Alright guys this came to me this morning on the way home from carpool. It's weird the things you end up thinking about at 7 a.m. I am posting this with no edit as I'm heading into the City for the night and just really wanted to get it out there. Just a note to say that anyone who knows me knows how very much I adore Bergdorf Goodman and Chanel so I have incorporated both into this one shot. A sort of homage to my fashion side! Enjoy. I own nothing.
Blair Bass was practically floating as she entered Bergdorf Goodman on Fifty-seventh and Fifth. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and she had hit her pre-pregnancy weight this morning. She had her body back only three and a half months after the birth of her beautiful baby boy. All the juicing and working out with the personal trainer had paid off. She was ecstatic. Her first phone call had been to her best friend. She had informed Serena that she needed a reward and she should meet her in the Chanel department of Bergdorfs.
She crossed the marble floors passing by the Prada and Lanvin heading up the four stairs and breezing by the Hermes scarf counter.
Janet head of accessories saw her as she approached the Celine counter. "Good morning Mrs. Bass. Is there anything in particular we can help you find today?"
Blair stopped short. Turning to face a woman she knew very well. "Actually yes, Janet, I want the reissued Chanel flap bag. The one I saw on the runway two weeks ago. The metallic pressed leather one. Do you know what I'm talking about?
Janet smiled as she thought about the large commission she was going to receive from the sale of the ten thousand dollar bag. "I do indeed." She crooked a finger at one of her best clients. "Follow me. We just got one in this weekend. Linda brought it back with her from Paris."
Blair wanted to jump up and down she was so excited. As she followed Janet into the Chanel section she saw Serena.
"S, they have the bag."
Serena turned form the quilted tote she was looking at to hug her best friend. "Are you excited?"
"You have no idea."
Janet retrieved the bag from the back room and removed it from its dust cover. Blair held her breath as she took the gorgeous piece of workmanship into her hands.
"It's all mine," she whispered. Thirty seconds later she was pulling out her black card and handing it to Janet.
As Janet rung up the bag and packaged it in the classic white and black Chanel box Serena placed her arm through Blair's. "Where's my nephew and godson? I thought you'd bring him."
Blair shook her head placing her card into her wallet. "I left him with Dorota. I want to stop by Chuck's office before heading home."
Serena looked confused. "I think Chuck would be thrilled to see his son. Why wouldn't…" she trailed off as she saw Blair's raised eyebrows and she suddenly put two and two together. "Eww, you're not planning on going to his office and…"
Blair nodded and whispered, "Oh yes I am. I haven't felt so myself nor so aroused since before I became pregnant."
Janet turned back to face them. "Shall I message it over to your home as usual Mrs. Bass?"
Blair smiled. "Yes please." She took the receipt Janet was holding out for her. "Thank you."
Janet smiled sweetly. "It's always a pleasure to have you Mrs. Bass. Is there anything else I can help either of you with?"
Blair shook her head. "No we're good. Have a wonderful day."
"You as well ladies."
Blair kept her arm linked with Serena's and led her down the hall and towards the escalator. "Let's head up to six."
Serena eyed her friend suspiciously as they got on the escalator. "Tell me we're headed up to sixth to pick you out a new bathing suit."
"Ok we're headed to sixth to pick me out a new bathing suit. Happy?"
Serena rolled her eyes and succumbed to her fate.
A half hour later and Blair had found the perfect set of lingerie. It was from La Perla's Mikado collection and it was a sheer black lace babydoll with a v-neckline and halter straps with a tie at the left shoulder and scalloped trip. To complete the look there was a matching Mikado thong in silk.
Even Serena agreed it was perfect. "It's gorgeous and sexy that is for sure."
Blair looked herself over one last time in the full length mirror. "He's going to love it." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and lowered her head. "Remove the tag for me S."
Serena was confused. "Why? Are you planning on stealing it?"
Blair sighed and placed her hands on her hips. "Hardly. I plan on wearing it."
Serena did as she asked. "I think there's something very wrong with having your sister-in-law help you dress to have sex with her brother."
Blair bent over picking up her Dior coat and buttoning it up and tying the belt. "You've helped me pick out tons of dresses before. How is this any different?"
"Yes but not ones for you to specifically go have sex with my brother."
Blair smiled at her squeezing her arm. "Aww, sweetie, if you knew me or your brother at all you would know very seldom do our nights end with anything but sex." She took the tags from her speechless best friend's hand.
Serena covered her face and moaned as Blair exited the dressing room carrying her dress and undergarments.
The saleswoman smiled as she took the tags from Blair. "Did it all work out okay dear?"
Blair followed her to the counter. "Yes very well thank you."
The woman didn't bat an eyelash as she used the removed tags to ring up the sale. She carefully folded Blair's dress and underthings wrapping them in tissue and placing them into the signature lilac Bergdorf's shopping bag. She came around the counter and handed the bag to Blair. The store catered to the richest clients in the world and she had seen it all. Mrs. Bass wearing the lingerie out of the store was the least crazy thing she had seen in her days working in that department.
Blair handed the shopping bag to Serena. "Do you mind dropping this off to Dorota when you stop by to see Henry?"
Serena took the bag giving her a shocked look. "How did you know I was going to stop over to see Hen?"
"Because you've stopped by every day since I've had him. Why would today be any different?"
They stepped out of the revolving doors on Fifty-Seventh and Arthur was there waiting for her. He held the door ajar.
"Arthur, I'll need you to drop me off at Bass Industries and then take Ms. Van der Woodsen to the house."
Arthur nodded. "Of course Mrs. Bass. Should I return directly to pick you up?"
Blair shook her head. "That won't be necessary. I'm having lunch with Mr. Bass so it may be a while. I'll call you."
He nodded again and closed the door on the women. He knew his employers well enough by now and knew he'd have a nice long break before having to be back to pick Mrs. Bass up. He'd probably have time to finish that novel he was reading.
Blair entered Bass Industries nodding to the doorman and the front desk employees. Thomas at security touched his cap.
"Good morning Mrs. Bass."
She smiled as she waltzed past him. "It is a good morning isn't it Thomas?"
Thomas watched as a very happy Mrs. Bass made her way not to the bank of elevators but to the bathroom instead. He shook his head. Rich people. He never could figure them out.
Blair stepped into the bathroom and locked the door keeping anyone from coming in. She quickly unbuttoned her coat and adjusted the lingerie. She then flipped her head upside down and fluffed her curls. Standing back up she took her lipstick out and reapplied her Tom Ford blood red color. Pursing her lips and blotting them she took one last look at herself. She looked good. She smiled at herself as she pulled the edges of her coat back together overlapping them and belting it at her waist.
She unlocked the door and with her Valentino patent leather four inch pumps clicking against the marble she made her way to the elevators and up to the top floor of Bass Industries.
Upon exiting the elevator she was very aware of every head turning her way. There was many a man in that office that thought the boss's wife was gorgeous but today she looked downright sexy. There was something in her walk that made them stop what they were doing to watch her cross the floor.
She approached the back of the large office and was starting to walk past Chuck's assistant's desk when she was stopped.
"Excuse me. You can't go in there."
Blair stopped and turned to face a very blonde, very tall, and very well endowed woman rushing towards her. "I'm sorry but I think you are mistaken. Now if you'll excuse me."
The woman stepped in front of Blair. "Mr. Bass left clear instructions that no one was to bother him."
Blair could smell her cheap perfume and took a step back in case it contaminated her. "Where is Megan?" Megan was Chuck's assistant. She was fifty-five and had been Bart's assistant before that.
"She is on a two month leave. I'm the temp Emily."
Suddenly everything clicked into place. "Well, Emily," Blair stressed her name, "the first thing you should know if you're going to continue to temp here at Bass Industries is that I am always allowed into Mr. Bass's office. Now if you'll excuse me." She stepped around the tacky woman and stopped looking over her shoulder at her. "You should also know you can address me as Mrs. Bass."
Blair flipped her hair and knocking once on the heavy mahogany door opened it and stepped over the threshold closing it behind her.
Emily in complete shock went back to her desk feeling like a complete idiot.
Blair leaned against the door as her husband, who was on a call, turned his chair to face the intruder into his space.
Blair watched as a smile spread across his face. He held up a finger indicating that he'd only be a minute.
"That's fine. Send over the proposal and I'll look it over." He motioned for his wife to come over. "That's perfect. Listen I just had my eleven o'clock walk in. I'll get back to you after I read it." He listened to the man on the other line for a second as he watched his wife approach his desk. "That's great. I'll speak to you later." He hung up the phone as Blair stepped between the two chairs positioned in front of his large desk.
"Well, hello there beautiful." He smiled at her.
She threw her handbag onto one of the chairs and placed both hands on the edge of his desk leaning forward a little. "Where is Megan and who is that blonde, eighteen year old idiot out front?"
Chuck leaned back in his chair sighing. "Megan's daughter is getting married in Australia. I gave her two months off with pay, first class airfare for her and her husband and a guarantee that her job would be here when she returned. And as for Emily," he raised his eyebrows at her, "she is twenty-two and actually very intelligent. Cut her some slack it's her first day."
"I want you to fire her. I don't like her."
Chuck realized she was being serious and laughed. "Blair I can't fire someone just because you don't like the cut of their dress."
"It wasn't just the dress; she was wearing cheap perfume as well." Blair stood up fully. "I don't want you around that," she gestured towards the door, "all day."
"You're being ridiculous. I couldn't even tell you want she looks like. That's how much attention I've paid to her today. She's here for two months to answer my phones and schedule my day. I think we'll all survive it." He gave her that sexy Chuck Bass look. "Now come over her and kiss your husband."
She shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her. "No not until you promise me that you're going to fire her or at least move her to another department."
There was a shift in Chuck's facial expression and suddenly Blair couldn't read him. He leaned forward in his chair staring at his beautiful wife. "I think you may have forgotten yourself; while you may be the boss in our home here at Bass Industries that's me. I'm the CEO and controlling shareholder. Nothing and no one dictates what happens here but me. Have I made myself perfectly clear?"
Blair swallowing hard reached to the belt on her coat and slowly untied it. "I'm wondering if there's anything I can do to convince you otherwise Mr. Bass?" She slowly opened the coat revealing the barely there lingerie underneath and just as slowly let the coat fall to the floor.
Now it was Chuck's turn to swallow hard. His breath quickened as he took in the sight of his sexy wife. "Lock the door."
She turned her back to him bending over to retrieve her coat from the floor knowing full well it would give him a perfect view of her backside. She tossed the coat onto the chair and swaying her hips crossed the room and locked the door.
Chuck picked up the phone. "Emily, hold all my calls and clear my schedule for the rest of the day. As of right now I'm considered out of the office." He hung up the phone and watched as Blair walked back towards him.
This time she didn't go to the front of the desk but walked around it instead coming to stop in front of Chuck. He had turned his chair when he realized she was coming around to his side. He leaned back and spread his legs a bit looking her up and down.
"Tell me what it's going to take to get rid of the blonde."
He spread his legs a bit wider and shifted his hips releasing a breath. "Oh, I think you know exactly what it's going to take. Get on your knees."
She took the three steps that separated them so that she was now standing between his spread legs. She placed her hands on his shoulders and slowly lowered herself to the carpet. Running her hands down the front of his dress shirt to his the belt she slowly unbuckled it. He laid his head against the back of the leather chair and watched Blair with hooded eyes.
She unzipped his pants and reached into his boxers gasping. "Someone is awfully turned on Mr. Bass."
Reaching out a hand he touched her cheek. "Less talk or I may decide to keep the temp I have."
Blair licked her lips and he lifted his hips a bit so she could pull his pants and boxers down a little freeing his erection. Without another word she took him completely into her mouth. Chuck continued to watch his wife move up and down on his cock. He reached out a hand pushing her hair over her shoulder. He loved watching her take all of him inside her perfect mouth.
Suddenly he felt the need to be the one in control and he fisted his hand into the hair at the back of her head holding her in place as he thrust into her mouth. He felt the slight resistance at the back of her throat before she relaxed and took him inside completely.
He continued this for about a minute or two until Blair felt a hard tug on hair. He pulled himself free of her mouth and before she knew what was happening he was pulling her up and placing her on top of his desk.
"You look so fucking sexy in this." He reached up untying the tie that held the halter in place. He pulled it down exposing her breasts completely. Suddenly his mouth was on her nipple and her hands were buried in the hair at the back of his neck.
This was not about making love it was about fucking. He reached between them pulling her thong off. He left it dangling from her right ankle. He then pushed his pants down a bit farther pulled her to the very edge of the desk and entered her roughly. Papers and various desk accessories went tumbling to the floor.
Blair had never felt more wanted. She yelled his name as she pulled him to her kissing him. He trailed kisses along her jaw, down her throat, and across her collarbone biting down hard enough to leave a mark.
His thumb found her clit and within moments her head had fallen back and she was having one of the best orgasms of her life.
Chuck laid his forehead against her shoulder as he buried himself to the hilt and came hard.
Chuck kissed her and helped her off the desk. He tied the halter back into place and pulled himself together as she went to his bathroom to freshen up a bit.
When she came back out he was holding her coat and bag. He helped her into the coat kissing her neck as he pulled her hair free from the collar. He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"I have to be the luckiest man in all of New York maybe even in the world."
She glanced at him over her shoulder. "Definitely the world." She kissed him and then buttoned and tied her coat and they walked out of the office arm and arm.
"Emily I need my office thoroughly cleaned. Send somebody up to take care of it before I get in tomorrow morning." He didn't even glance at the blonde as he walked by. He only had eyes for his gorgeous, amazing wife.
The next morning Blair called Chuck's office and smiled when she reached his new temporary assistant Richard.