Christian's POV.
My evening with Victoria was very satisfying; she is one of my more adventurous subs and has very few hard limits. This is most useful when I feel stressed or tense however these thoughts are distracting me from the day's work ahead. I look at the morning schedule prepared by Andrea and it is one meeting after another, fuck I hate days like this, boring progress on current projects, boring new propositions and just boring boring boring.
My intercom buzzes "Morning Mr Grey, your first meeting is starting in 15 minutes, coffee?" Andrea asks.
"Yes please, it might help me stay awake for at least one meeting" I answer.
In a couple of minutes Andrea fetches my coffee and brings me the first meeting's file. The Markus Gibson consolidation, a smaller firm in danger of bankruptcy unless either huge changes are made or I take over and break the firm up while trying to save peoples jobs by employing them in other firms I own. The owner is being difficult and really digging his heels in on this one, he fails to see that I am trying to help him and his employees. I finish the last of the coffee, sigh and gather the file before going to the boardroom for what I am sure will be a futile exercise.
Thirty minutes of back and forth between each firms team and absolutely nothing is achieved so I leave behind an ultimatum of accept in the next 48 hours or I will withdraw my offer and Markus Gibson Ltd will be on their own.
Andrea has left the next file on my desk for the Baker Tilley take over; this one is proceeding more smoothly so I hope to wrap this up today and quickly so I can have some lunch in peace.
My mind drifts back to the meeting with Ray Steele, I buzz the intercom…
"Andrea, I am expecting some information to come through in the next few days from a Mr Ray Steele of Steele Racing, please can you see it gets to me straight away. Thank you"
"Of course Mr Grey" I hear her scribbling on a piece of paper before the intercom goes dead.
I still don't think it is for me but the more I think about it the more my interest is being piquet, is this new driver, now what did Mr Steele call him? Steeley I think, is he as good as he promised? Could it be a good move for GEH? I will have to wait for the information though.
The next meeting is as predicted, the deal is confirmed and the legal team gets to work and I get to have an early lunch which is waiting for me on my desk. Andrea is a gem, as I go to take my first bite of the Mozzarella, basil and tomato baguette the intercom buzzes…
"Yes!" I bark.
"Your mother is on line 2" Andrea says ignoring my tone.
I sigh again; the sandwich will have to wait.
"Hello mother"
"What have I interrupted Christian? You only call me mother when you are annoyed with me"
"I was just about to eat my lunch and it's been a busy morning" I explain "sorry Mom"
"I just wanted to remind you about the charity fundraiser a week Saturday; you are still coming aren't you?"
"Yes I have it on my calendar" I reply.
"Good, are you bringing anyone?" here comes the digging.
"No Mom, I will be alone"
"Ok" she sounds disappointed once again that I will not be joined by a girlfriend or future wife.
"See you soon Mom" I put the receiver down.
Finally I turn my attention back to my sandwich.
The intercom buzzes… for fuck sake what now?!
"What?!" I bellow
"Mr Grey on line 3, he has been holding" Andrea is used to my temper and ignores my tone again.
"Yes Elliot"
"Hi bro, just wondering if you have heard anything from Ray Steele yet?"
"No I haven't Elliot, besides if he had got all the information I require in less than 12 hours I am guessing there won't be much to go on and it will be a waste of my time"
"Alright, well keep me posted" Elliot pleads.
"I will Elliot, Bye" I slam the receiver down this time.
Sandwich here I come…buzz… "What the fuck now Andrea?!" I shout loud enough for Andrea to hear me without using the intercom.
"Your 3 o'clock wants to bring forward to 2 o'clock, which leaves you short on your lunch break, what shall I tell them?"
"Bring it forward but I want no more interruptions until that meeting"
"Yes Mr Grey"
I lean back in my chair, put my feet up on the desk and finally bite into my sandwich. The combination of flavours is like an explosion in my mouth and I close my eyes, savouring every mouthful before finishing my Vanilla Macchiato. The intercom buzzes and I know my break is over so I pick up the details and walk toward the boardroom once more.
This meeting is testing and I come away feeling totally wound up and frustrated. I return to my office and reel off text to Victoria asking her to meet me again this evening at 6pm. I should be home by then but Mrs Jones will let her in if not. The thought of her this evening helps to relieve some tension and I focus on finishing the days torture err work!
Taylor is ready to drive me home, I can feel myself getting horny at the thought of having Victoria again tonight and it's fortuitous that traffic is light this evening as I feel ready to burst by the time we reach Escala. I hastily wave goodnight to Taylor and take the elevator to my penthouse apartment. I waste no time and head straight for the playroom where Victoria is waiting, kneeling in the corner with her eyes cast down. I say nothing but rush into the shower to freshen myself up. I am absolutely hard, my dick is almost pulsating in anticipation of her warm flesh enveloping me but first I must 'prepare' her.
"Good evening Victoria, do not speak unless I tell you too, I do however want your safe words"
"Yellow and Flower sir"
"Interesting choice of words but they shall stand for this evening" I could just take her right here, right now but I wait.
"Stand up, do not look at me, lay face down on the bed" I command and she does as I tell her too. I place a blindfold on her as I am still naked from my shower; I didn't want to waste time putting clothes on again.
I take out the riding crop and restraints which I place around her wrists and ankles before anchoring them to the bed posts. I pull her legs apart so I can see what is waiting for me when I have finished but until then I tease and whip, tease and whip until her buttocks are slightly pink, glowing and warm.
I release the straps and ask her to go to the bench and bend over. Pre cum is oozing and she is invitingly wet. I lean over her and fondle her breasts and pinch and pull her nipples but I can't stand it anymore, I stand up straight, grab her hips and thrust hard into her pussy. Oh god this feels good, pumping, thrusting, hard and fast, slow and teasing. I grab her hair pulling her head up before holding her shoulders to thrust again and again. I can feel her tightening and that spurs me on, I feel my own release building and building before one final thrust and I empty myself into her.
Breathlessly I tell her she can come now and moments later she silently reaches her peak, I see her body relax and I withdraw. A fine sheen of sweat covers my body and Victoria's too but she gets dressed and then is allowed to look at me.
"Goodnight Victoria" I say and she knows the drill, no extra's like kissing or cuddling afterwards, her job is done and she knows that. She picks up her handbag, smiles at me and leaves the apartment.
I need another shower but I am famished so I put on a t-shirt and lounge shorts before going to the kitchen. Mrs Jones has left a dinner in the fridge to be heated up. As soon as she knows I am entertaining she cooks and then leaves which is fair enough. The microwave beeps, I plate up the food and head to the office. I am surprised to find that Victoria was only here for an hour but then again I was gagging for it.
I open up my e-mails to find a message from Ray Steele telling me that all the information had been collected and would be couriered over to GEH tomorrow afternoon. The second e-mail was from the CEO of Markus Gibson Ltd accepting my offer of consolidation. I forward it on to the relevant departments and hope it will be signed and implemented in the next few days.
After a shower I switch the television on in my bedroom, find the sports channel and by chance find some NASCAR racing. I tell myself it wouldn't hurt to know a little about the race itself so I watch with some keenness. By the end of the race I don't feel much more knowledgeable about the process but it was interesting to see how the pit crews work under pressure changing tires, fuel delivery and I did have to laugh when I saw a member of the pit crew apparently using Duct tape to secure a piece of bumper that had been damaged in a minor skirmish but when time is of the essence tape is the best option available I suppose.
I fall asleep shortly afterwards and annoyingly dream about NASCAR racing. I am the one taping the bumper of the racing car except I am using bondage tape which of course has no adhesive properties at all and then I am being chewed out by the team boss who is actually Markus Gibson's CEO. The subconscious mind is amazing really.
The next day's work is overseeing Markus Gibson Ltd's consolidation but by lunchtime I am clock watching, waiting for the promised documents from Ray Steele. I don't understand why I am this twitchy about this information; I know Elliot is really keen so perhaps that is why.
"Andrea, any packages delivered yet?" I buzz through.
"No Mr Grey, I will bring it through as soon as it arrives" she replies.
Grrr, I need something to take my mind off waiting so I decide to call Mia.
"Hey baby sister, how are you?"
"Christian! I'm fine, how are you? Not working too hard I hope" she giggles.
"Just the usual, you know" I say.
"Tut Tut Brother dearest so what brings you to call me?" she asks.
"Are you going to Mom's fundraiser weekend after next?"
"Yes, I am coming into town on Friday night, Why?"
"You got a date?" I tentatively ask as Mia has had quite a succession of boyfriend, none lasting more than a few months.
"As a matter of fact I am in between, what do you need?"
"Mom keeps hassling me about bringing a date but I don't want to bring anyone except you perhaps"
"If that's the best invitation you have got then ok I will go with you" she giggles again.
"You are a gem Mia, I will see you soon"
"Love you big brother"
"Bye"
A knock at the office door bring Andrea in with the anxiously awaited documents. I ask Andrea to hold all my calls and I don't want to be disturbed for at least an hour whilst I unseal the envelope. I pull out a bigger than expected wad of paper and begin the process of digesting all the information regarding this NASCAR team.