" As Fox slide his fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, she arched her hips. Fox help her remove them and threw them to the side, seeing as they were of no importance.
Moving his hand down to her wet center of paradise, he gently slide his finger them in and out. "I need you now, Fox!" She cried out in a shallow breath. His pulsating manhood was positioned between her legs as she waiting for his entry. She slowly parted them enough so his the throbbing head of his erection could slowly pass along through the valley of her womenly desires. As she thrusted her hips upward, her breathing became heavy and deeper.
"Oh...this...feels...sooo...good!" She moaned in ecstasy between thrusts as she dug her nails into his back every time he went faster and harder. Fox positioned himself by kneeling between her knees as he caressed her aching breasts. They kissed passionately as she accepted him. With her fingers digging into his back, she raised her hips so he could go in further and bury himself deep inside of her. He could now feel her pulsating, contracting and releasing his erection, he leaned him feeling about ready to explode.
"Oh Fox!" She moaned as she arched her body into his.
"Oh Gwen!" With one final thrust they rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy.
Fox slowly entered the apartment that he shared with his fiancee, hoping that he would not wake her. Looking at his clock he saw that it was already past midnight. Carefully he was able to slip into the shower without awakening her. He felt guilty about what he had done, but it was done and there was nothing he could do. Theresa was the love of his life, his best friend, how he hurt her he would never understand. He just thought it was part of the blood that ran throughout all of the Cranes. Stepping out of the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and entered Theresa and his' bedroom. He was surprised to see that Theresa was up and very lively. She was extremely happy to see him, since she figured he would be stuck at the office until later.
"You're home early!" She said as she placed an intense kiss upon his lips.
"Yeah, Gwen helped me. She offered to help me so I could get home and get some sleep."
"Gwen offered to help you?" She laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Honey, Gwen doesn't like helping anyone except herself. You should know that after our history together."
"I know, but it was nice of her to stay."
"I suppose. I have a surprise for you!" She said excitedly.
"Oh yeah?" He said as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"Yeah, I'll be right back with it! Wait!" She said as she turned around, "close your eyes!"
"Okay," he laughed.
In a few minutes Theresa came out of the bathroom in a sexy, black, nightie that she had purchased just for today. Theresa smiled as she made a sexy pose for Fox along the threshold of the bathroom. Fox just merely smiled as he went back to looking over a few papers that he didn't have time to at the office. A little frustrated, but even more hurt, Theresa walked over to him and took the papers right out of his hands.
"What did you do that for!?" he shouted. "Those are important documents I need to look over before tomorrow."
"You don't know, do you?" She asked looking hurt.
"Know what?"
"Exactly one year ago today we got engaged," she said as he wiped away a tear that escaped through the corner of her eye.
"I'm sorry, baby. Really I am. It's just that I'm so caught up with work. I promise once we handle this Anderson merger I am going to whisk you away on a nice, relaxing vacation for just the two of us," he smiled. "Anywhere you want to go, we'll go."
"You promise?"
"Cross my heart and hope to die," he smiled.
"Okay."
"Well, I better get to bed now so I can get up early and look over these."
"Okay, night."
"Night," he said as he kissed her forehead and turned out the lights.
Restlessly Theresa sighed as she laid wide awake in bed. Something was troubling her conscious, but she wasn't exactly sure. Putting it out of her mind, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Your grandfather is ready to see you," Alistair's strawberry blonde secretary said to Fox the next day. Alistair had requested that Fox see him during his lunch break so they could discuss some important details of something. Fox wasn't exactly sure what he was talking about, but he figured that it probably had something to do with the Anderson merger.
"Fox, please come in," Alistair said in good spirits. "Oh and..uh...close the door."
Fox closed the door and then stood before his grandfather wondering what was going on. He got the feeling that he wasn't there because of the merger.
"So let's cut to the chase. Why am I here?" Fox said becoming very suspicious.
"Such an imagination, unlike your father," he said as he lit up on of his Cuban cigars. Inhaling the sweetness of the cigar Alistair said, "Please, sit down."
"I'd prefer to stand. I have to be getting back to work soon, so try to make this quick."
"Fine, Fox," he said now a little aggravated, "see this tape here?" Fox nodded his head, "On this here tape lies your affair with Gwen Crane." As the words came out Fox's eyes lit up. Now that Alistair had his attention he laughed, "Watch this if you don't believe me."
After watching a few moments of the tape, Fox exclaimed, "Damn you! Damn you to hell!"
"Now, now, there's no need for violence."
"What do you want?" he asked, half afraid of what Alistair wanted from him.
"See, Fox, you're a smart, young man, and I need someone like you to help me out of a little problem."
"What's that?"
"Here," he said passing him a document that explained everything Fox needed to do for now.
"No, I'm not doing this!" He protested. "I can't abandon her like that!"
"Oh, but you will," he said.
"No, I won't!" He said as he snatched the tape and began to destroy it. Alistair just sat there smoking his cigar without a worry in the world.
"You know," he said exhaling the smoke from the cigar, "I'm not so stupid as to not make copies. I have plenty of them in my possession, Fox. I'm afraid if you don't cooperate, I'll be forced to send the lovely Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald, along with your brother, copies of the whole affair.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"I've danced with the devil before, Fox, and I always win. I always win. Just play by my rules, Fox, and there will be no trouble for either of us." After pausing for a minute he asked, "So what will it be?"
"I'll do it," he said disgusted in himself.
"Good, that's a good little poker player."