Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or setting. I borrow them from the lovely Stephanie Meyer, however what I do with them is all me and my crazy imagination!
The entire weekend after was one long uncomfortable experience. Edward wouldn't say anything to me Saturday morning when we woke up. He was so upset that I didn't give it up first and foremost, but he was also upset I slept in the guest room. I felt like the only way to stop the madness was for me to apologize. You know what though? I was tired of apologizing, I'm an adult and it is ridiculous to think that I need to ask my boyfriend, not husband mind you, for permission to go some place with my best friend.
Yes something happened but it was a onetime occurrence and I didn't even feel bad about it. If Edward was my husband or had at least talked about one day marrying me maybe I would have felt different. But I was not a fiancé and even if I was, he did not own me.
After spending all of Saturday in silence while he pouted I spent the day getting ready for my first official day of work. I made sure that I had acceptable clothes to wear for the upcoming week and I even went to buy myself some new lingerie so I didn't have to be dressed professionally down to the skin.
I was tired pretty early Saturday night so I went to bed long before Edward ever came out of his den. I was sound asleep by the time he finally came to bed and that didn't seem to make a difference to him. He crawled up behind me and started rubbing up and down my body. I woke up with a really bad attitude because after Friday night I really didn't want to be woken up like this by Edward. Now if it was my stranger from the bar...that's a different story. I found myself getting lost in fantasies of mystery man and ended up fantasizing about him until Edward had gotten his fill. So really, he got off and he was content.
The entire time we had been together he had never once worried about me getting my cookies as well. So about 8 times out of 10 I fell asleep frustrated and unsatisfied.
That night at the bar was the first time I had even come close to reaching that beautiful moment of "oh yeah" better known as the big O. I was convinced that my O had just left me high and dry, pun intended. That was until my beautiful stranger had helped me realize it wasn't completely lost.
Sunday Edward was back to his old self again, I guess he thought we were just fine. I really didn't want to burst his bubble because he was so much easier to handle when he was content. If he was moody, the whole world had to suffer with him.
Sunday flew by and I was thankful since I couldn't wait until Monday morning. I was so incredibly excited to start with Scott and get a move on in my career.
Monday morning I put on another pencil skirt that had silver pin stripes. I complimented the skirt with a silver button down blouse and put on a silver black and pink Victoria secret set complete with garters for my thigh high hose. I loved that I could look so professional on the outside and know that underneath, I felt like a porn star waiting to be unwrapped. I'm not sure what caused that feeling because I had no one to impress sexually and I sure as hell wasn't trying to go there with my new boss. I had some black 5 inch spike heels that had a silver bow on the toes to complete outfit. I stared in the mirror and felt extremely content with the way I looked for my first official day at Steinberg Sports Agency. I was officially becoming a professional sports agent. Now all I needed was clients.
After I got my credentials and was shown to my office, yes I got a real office with a view! Scott let me know that after lunch today I'd be sitting in on his meetings with some clients. He told me that the last client of the day would eventually become my very first client. He didn't tell me anything more than that but it was enough to where I couldn't wait for that last meeting.
Scott gave me the morning to get situated in my office which was in the far corner next to Scott's office. I noticed that both of our offices were rather secluded from the other offices on our floor. The offices around us were vacant and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. If there were so many clients then why weren't there more agents? I guess that's one of the many things I'd eventually learn. I asked Scott later why our offices were so secluded from the rest of floor, to which he responded,
"The board only wants agents clustered together who deal with bigger name clients. They figure that the more agents that are around when big name clients come in the more inner competition will ensue. They don't want us competing for clients."
When he put it that way it all made sense. Since I was going to be training with him I'd be dealing with big name clients as well, plus he'd need to keep me close for easy access. I was getting more and more excited for the meetings after lunch.
It turned out that we had 6 meetings in total that afternoon. I thought for sure it was going to be an eternity before I'd get to meet my very first client. Scott wouldn't even tell me anything about him and the suspense was killing me!
The first couple meeting went by quite fast. I learned a ton from Scott in these meetings and it was interesting to watch the difference between the two. The first was a well known Yankees player who was up for renegotiating his contract. I got to learn all the side channels an organization can take in these types of negotiations and how to nail their asses to the wall if they attempted it with me.
The second meeting was a player who was coming up from AAA and trying to find a home with a team in the majors. This one was less exciting because the time for free agency wasn't for a couple of months. The following 3 meetings were much the same. Scott had told me that he'd be sitting in on my meeting at the end of the day and I was happy for the backup. In all actuality, what they teach you in school and how it all plays out in the real world are two very different creatures.
By the end of the 5th meeting my knee was shaking with anticipation. After it was over Scott looked over at me and said, "Ok, so you've sat through 5 different types of meetings that you'll actually get quite used too. Those are the normal types of meetings we have up until free agency is over. Now this last meeting, your client for all intents and purposes, is a player that is fresh out of college. He red shirted his first year and then stayed and played for the next 4 years. He's 24 and one of the most promising talents to have come through University of Washington in about seven years. The only reason he wasn't drafted this year was because he exhausted his college eligibility." Hearing about this guy and all of the possibilities that lie ahead for him was getting me antsy.
That was when he walked into Scott's office. It was like I couldn't breathe, my jaw fell onto Scott's desk as I watched him stand up and shake hands with….my beautiful stranger. HOLY SHIT!
"Bella, this is Jacob Black the young player I was telling you about earlier. Jake this is Bella, she's going to be your agent when we get closer to contract negotiations."
I was frozen staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. I shook myself mentally and rose from my chair and offered him my hand,
"Jacob it's great to finally meet you, I'm looking forward to getting this show started."
He looked just as shocked as me as he shook my hand,
"Bella, please call me Jake, and I am excited about the possibilities of us together as well."
Was it just me or was there double meaning to his words? I smiled and followed suit as Scott sat back down and began talking about what we're planning to do over the next couple of months to get ready for contract negotiations.
Scott's phone rang in the middle of our conversation and had to excuse himself from the meeting for a personal matter. He asked us to step into my office to finish the meeting and make sure that we were both on the same page as far as what Jake wanted went.
I stood and Jake followed suit following behind me into my office. He closed my door once we were both in without me asking. I felt a slight blush creep up my neck but shook it off to nerves because we were both professionals right? And just like that Jake and I were alone and relatively secluded in my office.
Jake lifted one eyebrow at me and smirked, just like that I felt my core catch on fire and there was my O saying "hey pay attention to me, you know you want to." We were still awkwardly standing by the door so I motioned for him to make himself at home, to which he plopped down on my couch and rubbed the spot next to him invitingly. The blinds were drawn on the window that looked into the office hallway because I hadn't thought about opening them earlier in the day. I hoped against all hope that he didn't think I had done that on purpose.
I sat on the edge on the couch as far as politely possible so as to not give him any ideas. This was after all a professional business meeting. No matter how bad I wanted to just flat out jump on top of him and have my way...I couldn't in all good conscience do that on my FIRST day of work!
We engaged in some polite small talk before finally I just couldn't handle the proverbial huge purple elephant sitting in the corner of the room.
"Jake, I know this is really awkward and as much as I'd like to keep you as my first client I would understand if you don't feel comfortable. I want to try to keep this as professional as possible since it is your future we're talking about." I looked down at my hands when I was talking to him because I wasn't sure how bad it would hurt for him to tell me he wanted someone else.
He sniggered, honestly sniggered, and then reached out and hooked a finger under my chin forcing me to look up at him.
"Bella, please stop being so impossible. I couldn't imagine a more perfect agent for me to have. Besides, who's to say that this relationship has to stay perfectly professional? I mean we both know that we are physically compatible. And if you hadn't stopped a good thing we would both be extremely satisfied right now."
I looked down at my hands that were in my lap and blushed. I couldn't help the smile that stretched across my face.
I felt the air currents shift in my office and when I looked up Jake was kneeling in front of me with a smile on his face to match my own.
Before I knew it he stood up drawing me with him and he kissed me. I immediately responded and reached out with my tongue to stroke his bottom lip. I wanted to deepen the kiss but was afraid of going there behind the door of my new office.
I couldn't get far into my thoughts before he really opened and met my passion with his own. His hands were running up and down my back and my shirt started to ride up in the process. Soon his hands slipped up under my shirt and he was playing with the hook on my bra. Before I could really process what he was doing my bra popped loose and his hands were in front of me unbuttoning my shirt from bottom to top.
I gasped for air he took the opportunity to move down the line of my jaw and to the sweet spot below my ear lobe. He got my shirt completely unbuttoned and his hands began to massage my breasts paying equal attention to each. I could barely keep myself from moaning out loud. The heat that was rising between us was enough that I lost every ounce of rational thought I had. I slid my hands up from the waist of his pants to his shirt to un-tuck it. I got my hands underneath and traced the beautiful plains of his abs and his glorious "V" that lead down to bigger and better things.
I lifted his shirt up and he obliged by taking off his shirt and sliding mine down my arms. Once it was clear of my hands he tossed it back onto the couch with his. His mouth collided with mine and we were lost in each other. I was so wet I knew I'd need a change of panties or I'd just have to go commando for the rest of the day when this was over. He was lifting my shirt up my hips and started to toy with the sides of my thong and garter set.
He moaned in my ear, "You're fucking wearing garters…do you have any idea how sexy that is?" That caused me to moan right back and slam what parts of our bodies weren't touching together. I could feel exactly how hot he thought I was and it made me go for the button on his pants. My hands were shaking so bad I wasn't making any progress when my phone rang…
"Shit, that's an inner-office call I have to take it." Breathing heavily I disentangled myself from Jake and leaned up against my desk.
I listened for a moment as Scott told me he was having family emergency and as soon as the meeting was over I was free to head home. I didn't say much so that I didn't have a chance to sound completely out of breath and told him that I hoped all was well at home.
Turning to Jake, "that was Scott he has to take off he said as soon as we were done I could head home."
"Oh baby, I'm not nearly done with you yet." His eyes were deep pools of lust and his lips were swollen and red, begging for my lips to cover them again. I sighed and looked down.
"We really should wrap up this meeting. We're not going to see each other until end of September to start to prepare for free agency meetings. I think we should come up with a plan of attack." I gathered up my bra and shirt and began to get dressed. I tossed him his shirt although it was a shame for him to cover himself up again.
"What is it with you and cock blocking Bella? Are you completely against getting off or are you just incapable of it?"
He was upset and I could understand that, this is the second time I was going to leave him with blue balls. It wasn't that I didn't want to finish what we started I just didn't feel right about doing it so soon. Something kept telling me "warning warning client client" and I couldn't get it to shut up.
"Ok don't be an ass I'm sorry I got out of hand I should have stopped it before it began. As for the bar, I had no idea what I was doing and I have someone at home waiting for me. You were just some guy at a bar and I was drunk. I told you this relationship should really stay professional."
He put on his shirt and walked towards me so I had no choice but to sit back on my desk again. He pushed his way in between my thighs so he was so close I could feel his breath.
"Obviously you're not getting what you need at home; otherwise you wouldn't be so willing every time I come close to you. You want me just as much as I want you and eventually you will realize that. Before I get signed you and I will fuck and you will see how good it will be."
He leaned down and kissed me passionately again. My mouth and my body responded to him in ways that shouldn't be possible with a stranger. I was about to wrap my arms around him again when he broke the kiss stared deep in my eyes and he ran his hand up my thigh. He reached up under my skirt and pushed my panties aside to start playing with my wet folds. He seemed to be surprised at how wet I was and his mouth crashed down back to mine. He shoved two fingers deep within my walls and I knew I was only seconds from climaxing. He seemed to sense it too and stopped abruptly. He kissed me once more and brought his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean.
"You have no idea what the future holds for us." With that he walked out of my office and closed the door behind him.
a/n: Thoughts? Anyone? Does it suck as much as I feel like it does? Love the feedback; it's what keeps me attempting to write. Thanks for reading!