Disclaimer: This whole story needs to be redone. I just cannot with it after so long. I forgot where I was originally going.
Levi left two weeks ago. He got the dream project in some southern state to work on a new resort with some hot shot. Before leaving he and Petra managed to pack all his belongings either into her apartment or into the storage unit he rents.
Petra sighs, remembering how warm he felt the night before leaving and how much she wished he would be waiting for her when she got home from work. Instead, she'd walk into the apartment they somewhat share and be greeted by her new companion, a furry four-legged friend.
Ah yes, Clive. Petra couldn't stand living completely alone after getting used to sharing spaces with Levi. She needed more than the sound of the television and cuddling with a shirt or jacket he left behind. She adopted Clive three days after Levi left. When the television wasn't on, she only heard an empty apartment and cars driving by. It isn't very comforting.
Levi strongly objected to the idea because of the, you guessed it, fur balls a cat would cough up. He only relented if she decided to adopt a hypoallergenic cat. Petra stood her ground and became feisty.
Clive is a huge multicolored cat, a Maine Coon. He isn't elderly and has lots of energy. When she first brought him home, he slowly crept around the main area and sniffed before coming back to the couch, seemingly satisfied, and joined her on the couch to curl up. This presented perfect opportunities to take photos of him and share with Levi. Levi had not been amused. Clive will grow on him, though, right?
She worried their relationship would sour over time and Levi would meet someone else. That hadn't been the case. He called almost every night, first giving her a courtesy text to see if she was still awake because of the time zone change. If they didn't talk via phone calls or texts, he called her through video chatting technology.
Their sex life? It exists. She itched all day, need him to touch her, move his fingers slowly down her tummy, below her panty line…she initiated, and Levi gladly entertained the idea. Petra could clearly see just how 'entertained' he was and every night after.
Their relationship never wavered. Not once.
Petra leans back in her chair before grabbing an ink pen and notepad to join the meeting upstairs with the board members.
Since the debacle over Zoe, Petra had been invited to board meetings as a representative of the employees, she mostly took notes and smiled when appropriate. It isn't often that her opinion is asked but she always gives an honest opinion if they do ask.
She mostly sits and doodles on her notepad because they're talking bonuses and filling the vacancy. Nothing really kept her attention during the meetings. She would prefer to just leave. Thankfully, the meetings only occur twice a month.
Petra steps outside of her office and flips the light off before shutting her door. Zoe stops before walking to the elevator and asks, "Going upstairs?"
Petra turns her head as she pulls her purse on her shoulder and rolls her eyes, "Yes, thankfully it is the last one this month."
"Don't stay up there too late, they may ask you to join them." Zoe teases.
"Not a chance. I like being senior editor." Petra says grinning. "Goodnight." Zoe chuckles lightheartedly before walking off toward the elevator and Petra walks opposite of her.
The upstairs of the office is not modest by any means, there is a stairway in the opposite direction of the elevator, a single desk sets back there. The stairway leads up to another hall with doors on either side. The doors belong to the offices where the board members usually stay and at the end of the hall is a conference room with a glass table, swivel chairs and floor to ceiling windows in which they can look out over the city and get the most spectacular views.
She arrives just in time to see several members standing in the hallway chatting with each other as they slowly moved toward the conference room.
"Good evening, Miss Petra." Mr. Grayson says as he begins his trek down the hall, same as her. Mr. Grayson has treated her with the utmost respect since meeting her after the well known vulture was let go.
"Good evening." Petra greets curtly and walks onward to the conference room so she could find a seat.
Once everyone is in, the meeting begins. Soon enough, Petra finds herself chewing on her pen and daydreaming about Levi. She couldn't wait until he could find a week or weekend to fly back to her.
While Levi occupies her thoughts, the board approves the budget for her hiring an assistant as part of the first order of business tonight. She smiles and nods politely but otherwise, she stayed zoned out.
"An extra 3500.00 should cover the expense." Mr. Grayson advises closing his leather padfolio. His dark eyes scan the room for any objection but finds everyone agreeing with him.
"What is the next matter of business?" Ms. Cranson asked picking up her mug of coffee.
"We still need to fill the vacant board member's seat."
Petra stiffens. Hiring a new vulture to replace the last one? Perfect. She'd quit before she let someone talk her into firing a perfectly productive employee who hasn't done anything wrong.
"We do, don't we?" Someone else says. Petra becomes lost in her thoughts of Levi once more. I miss waking up to him. Let's be honest, you also miss his lips against yours. His tongue massaging that sweet spot on your neck. The way his hands rub your thighs once he's coaxed them apart. How wet I get when he rubs my hot sex...
"I'd like to nominate Ms. Ral." Mr. Grayson announces.
Silence.
Fuck me silly.
She cranes her head to look at the brazen soul nominating her. Is he insane? What qualifications does she have being on the board of directors? She is their Senior Editor AKA Editor in Chief! They'd have to replace her, right? She knits her eyebrows together as these thoughts zoom through her head. "Me?" Her voice cracks as her nerves begin to get the best of her.
"Yes. You're good at what you do. You've never disappointed this business. You'd have some say here and vote at regular meetings on business directions."
"Uh."
"This is a big decision. Obviously, we have to take a vote on it." Ms. Cranson reminds the crowd before everyone started chiming in their two cents. "Petra would you like time to accept the nomination? Others will be made as well. We can put this to a vote at the end of the month."
"Yes, give me a few days."
"Of course."
Petra arrives back home after 7 pm with food in hand. She opens the door and walks in. Clive is curled up on the couch, he only opens his eyes lazily before closing them again.
The cuteness is too much sometimes. She sets her food down and rushes to change and grab her laptop it was almost time for Levi to video call her. She places the laptop on her bed and quickly signs in. She throws the sweater dress on the floor of the bedroom and grabs a sweatshirt and fleece pajama bottoms only to hear the video conference technology beeping already.
Ding! Ding!
He's right on schedule, 7:27 pm.
Petra accepts the invite for the video call and as it loads, rushes back to grab her burrito.
She isn't disappointed when he appears on the screen. As always when they called, he is too close to the screen, his hair disarray and the top several buttons of his shirt undone. She grins and watches as he settles back in his chair realizing his proximity to the computer screen.
She licks her lips at the sight of him, hot and walking sex. "Good evening handsome."
All Petra can make out is that he mumbles something about being called 'handsome' which makes her giggle. She watches as he pulls his dinner out, bbq beef and coleslaw. Seems like he is getting accustomed to life in sunshine state.
"It's been a long day, brat." Levi responds out loud instead of mumbling. "Fucking morons."
"What happened, Levi?"
"I think this dumbass who believes he is a hot shot doesn't want a functioning up to code resort. The wiring on the fourth floor is screwed. I had to tell him nobody likes fluorescent lighting, and nobody wants to see it in the main lobby. He buys a chandelier today like he's making a point." Levi explains as he begins stuffing his face with food.
"What point is that?" Petra asks, thoroughly entertained by the tale of Levi's boss on site. It isn't to say Levi never talks about work or has never, this is as much as he's told her. It really shows how much he wanted to do this but at the same time, how much it sounds like he isn't happy. She wishes she can comfort him somehow. A tight hug or rubbing her cheek against his while holding him.
She watches as another thought crosses his face and he shakes his head, "Tch. The smart-ass electrician wouldn't even check his work, so he's fired." Levi shoved a piece of beef in his mouth and mutters something else. Once he swallows, he breathes deeply, and his eyes turn back to the camera. "How was your day?"
Petra dabs her napkin at the corner of her lips and sets her empty aluminum foil on the bedside table. "I had a good day. Nothing interesting. Clive is asleep on the couch."
"Tch! Asshole cat."
"He is not an asshole!" Petra chides, eyes narrowing on Levi's.
"Tch."
"Afraid I'll name him Levi Junior?" The question causes Levi to swallow his own glass of water wrong and he coughs at the thought.
Levi stares at her hard and without a word. "Petra." Petra watches him expectantly, taking him. Really taking him in. I could jump him right now.
"Levi." She says with a hint of playfulness. She would be lying if she said she does want him right this minute. Thoughts from earlier filling her mind. Those hands on her thighs, parting them.
"You look beautiful you know." He commented taking her in as well, his own eyes never leave her.
"Thank you." She couldn't help the blush spreading across her cheeks. "Do you know what I was thinking about earlier, Levi?" She asks, feigning innocence, hoping he doesn't catch on her to ulterior motives.
"No?" Levi stands and goes to his own bed and sinks on the bed to get comfortable. "Tell me."
Petra grins, knowing she has him right where she wants him, she leans back, pushing her legs on either side of the laptop, stretching her arms above her head. Her shirt riding up over her belly button, exposing so much to the man in front of her.
She smirks as his eye twitches. Perfect. Just what she wants.
"Petra, what are you doing?"
"I miss you, Levi." She responds innocently. Her fingers play with hem of her shirt gingerly before grasping it, pulling it over her head. "I miss your hands on my body. Your lips on mine."
Levi feels flush and swallows the thick lump that formed in his throat as he watches her antics unfold before him. He feels the stir in his pants. If her eyes raked downward, she knew the reaction he had to her actions was visible. "I miss touching your soft skin, the sounds you make."
The groan that escapes from his mouth is the only encouragement she needs to let her fingers sink below the panties and touch herself. She sighs, feeling how ready for this she is.
"Fuck, Petra." His own control is slipping as he can't seem to tear his eyes away from her. He can feel himself become thick at the sight of his girlfriend. His hands reach down and begins undoing his own pants and he rolls his eyes back.
"Look at me, Levi." She demands knowing he can't resist. She lifts her leg, watching him on the screen, hearing him groan as she gives him a perfect view of the outline of her fingers rubbing her clit and the growing wet spot from her ministrations.
He can't take it anymore. He's too turned on. "God dammit, Petra." He moans defeated, "Take the panties off now."
Grinning ear to ear, Petra obliges him and tosses them aside.
"You're turn, Levi." She says wantonly. Swiftly he removes his shirt and pants with inhuman speed. "When we finish, I have some news to share with you."
"Glad it can wait because this can't."