Trapped With My Sexytary Episode 9
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The shareholders exchanged pleasantries with each other, some making small talks with the others as they made their ways out of the conference hall.
Mirabel was sitting still, looking very busy with whatever it was that she was doing with her phone.
Miss Sasha got my notepad and other personal effects and stood besides me, to remind me that it was time to leave the conference hall.
âShall we go now Mirabel?â I asked her subtly, trying not to sound as angry as I was to find out that she was playing a racing game on her phone, while we deliberated on how to save a company that she owns 30% of itâs shĂ res.
âErm no! You tell the secretary to run along, Iâm finding it hard to breathe with her smÄlly perfume so close.
âI want to spend sometime around before I leave, but your office is already smelling so bĂŁdly, all thanks to her cheap and irritating perfumeâ Mirabel said calloĆ«sly.
I turned around to be sure that miss Sasha didnât take to heart what Mirabel had said, but she was wearing an expressionless face as always.
âIts okay miss Sasha, you may leave us now. Iâll let you know if I need anythingâ I told her, not knowing how to apologize to her without getting Mirabel to say more.
âAlright sir. Iâll go ahead nowâ she said and walked out briskly, looking so unaffected by Mirabel’s attĂ cks.
âWho exactly is this Miss Sasha? How can she be so unmoved by Mirabelâs banters and skin piercing cruĂšl words?â I thought as I watched her walk out of the conference hall with steady and confident steps.
She seemed so tough skinned that I was getting more curious by the day to know whatâs stuff she was made of.
âMen will always be men! What will the almighty Allen-Tosh say he is seeing in that classless girl now?
âWhatâs the use of all the pretty face sheâs got if she can not get a good dress sense to go with it?â I heard Mirabel ask.
And I wanted to ask her what the essence of having all the beauty, the good clohes and the expensive hair to go with it, that she had, when there was nothing inside the head.
But I knew it would not only spell doöm for our relationship, itâd actually be me playing into my step motherâs hands.
So I smiled and turned around to face Mirabel.
âTell me you think I can look at that girl in any other way than a man looks at a mere Secretary, when I have you, and Iâll get a name change todayâ I told her, and Mirabel began to giggle excitedly.
âOf course not! How can you? Would I not be sick to imagine that that girl can stand a chance with you, when I’m in love with you?
“Is it possible for a girl like her to make a man that alreadyhas me take a look at her twice?â she asked me, swirling on her seat.
I walked closer to her, and gave her a sweet kiss on her beautiful lips, thanking God that I could still notice that she was beautiful.
It was meant to be a brief kiss to get her smiling again and leaving Sasha’s topic, but she trapped my head, as soon as I got close to her, tossing her phone carelessly on the table.
âBaby baby baby, weâve got to stop. This is the conference hall, any of the shareholders can walk in any moment and find us like this?â I told her
âAnd did you tell them you donât kiss your fiance? Were they expecting that you took an oĂ th of celibacy?â she asked me, beginning to unbutton my shirt.
âBaby, this isnât right, and you know it. We arenât animals that should be found making out anywhere and anytime, we must show some decency, especially around our work placeâ I told her
âWell, itâs your work place, and not mine!â she told me carelessly.
âAnd thatâs to say you have just forgotten that youâre the vice president of this organization!â I said, pulling away from her.
âAnd Iâve told you before, the only reason Iâm still having to come sit here is because I canât sell off my shĂ res while my father lives, except I’m married.
âI donât care about any blĆĂ”dy entanglement with any job that defines what I do, and where I do the things I doâ she said, snorting Ă ngrily, and stepping out of the conference hall in quick strides.
âPhew! And her father couldnât have given birth to another girl? A more sensible one maybe?â I sniggered, waking behind her, and forcing myself still, not to be upset with her.
Mirabel walked out of the conference hall, and out of the building, strutting straight to her car, and I couldnât help but follow her.
âAre you coming or not?â she asked me, as I stood with my hands on my hip, looking at her act all angry, because I told her to exercise some sort of restraint while we were in an official environment.
Before I could say anything, my secretary walked up to me and handed me my phone.
âExcuse me sir, but youâve got to take this call. Iâve been holding him off for the past thirty minutes, but his persistent calls, tells me thereâs something urgent that needs your attentionâ Miss Sasha said, handing me my phone, and turning around to go without another word.
âHello Mr Andersonâ I spoke into my phone, as soon as Mr Anderson answered my call.
After Miss Sasha handed me my phone and returned to her office, I got into the passenger seat of Mirabelâs Porsche to return the calls I had missed.
Mr Anderson picked on the first ring and sounded as rattled as a bird in a best that has been invĂ ded by a hive of bees.
âEngr Allen-Tosh, thereâs fire on the mountain! Another major player has just submerged into Namenda Holdings!
âWhat are we going to do? Something is definitely wrong about the way these things are happening. How could Fralscot Limited of all companies, suddenly get acquired by Namenda Holdings again?â the embattled Anderson asked me.
I was truly shocked to hear what he had just said, but I wasnât surprised to know that the news was quick to reach one of the active shareholders in our organization.
âItâs okay Mr. Anderson, Fralscot Limited havenât actually been doing so well in the stock market for quite sometime now.
âI took a look at their declining cash flow some days ago, and wondered what could be going on with them, but itâs all good.
âThese things will eventually work for our good here at Toshteck Limited. Just relax, in a few weeks time, youâll understand why Iâm asking you to relax now. Iâve got it all coveredâ I assured him, trying to assuage his fears.
âIf you say so Allen-Tosh, because right now, I’m beginning to incline towards some alternativesâ he told me before he hung up.
I held my phone in my hand, looking up in worry as I processed the implications of what he had just told me, then I realized the ride was in motion.
Mirabel had long pulled out of the parking lot, and while I spoke on the phone with Anderson, seeking for ways to call him down, Mirabel was preoccupied with driving us to a hotel.
âWhat? Why are you looking at me like Iâve just done something so terrible?
âIt is you who didnât want me to touch you in the office, because we now have designated places where a girl in love can kiss her man.
âSo before you graduate from comparing me to Ă nimals, to calling me an animĂ l, Iâve decided to oblige you, and let us get a roomâ she told me, and stepped out of the car.
âSo Mirabel, while Iâm worrying about the conspiracy to pull Toshteck Limited out of our hands, youâre concerned about booking us a room?â I asked.
âAllen, was I supposed to sit through those boring records, analysing stocks and telling the difference between liabilities and assets?â she asked me.
I opened my mouth to talk again, but shut it when I noticed she was already walking far ahead of me.
We walked like a happy couple into the hotel reception, and got the key to the room she had booked for us.
âItâs going to be okay honey. All I have to do is look beautiful and give you peace. You can hire people to do the math and all the work, but please Allen, donât make me have to stress myself out, trying to fit in to a life I would never want.
âI am not suited for the business life, and I donât wish to try to become what you want me to beâ she told me, beginning to strip.
I tried to tell her that my mind was too far away to process an erecti0n, but she was already appealing to my emotions, as she kept talking about needing me, and how hurting it was, having to see me need something else.
And then, she began to kiss me again, tugging at my shirt as she kissed me, causing my head to revoke a flashback, a visual replay of the brief but memorable kiss Sasha and I shared.
âOh God, why is she still in my head? Why am I still recalling that kiss with a shiver?â I wondered as my small man began to throb somewhere in between Mirabelâs thighs.
Then I realized I was already lying on top of her, and she was butt naked.
Indeed, Mirabel was a beauty to behold, and as my hands began to frolick over her body, she began to möan so loudly, that I couldnât control myself any longer. I entered her and began to row so .passionately, I couldn’t recognize myself
âOh baby, youâre killing meâ I heard her say, and then, she was urging me to go harder and faster.
Of course I had to keep going, because as I looked at her flawless skin, as I felt her succulent breĂŁsts, I could only imagine how Sashaâs looked and felt, giving me the adrenaline rush required for the extra push and thrĂŒsts.
When I rolled off her sometime later, we were both fully satisfied and satiated.
It was the first time we were having sĂšx during my work hours, and even though weâve been down the intimate lane a couple of times, I could tell that it was our fiercest and most intriguing of all times.
âThat was hot!â she told me, kissing the back of my palm and smiling happily at me.
I touched her cheek lovingly, and tried to smile back too to make her feel loved, but deep down, I was feeling guĂŻlty
âI enjoyed every bit of it baby!â I told her honestly, because for the first time, I made love to a woman, going as hard as I was going without needing an enhancer.
Well maybe, I had an enhancer in my head. Yes, Sasha was in my head all the while I made love to Mirabel, propelling me in each move and every dãmn thrûst.
Since my University days, when I have been trying to see how I could develop my mind to get sëxually attracted to the body and not what the host has inside, I had to let those numerous girls that always flocked around me get close with the hopes that I could change my personality.
But after the first two attempts to get intimate and I found myself unable to sustain an erecti0n as soon as I remembered how empty headed my partner was, I had to resort to using enhancers.
I feared that Mirabel wouldnât be pleased with my sexuĂ l abilities, and initially wanted us to keep sĂ«x out of our relationship, but she told me there was no way she was going to stay celibate till marriage.
âSĂ«x is a beautiful thing. I have to be sure youâd be able to please me when weâre married, so we just can’t keep it out of our relationship.
âBesides, none of us is a newbie in sĂ«x. What the fcuk would we be deceiving ourselves about waiting for the wedding night?â she had bluntly asked me, making me resort to getting more enhancers each time we had to make love
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